Junebug drank of the liquor in a single hit and then poured herself another glass. It was harsh and had an aftertaste that reminded her of olives. She supposed she, knew she, had drunk worse in the past, industrial alcohol cut with water from the transmission lines of starships and fighting vehicles as often as not and this, at least, compared favorably.

"Well lesson learned I suppose," she said, feeling expansive and relaxed as the adrenaline of moments before fled her system. The question was a good one though. It was risky behavior which had cost the pirate his ship and his life and risk takers were not typically ship captains for long.

"It is possible," she said, sipping the glass of liquor this time rather than gulping it.

"That one of Gorlan's rivals tried to put us out of commission. They might not know the score but it is never a bad choice to put the boot in when you can. Sayeeda knew that from personal experience of course. When you were a woman, especially on the less civilized words, you needed to hit hard and keep hitting until people learned some manners. She wondered if they would be dodging the mans many enemies for the entire length of this job. She supposed that if it were easy then he wouldn't have needed to give up half a ship for it.

"We need to find a way to make some ready cash too, else we are going to be dependent on Gorlan even after the job is done."

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