"Unfortunately, no... I'll tell you the sequence of events from our point of view," he says, tapping his fingers on his thigh as he retrieves the details from memory.
"Ivan and I were coming over from the Barrayaran courier jump-ship in a personnel pod. We docked into this dump of a freight bay. The Ba Lura, wearing a station employee uniform and some badly applied false hair, lumbered into our pod as soon as the lock cycled open, and reached, we thought, for a weapon. We jumped it, and took away a nerve disruptor and - a sparkly stick, of we knew not what origin or purpose. The ba shook us off and escaped, and I stuck the stick in my pocket till I could find out more. The next time I saw the ba it was dead in a pool of its own blood on the floor of the funeral rotunda. I found this unnerving, to say the least."
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Date: 2014-07-11 01:21 am (UTC)"Ivan and I were coming over from the Barrayaran courier jump-ship in a personnel pod. We docked into this dump of a freight bay. The Ba Lura, wearing a station employee uniform and some badly applied false hair, lumbered into our pod as soon as the lock cycled open, and reached, we thought, for a weapon. We jumped it, and took away a nerve disruptor and - a sparkly stick, of we knew not what origin or purpose. The ba shook us off and escaped, and I stuck the stick in my pocket till I could find out more. The next time I saw the ba it was dead in a pool of its own blood on the floor of the funeral rotunda. I found this unnerving, to say the least."