"I do sell weapons," Rally told the man in front of her. "But station rules prohibit transfer of weapons to civilians or aliens on board."
"But I need a weapon now," the man said insistently. "In another couple of weeks, the Drazi are going to be at each others' throats and I don't want to be caught in the middle."
"The Drazi are what?" Rally asked, a bit confused.
Drazi culture was not something she had much of an interest in.
"Every few years or decades," the man explained. "The Drazi split into two groups and fight each other for a year to figure out who will be the ruling group until the next time. It'll be chaos! I need to be able to defend myself."
"You said this was going to be a few weeks?" Rally asked, keeping it in the back of her mind.
"That's right," the man said.
"Do you have enough for a round trip to Proxima 3?" Rally asked.
"Well, yes but..." the man stopped as Rally raised her hand.
"Here's what I'll suggest," Rally said. "I've got some of my merchandise there, including a few stun guns that should be perfect for what you wa..."
"Stun guns!" the man shrieked. "I don't want to be zapping them with static cling while they come at me with poisoned knives. I want to blow them away."
"Trust me," Rally said. "I know where you're coming from, I spent three months stuck on Drazi pirate vessel, the first week of which was spent learning Minbari so I could convince the other prisoner to work together with me to escape. The next three days was spent in pitched battle which left me adrift in space. I really don't like Drazi, but if all you're worried about doing is defending yourself, a stunner is more than enough to do the job. Now, did you want to make the purchase or not?"
"And how do I know this isn't some kind of scam?" the man asked.
"Oh, for Heaven's," Rally grumbled rolling her eyes. "This is what happens, I send a message to the warehouse and give them the go ahead to give you the product, you pay on site, over there. It goes in my bank account, you've got your weapon, bring it back into the station, clear it with security, yadda yadda."
"So I pay there, not here," the man noted.
"That's right," Rally noted wearily. "Is there anything else?"
"No, I guess I should go arrange to close my business for a time," the man noted.
"I guess so," Rally noted, shaking her head.
As the man walked away she stretched out and walked across the Bazaar to head into the Zocolo for a drink as she went over her notes.
"Okay, two PPGs to security personnel, a security job to find someone skimming the till at Fresh Air, that stun gun..." she paused as she had to move around a balding security officer escorting a blonde woman with a psi-corps symbol.
A commercial telepath, common enough not to worry much about.
Telepaths didn't like her when they saw her. They were always flinching when they caught sight of her, as if they were surprised she was there. Whatever set them off, it meant they usually avoided her.
Which was just fine with her.
"Sorry," Rally said. "I didn't notice you there."
"I...I didn't either," the blonde said hesitantly.
"Well, we all get distracted," Rally noted with a guarding smirk as she walked away.
"Ms Winters," the security guard said. "They're waiting for us in Medlab."
"Right," the blonde woman said, looking away from Rally and composing herself.
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