EVE Fiction

I think. it's the time to publish these. Stories, told to me by Jasper Eoner, old friend of mine.
He dissapeared few months ago, and since then i have never heard about him. Hope he is fine. . . But his unshaven face and black sunglasses will always persist in my memory.
I never knew if he was telling truth or not, and he answered only "the less you ask, the more lies you will hear".
After all. . .
I will always remember you, mr. Eoner ;-)
So, stories.

"Wanna play?"
If to be honest, it was a quite quiet place to meet. Jasper looked around and smiled. Abandoned mining headquater was perfect for this little meeting. Angels told him, that these modulated implants will bring him sweet profit; and deal with pirates. . . Oh, damn, who thinks about that? Concord? Jasper was clean in front of it - what is unproven is unpunishable. Sudden noise in the darkness of base made pilot smile.
- Ah, here you are. I started thinking that you won't come.
Four men in black suits appeared from darkness. What it was impossible to reproach these pirates, so with style. Even in such place.
- Good day, mr. Eoner. Are you alone?
- Of course, my friend. Who needs troubles?
- Good. Product is with you?
- Sure. Let's begin the bargaining?
Closest pirate frowned and came closer.
- We already agreed about price, isn't it? We can change our mind about you, mr. Eoner.
- You are so sad about money, mr. Sleerk?
Members of Angel Cortel shuddered.
- How did you know my name? - asked the tallest pirate, to which Jasper talked.
- You have your information channels, I have mine, - cut off Jasper, - so what about seventy millions ISK for the start?
- Fifty, and no single credit more.
- Sixty nine.
- Are you kidding me? - shouted pirate and pulled out his gun, - you make us take implants for free!
- Wanna play? Are you so sure? - smiled Jasper and pressed small button in the pocket of his jacket. Inpenetrable force field appeared and separated pilot from pirates.
- What the. . .
- Everything is expected. Agression, threats. . . And unexpected ending.
Suddenly a quiet noise appeared it the air. Some long, squelching sounds, that came from the darkness of the station. Pirates turned around, trying to realize, what caused them, but in vain.
- You know, the main problem of manned planets is food, - continued Jasper, - especially, when inhabitants are non-human.
- What' s happening? - yelled the other pirate, - let us out!
- No way. Risk means possibility of fail. You failed.
- We will pay you! Just let us go!
Jasper smiled and bit his lower lip.
- How much?
- One hundret millions! Turn this field off!
Sounds came closer, and uterine rumbling added to them. Smell of rotting flesh came out from nowhere.
- Mmm. . . Nice offer. Before I leave, you should know one thing, - Jasper looked around and conspiratorially whispered, - they paid much more.
He turned and headed to airlock. And when he heard shots and shouts, which rolled in the damp gurgling, he didn't turn back. It is exellent, when you can agree with smart flesh-eating plants. Plants who can pay you ISK for their little request.

Looking forward to more stories/adventures. Keep them coming.