The Astropath hails the installation, which identifies itself at Ricaria Farming Installation Seven.
“We have some “Farming Equipment” to drop off,” Gilliam says, doing the air quotes. The box is dropped off and money exchanged.
As we’re down there, psyniscience feels nice and pleasant, completely unlike most other psyker ANYTHING. Blade notices it looks like an Imperial Guard Special Forces training base, but its NOT actually Imperial Guard. It’s a military base made to look like an agricultural facility, but it still looks Imperial Guard-ish.
Back in orbit we consider this and make sure the money is transferred to our accounts before Vorgen calls up Scholar Quill. The story we settle on telling is that we got invited to do some shady work and decided to investigate it before reporting it.
Remi calls up the scholar and Fred is with him. “Ah, Mr. Kowalski,” Vorgen goes. “We’d like to talk to your, uh…”
“You wanna talk to my boss?”
6 hours later we hear a cultured voice take over our Astropath as Inquisitor Iacton Veck dominates Remi’s mind. We tell him about the facility. He tells us that he’ll take care of it and will send an agent to wipe our memory banks to keep things discreet. “Anything else?” he asks.
Vorgen scratches his head. “Well, Critchlow’s a bitch.”
Veck laughs a lot and then says “Yes. Yes she is.” Then he hangs up.