Ursa listened to the young man with a raised eyebrow, as he offered the going rate plus 10% or 20% if she waited. She looked over at Cel with a confused expression, wondering if he explained to this young man her abilities. When he asked for her to share the credentials she bawked, growing standoffish as her brows came together. Now Ursa was not a cocky person naturally, she usually liked for people to consider her an underdog, but having to explain why she was one of the top smugglers of their century was something she found a bit demeaning.

She opened her mouth about to let him be verbally beaten down when he seemed to catch on to her thoughts. She paused letting him speak, simmering down slightly when the young woman from before entered. She looked over at her and shook her head as if to say that she didn’t have to pay her back. Suddenly the alarms went off and Ursa looked down at her vid com noting that the entire spaceport was in high alert, and was calling for a full evacuation of Phobos. She felt a wave of relief that her crew was off on a fuel drop and nowhere near here. As a smuggler, she was used to thinking on her feet and turned to the young woman about to relieve her of her worries about paying her back when she noticed a slight glint in the club. She noticed the scope and reacted immediately just as a shot went off. 

She lunged at Orion, using her full weight to knock him off his feet, as the bullet whizzed by hitting the wall behind him. She sat up, looking down at him quietly, “[color=00a99d]You still alive, cowboy?[/color]” 

She waited for a response before she nodded, “[color=00a99d]Good. Now, I don’t have a rap sheet to give ya, but I’m sure you’ve heard of me. I’m Ursa...Ursa Cooper.[/color]”  

She didn’t stay long rolling off of him, as she kept her head down, picking up her hat as she fit it back over her hair as she eyed the exit, “[color=00a99d]I can pilot for ya, but only because Cel over there is a friend and can cover the charge if you can’t pay it. Which I very much doubt you can. Now, my ship is at the port on the other side of town. Do any of you have anything closer, regardless of what just happened we need to evacuate. Fast. Once we gett out of here, you can tell me who the fuck you are and why I just had to save your ass from getting shot to hell. [/color]” 

She eyed the young woman, “[color=00a99d]You need a ride out of here darling?[/color]”