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In the main complex, below ground level. Mobots carried out maintenance, ignoring the presence of the Gaisek. Mobots, have no intellect, no perception, no sense other than what they are programmed with where set maintenance routines of work are concerned.
The Gaisek, was stood by a console unit. That particular console unit, was linked to some very strategic systems. On her knees, she opened the panels, as we would known them, removed various devices, replaced them with some others that she had obtained, earlier. inserting them into the core component base, the circuits relit and flushed with energy across them, were now responding to, HER commands, from the remote device in her hand.
“I want more!“ Dario stared then growled at him. “You stupid Jogarth. Do you think with Serenia breathing down my sisters neck it was not easy, for her to reveal who it was, she gave the drug to? She did not! BUT I tell you this. She told me, Serenia knows. she sensed it! IF, I say, IF I had anymore, YOU would be the last I would sell it to. Expulsion to you may not be of concern but to me? I have no intention, of losing the opportunities afforded me, here, to make me a very rich Ket. LEAVE or I will tell Aisha to take up, her offer of anonimity.“
He had obviously decided it was not prudent of him to remain. He started to leave as he moved to place his hand on Illia's shoulder. “I can get more, but this time it will cost you double!” He grabbed him threw him back against the bulkhead. “Why you.“ He grinned. “Alright! I need it, get it for me. But you try hyping the price again and I’ll.“ He mocked him. “You’ll what? Do you know the after effects the withdrawal symptoms, what it does to you, if you don’t keep those chems, topped up?“
Illia knew, he had seen, those who had been taking the stuff, they had taunted him, teased him, mocked him, for not being strong enough to take it. Dared him, challenged his masculinity. "Was he a man or a mouse!" Scenario. Now he, was like they had been, HOOKED on it. DEPENDANT on it, NEEDING it, WANTING it, CRAVING it..
Diexe, an illegal drug, banned across galactic worlds. It heightened your senses in almost every sense. The downside? Not taking more and more of it? It gave you mood swings that could be anything from rage to fear. Night sweats, shaking, panic attacks. Victims often went mad. Traders of it, if caught and a lot of them DID end up getting caught. Executed on the spot, no mercy! Some worlds, employed what were called Nfisa. Enforcers, bounty hunters, but concentrating, on those who traded in illegal drugs.
Illia had moments when he could be sane. Felt the sadness, the pain from the hell it had brought to him. Wished with all his heart, he could have turned back the clock and had the strength to tell them to get lost. Now it was too late, he had gone beyond the point of no return. To come off the drug would probably see him dead. Who would not be pleased to see that?!
Dario was taking a huge risk, but nothing unusual for a Hafa. To them, it was a commodity to trade, nothing else and no, they did NOT, sample the merchandise. Only a fool would!
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