(I didn't distinguish, so make it whatever you like)
"The transports leave every six hours," says Kuylen. "But the current batch end after today. So I would go soon." He gets up.
"Now, I have urgent business elsewhere, and must take my leave of you. I will try and make my way back to Damagran later if I can; if not, escape with the others, who will then rendezvous with me."
He takes two steps towards the exit.
"One last thing, Ricolt. While you work for me, *I* am in charge. Remember that and you might just get by."
He starts to make his way out.
Ricolt puts on his hood and looks out side. He sees that the sun has began to rise.
Ricolt thinks to him self........ Hmmmm...... This is going to be a little confusing, He never gave me clear directions on how to get on the medical transport. now I just have to go find it
Ricolt ignores Kuylen as he walks out the door
Ricolt finishes his drink and makes sure he has the disk Kuylen handed him . He walks out of the entrance and then thinks......Now what?
ricolt decides just to walk around the city and search for a medical transport or some one who knows where one is.
Ricolt reaches in his pocket and jingles around the few credits that he has.
He takes the sack of credits out and begins to cout them.
I'm probally gonna need these knowing the people around here. Ricolt thinks to himself
Ricolt begins to walk north of the main entrance of the bar he just left. He heads back towards another bar.
" man there sure are a awful lot of bars in this city." Ricolt says to himself.
Ricolt walks in and finds many funny lookin aliens in the room.
He heads towards one of them who looks greedy. He grabs his small bag of credits.
" excuse me sir sorry to bother you , but Im here to ask of your assistance. Do you think we could go talk alone at that empty table ?"
Ricolt points at the empty table across the room where there arent many people around
" if you are able to help me out im willing to pay you some cash"