Ask about landing pad
The Gek gazes anxiously towards the landing pads, as though hoping to see a specific ship. They indicate the container they clutch, and gesture towards a date printed on its side.
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Grand Festival events imminent! Collection is late, late, late! Trade Lords will not be happy!
A musty odour surrounds this Gek, their scales glistening with anxious sweat. They seem glad of my company, but not entirely present in it, their eyes darting repeatedly towards a landing pad outside this facility.
The Gek gazes anxiously towards the landing pads, as though hoping to see a specific ship. They indicate the container they clutch, and gesture towards a date printed on its side.
Surreptitiously, as though not authorised to do so, %NAME% cracks open the container they clutch. Inside, I glimpse a pale fungus, coated in fur. It looks freshly picked, and smells dizzying, almost like starship fuel. The Gek licks their beak, then quickly re-seals the container. They gesture towards a date printed on its side, then again look towards the facility's landing pads.
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