Beth spun open the hatch again at Amir's voice. "[color=92278f]Greetings[/color]." She nodded, "[color=92278f]We have a guest.[/color]" She pointed to the unconscious guard. "[color=92278f]I need to get back to the pilot's seat.[/color]" She explained and headed back toward the cockpit. There was zero time for pleasantries. The ship was still running, that was a relief. 

"[color=92278f]This is your pilot speaking.[/color]" Beth spoke over the ships comm's. "[color=92278f]Please prepare yourself for a bumpy ride. This ain't gonna be pretty.[/color]" She glanced over the board and looked for signs of problems. A few red lights, nothing that she couldn't handle, most importantly everything was locked up tight. Amir had probably tossed the unconscious guard back out into the docks.

She set up dock release, and for one terrifying moment nothing happened. The lock to the station wasn't releasing. [i][color=92278f]Did they have a hard lock?[/color][/i] Beth was about to call Jinxy for support when it clicked to green. She sighed relieved and dropped the ship away from the station. The separation was not perfect, Beth mentally winced at it. Of course the ship handled terribly too, pulled way too much to the starboard side. She'd have to keep an eye on it even with a course entered to make sure they didn't go off of course.

Amir had said to head to a junker planet. Beth frowned, mentally calculating the nearest one, that'd be an uncomfortable conversation. She signed and entered the coordinates, still fighting the starboard pull.