Intergalactic Summit

Amazing news reaches Gutter Press that renowned entrepreneur Darmad Cirshan, the son of Noble Appliances CEO Sadmur Cirshan and the primary architect of the Noble Exchange, has died in what may be Questionable Circumstances!

Incredible!

Gutter Press was informed of this by an informant, and we set about making enquiries. The Noble Appliances corporation is seemingly operating a media blackout on this matter! Their top representative at their Nordar system headquarters station, a man by the name of Gimit Jenina had this to say: "I’m sorry pilot, but you do not have the required standings"

Astonishing!

It would appear that perhaps only our colleagues in journalism at Amarr Certified News would be able to provide more on this story!

Reactions to this shocking development were mixed:

"Perhaps he choked on a monocle" said one pilot, who did not have a monocle.

"I am appalled. Where will I get my fabulous shoes now?" asked a different pilot, who was outfitted in what would appear to be everything the Noble Exchange offers.

"My thoughts are with his family" said a third pilot.

Gutter Press will bring you more on this story, if and when we find anything!

...can we actually confirm this guy is dead or not?

What a sad sad development. And here I was just about to order a pair of Achura designer jeans through the NeX. I hear wearing those justifies any action.

Well, as we all know, the fashion industry is not only sordid, but also cutthroat. I once had a contract with a modeling agency, which in turn led to a contract with a design house. The amount of model vs. model and designer vs. designer sabotage and trickery was hard to believe. And the convoluted amorous connections going between models, agents, designers, buyers.... And the scrabbling for money.... (Fashion people have expensive tastes and do not at all like to live poorly). Definitely an environment of powerful ambitions and strong emotions. Who knows how many people a successful NeX entrepreneur may have offended along the way....

Oh well, explains why he never replied to my open letter or any of my emails on the laughably crap selection of garments in the store. Hopefully someone takes his place and I can finally get some decent fashionable clothes ordered in that don't look like some monstrosity from several decades ago. It's almost as if the clothes designers are stranded on some remote inhospitable island in the middle of nowhere, on some obscure planet where good fashion sense doesn't penetrate.

These are Dark Times.

^^Or maybe just...incredible!