Shifnalport, Diso, 19-Jun-3200

I decided to pay another visit to Diso, perhaps to spend a little more time on the station this time. While I was in Riedquat's bar (a rough sort of place with brawls all over the place), I asked around about the black market scene in Diso. I was referred to a man called Richardson as the best bet for a buyer of my goods.

I arrive, not disappointed. Richardson Holdings is a smart shopfront on the main plaza of the space station, quite a difference from Edwards' Goods Emporium on Lave which is stuck in a warehouse section and kept very quiet. I soon discover that Richardson's plan is more cunning than foolhardy. The shop itself isn't simply a front, it is entirely legitimate. But introducing myself, with credentials, as a trader from Riedquat to the girl at the customer service point, she tells me I'll be wanting the manager and directs me to a small office well out of the way of the main trading area.

I make contact with Richardson and we go to the ship together. He looks the goods over with an appraising eye and makes me an offer I can't refuse. Well, he's the only paying customer I've got, isn't he? But all the same, ¢1254.2/t on slaves and ¢1993.1/t on narcotics are both very good deals, and we strike hands. Another successful sale made, I re-fuel and pick up more of Diso's legendary furs.

A certain Gary Watson has sent out a message to all pilots with a request for a parcel to be carried to Leesti. Looking at the starcharts, I think I can make a jump to Leesti and then press on to Zaonce, so I agree to his request. It may only be component parts for some chum, but I don't mind helping and he's paying a decent amount of cash.