"Are you sure? I left this group just recently, and I think they might've been planning a hit on you or one of your ships. Besides, Mr. Booker, do you seriously think that I could steal that ship singlehandedly? I'm only going there to see the famous NTR crippled by merely a group of pirates... no offense, of course. I could also throw in the location of their leader, a certain Michael Drake. Just give the coordinates, and the Arrowhead's ship schematics, member list, and plans are yours."
[i]"Arrowhead? I heard about those guys."
Booker stood from his seat then, stretching his arms and back. He stood in front of the figure, and put his hand on the grip of the pistol in its hilt. He didn't draw, just wanted to let the guy know he was serious.
"Get going. I'm not going to mess with the Arrowhead. They're basically pirates, and we don't fight each other." [/i]
Garin moved his hand to his side to expose his own side, and with it, a revolver.
"Fine. Your loss."
With that, Garin flicked a coin at the bartender and left.
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