Heaving the crate into the ship, Samuel looked into the eyes of his client. "That should be the last of them."He remarked, closing the doors in front of his and then proceeding on to his client. "3000 Photon Missiles as you've asked. I haven't had the time to prime them, but you should be able to have them up and running within a week's time," He concluded. After shaking hands with the client, Samuel walked off into the central bay.
The bay was a large open area, blue and gold as they marked the territory of its people. Surrounding him were large metallic pillars that supported the rooftop, supporting the weight whilst powering the shields to the entrance. Anyone could easily walk straight out of the shields, but from the outside, it would take quite amount of firepower to be able to burst through.
The particular planet was a wealthy one, however it was not without it's troubles. A recent invasion of pirates led the people to panic, leaving the planet in disarray. With their wealth, the planet had been able to commission weapons for their protection, however they were scarce on soldiers and the raidings of the pirates have left them in poor condition. Under normal circumstances, Samuel didn't hire himself out to war, but this particular case was different. The Daleks had been notorious around this galaxy, and with the planet under such poor conditions, a Dalek invasion appeared ripe for conquest. Yes, the people of this planet would most certainly need these Photon Missiles.
"Thank you sir. You've done our planet a great service! The loud man boomed as he happily strode towards Samuel. Holding his hand out to stop the man in his tracks, Samuel turned his palm outwards towards the roof and beckoned his fingers inwards several times as to signal for payment."Ah yes yes of course of course! Here you are sir!"
Handing him his payment, Samuel smiled gleefully upon the weight of the bag. "120,000 am I right? I trust you are a man of your word Mr. Chief. Thank you. He replied sincerely as Samuel pocketed his payment.
"Now where are you off to sir? I would most appreciate it if you stayed longer. You have done our planet a great service! Surely you could stay longer?"
To this Samuel shook his head. He had already been supplying the people of this planet for too long and he was overdue his welcome. "Thank you Mr. Chief but I must decline. I have matters of my own to attend to." As to this the Chief appeared to be disappointed however he was not an unreasonable man. He knew that the man before him was a busy one.
"Ah- yes yes....of course. Well shall I see you off?"
Samuel shook his head once more as he began to activate his Primer. "I greatly appreciate the thought Mr. Chief, but there'll be no need." The chief nodded to this statement and shook Samuel's hand before departing himself. Once this was finished, Samuel accessed the settings of his Primer. Took a while but now I may have enough money to smuggle myself back onto Setzra. He had been on the run from the Inquisition for too long now. It was time that he retrieved what he had left behind.
Before he could go any further, Samuel's scanner picked up a familiar presence within the Vortex causing him to frown.
"Oh no....what's this then?"