Junebug only nodded as Val-kan and his goons turned and headed out, boots clanking on the slightly rusted metal floor as they moved across the improvised hangar floor. Only once they had cleared her line of sight did she allow herself to relax and allow her hand to slide away from the butt of her submachine gun. 

"Alright," she said, "You can come on down." Even though she heard Niel moving behind her, she didn't take her eyes away from the hangar door until he reached her side. It had been a good decision to come so heavily armed, toughs like that understood only force and the threat of violence.

"Charming fellow," she said dryly.

"Booster, seal the ship and open it only for a voice print from myself or Neil," she commanded, her commo helmet queueing the circuit to the ships AI. She thought about it for a moment and added.

"Also anyone with the vocal code Junebug Six, if anyone does try to force entry into the ship, issue a verbal warning and if they dont desists light the plasma thrusters for thirty seconds." That would fill the confines of the hangar with roiling flames and free ions. It might not be instantly leathal to anyone trying to break into the ship but it would certainly make it impossible for them to continue the attempt.

"Alright, lets check out this lovely 'spirited' city," she said to Neil.

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