<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/7HI4r.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Phil<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Scoundrel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Landing Pad<br/><strong>Time:</strong>9/3/2505, just after nightfall<br/><strong>With:</strong>Levi, Open<br/><br/>The smuggler led Levi out of the bar and into town.<strong>"Now, we parked a ways out due to that little congregation on the landing pads. 'course, that might have changed by now. Let's head for there and see what we see."</strong>He led her to the landing pad, arriving just as The Line was taking off.<strong>"Ummmm..."</strong>Phil said, looking perplexed and confused as to what had just happened.<br/><br/><strong>"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I don't think those Levetts are going to be keen on talking. We'd probably better get out of here before they realize what two off-worlders were doing heading for the landing pads."</strong>He turned and tried to quiet his steps and hide his presence from the security team, moving into the growing darkness to evade them.