(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/LindaAvatar05.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Linda Tuchamba</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Arriving at the<em>Galaxy</em><br/><strong>With:</strong>Nataliya Kobevko, Veronica Downing, Rayn Assad,<br/>(Also those with Rayn: Rosalie. Darya & Valentia. Callie & Nonami. Linda. Chun. Darius & Kumiko.)<br/><hr/><br/>I led my two slaves over to the group with Rayn, smiling sweetly at him, and accepting a glass of something expensive and fizzy from a deck slave. She was a delightful creature and I rewarded her with a light pinch on the nipple. I sipped the glass slowly and then gave it to Nataliya to hold. "You may have one sip", I told her.<br/><br/>I kissed Rayn on both cheeks, and then looked at his companions. I didn't know any of them, but then, I didn't exactly move in these social circles. "Bon Soir, Mes Dames-libres et Mes Sures"<sup>1</sup>, I addressed the men and free women. Of course i didn't acknowledge the slaves, except in so far as one would acknowledge the presence of a fine looking animal. "Rayn, dear, won't you introduce me to your friends?"<br/><br/>I waited until the introductions had been made, and the obvious question was asked of me: What did I do? "I'm a property recovery facilitator". I smirked a little. That was the title I had printed on my business cards. Of course I got blank looks, and so I explained, lowering my voice conspiratorially. "I'm a bounty hunter".<br/><br/>Of course that wasn't strictly true, but chasing after runaways who had skipped to North Africa was legal - well, it wasn't in North Africa, but it was here. Whereas, what I actually did, wasn't legal anywhere except Taiwan, so far as I knew.<br/><br/>Introductions made and after exchanging some small talk with my new acquaintances, I turned to Rayn. "A word if I may?" I led him asside from the others, to the other side of the grand piano, where the music would grant us some privacy.<br/><br/>I indicated the redhead. "The BAF guy didn't want her, she's unbroken and a total bitch. The only reason she's behaving now is because I've told her if she doesn't I'm going to take her out to sea and throw her overboard with a lump of concrete tied to her feet!" I snorted at the idiocy of euthanasing a slave just because it was untrainable, but if the bitch didn't behave, i would keep my threat, if I didn't manage to off-load her. "That swine Adam refused to take her because, he says, he's strictly legit. Talk about a back-stabber! The number of illegals I've done for him in the past..."<br/><br/>I shook my head. My voice was low and urgent. "Anyway, I'll take whatever you want to offer me. Right now she's my ticket to a collar of my own, and I'll feed her to the crabs before I let that happen. That collar is unprogrammed, and i don't have the tools to programme it, but you do! So what will you give me. And for her sake, make it a reasonable amount? I have expenses to cover!"<br/><br/><hr/>1] Good evening, free-ladies and gentlemen.