Episode 1.1 - Bpfassh

Eliasen frowned at Khan, then cast her eyes across the group several times. "Men! If you're going to get shot up a couple more times you might want to double the quantities. Even then it won't be more than a single pack's load for one of you."

"I don't really need anything else, but yes a few are harder to find."

She borrowed the datapad back from Valoris for a few moments. With a few taps she highlighted three items on the list.

"These three will be the hardest for you to find. Though, with bacta dominating the market I don't think a little kolto should be difficult to come by. These other two aren't restricted, but are more serious stimulants and pharmaceuticals. The main reagent is of my own design, and I've enough of it to last till the conference—"

"Assuming no heroics! Seriously, Valoris, you're really lucky that Wuc'vulog is a good surgeon."

It only takes about ten minutes of walking to find a vendor selling the requested chemicals and pharmaceuticals. It's lucky your group had Mado around, as with a quick question to a person here and there the search practically concluded itself. The shop is set a little back from the thoroughfare but comes highly recommended.

You find yourselves just outside Madre Mephidag's Medicinals. It's an average looking shop from the outside, but the interior is jammed with every medicinal thing imaginable. There's kolto, bacta, medicinal components, medical droids, and even traditional Zeltron remedies. Things appear organized haphazardly, such that you might struggle to find something but the proprietor would not. Madre Mephidag is a short, middle-aged Zeltron with rose-colored skin and indigo hair. Eccentric for her kind, she is dressed more modestly than any other Zeltron you've seen. Like all Zeltrons she looks familiar, and has that familiar coy smile on her face. As you walk into the shop you instantly feel at ease.

"Welcome gentlemen! I am Madre Mephidag, what can I help you with?"

(OOC: Thrakazog, 2 purple for Underworld if you'd like to find out things like interested parties.)

Madre is currently curious, and slightly eager in anticipation of something. There are four other beings in the building. One is in a back room, far enough away to be a workshop or living quarters. Another is in the restroom. And two humans are just over there behind the cluster of medical droids, ignoring your group completely because of their argument over if they should grab a traditional remedy or just buy a drug for something.

As Thrakazog knocks on the restroom door a distinct thrumming rumble indicated that an Ithorian was inside. A second later the synthesized voice of a translator provided, "One moment gentle being. I shall finish presently." After about a minute the door opens and a female Ithorian walks out, and wanders out of the refresher and into the shop.

Madre takes the datapad from Khan and skims the list briefly. "Yes, I have all these things in stock today. I wouldn't be surprised if a former soldier such as yourself got into trouble now and then." She gives Khan a breaming smile that transitions into a knowing smirk. "Combat stims are prepackaged, 25 credits apiece. They're on the rack behind you."

As Madre walks around from behind the counter, she looks down the hall at the back of the shop and raises her voice. "Lissa! Mother needs help with an order." Without awaiting a response, she starts collecting things from the list and placing them into a basket.

"I'm curious, most these things don't make sense to buy unless a medical bay was practically emptied. Did you just acquire a ship with an empty medbay or something?" She asked, not quite sure about the idea.

Madre looks surprised for a moment, then laughs. "Yes, I suppose I am anticipating someone important. My husband had to take some work off planet, and I haven't seen him in nearly half a cycle. It's hard to mind a shop and raise a little one with him gone"

About this time Lissa, an 8 year old half-Zeltron comes skipping into the room. She's a bit tall and lanky for her age, but shows signs of grace and future beauty. Once in the room she's mindful of the eyes on her, and she abruptly stops her skipping and walks quietly to her mother.

"Lissa, please finish collecting these items while I measure the kolto and other more valuable products," Madre indicated the items on the datapad, but didn't hand it to her daughter. Lissa crouched down and continued gathering a variety of boxed products into the basket while Madre moved to a locked cabinet. She opened the cabinet and drew out three secure fluid storage tubes, commonly used to transport chemicals like kolto, bacta, and such, and began measuring carefully.

"I am serious though. Most of these chemicals are common, but most of those stimulants and component chemicals hardly need to be stocked even once a cycle on a larger craft. Your ship must have been a wreck after a jump like that," she mused.