JJ and I sat in Vermillion’s office. Cyrus came in.
“What’s up?” he asked.
“We’ve got a special mission for the Tristar,” Vermillion said. He took a few minutes to tell Cyrus what JJ and I had told him.
“Inoa, huh?” Cyrus asked. “That’s quite a ways. How many mines do we need to place there?”
<Butch> Ten thousand ought to be enough.
“Oh, you’ve got your AIs on speaker?” Cyrus asked.
“Yeah, made for a quicker conversation,” I said.
“Make it twenty thousand,” Vermillion said. “We’ve got the line up and running for those. We’ll have plenty for all of our installations. Those will fit in the Tristar’s cargo bay, I hope.”
<Butch> Easily. We should send them with some extra fuel as well, given the distance.
“When would you like us to leave?” Cyrus asked.
“As soon as possible,” Vermillion said. “How quickly can you get the cargo…
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