Oliver had been laying low int this dump of a place a few weeks, doing a bit of research for his next score when the Message popped up. Every since waking up two years ago with an 11 month gap in his mind and a whole slew of pissed off people Oliver has became wary of the odd and unusual.
Still some one had found him here and that was no small feat.
"Kel" he meshed his Muse
"Yes oliver?" replied the dour toned Muse
Oliver: Has any new ships dock with the station?
Kel: I shall check sir, but the Mesh is...unrefined sir
Oliver: Do the best you can Kel
"Ah what the hell?" Oliver says to no one as he hits the talk option
Who is this, how did you find me and what is in my benefit?
Hes Meshes to who ever is on the other side of the odd message