<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/7HI4r.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Phil<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Scoundrel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fuel depot/general store, heading into town<br/><strong>Time:</strong>9/3/2505, Early Afternoon<br/><strong>With:</strong>Keri, Lance, Open<br/><br/>Phil reacted as could be predicted when Keri removed her tunic to catch a few sunrays while he and Lance did the heavy lifting: he stared without making it too obvious. He responded to Lance's smart remark with one of his own:<strong>"Clearly I'm not trying hard enough."</strong>Once the fuel cells were all loaded onto the mule, he lifted a hand in farewell.<strong>"I'll be back before nightfall. For the moment, I'm going to go relieve some drunks of their drinking money,"</strong>he told them, and made his way into the town.<br/><br/>He settled in at one of the town's seedier bars, and took a seat at a corner table where there was a game of cards in progress. Considering that he was (put mildly) a dirty, rotten cheat at cards, it was hardly half an hour before he had doubled his disposable income.