Campaign Turn 11 - Shan-2 - Keast Makes His Play
The crew was sitting in the food court area of the smallest, filthiest, quietest area of the tertiary spaceport on Shan-2, an iceball world in the Actogar system. Low population of mining folk; good place to hide out for a bit. As they were finishing their meal at the Astro Burner Taqueria, Selene, always watchful, noticed something. A group of Unity Grunts were talking to a well-dressed (and quite out of place) person, just at the edge of vision. Jaxx tuned his communicator to the "bionic ear" setting, and listened. "Yes, Sergeant, I am sure these are the miscreants that opened up Native City WY445902 whatsit on Hesione. These anarchists cost you good men." "We don't have warrants or any evidence." "All taken care of, Sergeant." The well-dressed man slipped the Sergeant a thick packet - the sort used to hold Creds. "I guess this is authorization enough. Ok, men - these anarchists caused a number of our brothers and sisters their