The avian chuckled at Tibarn's comment before gearing up herself, throwing a small bugged microphone inside her comlink and adding her weapon of choice, a telescoping quarterstaff with a few added modifications. Resetting one and pouching the other within a fold of her skirt, she headed out the entry doors of the ship alongside the others.
The throngs were thick with humans and held traces of aliens, which Adamina appreciated a bit, and there was not a Loft in sight, which she appreciated better. The last run-in with her own race on this station did not end very well, though it was good to see diversity within the ranks of the common citizens, scoundrels, tradesmen, and quacks. Her first stop was a medical front she knew of from her days before a mercenary. She knew the manager of the store, a man known by two names, who belted out his wares over the shouts of other salespersons. Hired help of the usual sort, ones that openly carried stun wands and electric guns, surveyed the crowds alongside each other, taking bets on random whatevers and making ear-turning comments regarding the passers-by.
"Hearken to the counter of Apothecary Sal to get your medical merch. Salves, bandages, vaccines, and everyday meds, I've got them all at rates that'll knock your socks off, if you've got the feet for them!"
"Hello, Eddie," Adamina commented, her voice low as she came close.
Apothecary Sal perked up upon seeing her and lifted a brow and a side of his smirking face. The skin graft was not enough to hide the damaged right side of his face from her eyes. However, that may be because she was the one that gave the skin graft to him. She was unpractised when it came to skin treatments, though it gave him back his business without need for plastic surgery from a shadier individual or the fat-cat hospitals.
"Well, if it isn't a regular!" Sal piped, pleased to see her and waving her to the counter's swing door. "Come on into the back room, and be hasty about it. Don't want many people seeing you enter and think it's a walk-in."
She assented and slipped within. One of the hired help tried to stop her, and the other held him back by the wrist before muttering something inaudible. Smiling, she entered the back room, with Sal, or Eddie, following closely from behind and barring the entrance with a thick bar of steel.
"Now that we're alone, we can talk in private. To what can I owe the pleasure?"
"The art of profiteering from someone of import. You know of Captain Greyhawk?"
"I've heard of 'im, but haven't seen 'im," replied Eddie, flicking a lump of freed earwax from his pinky finger.
"You haven't, have you? I thought he would have been into wet smuggling. That's your business."
The back room was bone-chillingly cold, similar to a freezer, but cooled via the vacuum of deep space. If not for the dermal implants on Eddie and Adamina's feathers keeping the two warm, it would have been almost intolerable, but it was as perfect a home as it could get outside a body for the harvested organs lying about in coolers.
"Indeed he is, but he ain't got my business. I've got competition, you see, and not the friendly ones that deal with drugs and vaccine needles. They're dangerous, Ads, as is Greyhawk. You'd best steer clear of them if you wanna work with them."
"I'm more lining up with bringing him in for the bounty than working with him."
Eddie's gaze glinted in understanding, and he winked a face-wrinkling wink with his right eye.
"And I take I'll get a cut of this, ah . . . profiteering if I lend you info?"
"A small cut, half a percent and not a lick more. I'm running with a crew, and they'll take notice if I take too much of a bite out of my earnings. They're a nosy bunch."
"Aha, I see, though five thousand's five thousand. I'll take it, though I want it sooner than a week after I hear the news."
A string of conversation going further, and Adamina ventured out of the apothecary store with her pocket emptied of an IOU but with a head full of information. If she had the possibility of smiling, she would have had quite the swelling grin on her face. This was quite the payout.