The design of the ship pulling into the dock was unfamiliar to Felix, and he took that as a good sign. If he didn't know what it was then most likely none of his former associates would either. Making his way into the bay he quickly spotted a disparate group of individuals standing at the top of the cargo ramp, possibly crew members embarking the ship or specialists boarding for a specific mission. At first glance Felix immediately spotted the large, angular form of what could only be a Vexi in what appeared to be an armoured suit accompanied by two children. "Probably a bodyguard, or a nanny..." He muttered to himself, slipping around the side of the ship towards the main hold.

A ground crew of technicians and engineers were busily loading large cargo pallets from one of the many floating transport platforms as he stepped passed them, helping himself to one of the smaller boxes as he slipped into line with the others. For several minutes he simply worked alongside the others, who accepted another pair of hands easing the workload as readily as any other minimum wage drone. It wasn't until the work was almost done that anyone even questioned his presence there.

"Who the hell are you?" Bellowed the foreman of the work party, his eyes darting between the dataslab in his hands and the group of peons before him. The others in the group, a mixture of mainly Vexi and Kotorians, began to shuffle away from the interloper as the Machinas approached, his low-grade optical implant whirring noisily as it tried to focus on Felix's face.

"I'm with the station's health board." Felix quickly blurted out, swearing to himself almost as soon as he had. It'd be difficult to substantiate a claim like that, especially if the cyborg in front of him had any sort of live feed to the station's database, but it was too late to back out of the lie now. Quickly lifting his hand he flashed an electro-tattoo bearing the official seal of the station's central authority, something his 'friends' had helped him acquire shortly before his journey. Thinking back now those same friends must've been the ones who tipped Crystal off, the seal was an obscure enough piece of intel to have let her know exactly where to find him.

"I've been asked to complete a quick health and safety check of the ship before launch. It's possible there may be problems with the fluids intake and protein banks which may lead to long-term storage problems on the station and so we'd like to ensure everything is up to spec before accepting the waste materials." Felix rambled, growing more comfortable with his role as a health inspector with each new word spilling from his lips. Even he didn't know quite what he was talking about, but it seemed impressive enough for the foreman to back down a little.

After a long, quiet moment the foreman shrugged his shoulders with a grunt and gestured towards the cargo hold. "Be my guest, we're done here anyways." And with a wave of his hand he turned to lead the rest of his gang back towards a now empty transport platform. As he climbed onboard and the others scurried up behind him Felix turned away with a smile and made his way onto the ship, hoping the ruckus hadn't drawn any unwanted attention.

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