Becketts node didn't have a true day night cycle like man stations effected, it maintained its ambient illumination and ran a sol standard clock but it wasn't much more than a reference. In such a sitatuion there wasn't really a 'off time' but the pub did seem a little less packed than Sayeeda remembered it the night before, to the extent she could remember it in any case. She slid up to the bar and ordered a whiskey sour and a plate of spiced fungus. It had been along time since she had eaten and her body demanded the calories. A few minutes before a second round was necessary Taya slid up to the bar looking a little furtive. 

"That took longer than expected," Junebug commented motioning for the girl to sit down. Taya nodded quickly and snatched up the last few pieces of fungus with relish.

"I tried to walk out like you said but just as I was getting to the door one of them shouted for me to stop. I ran for it." The girl sounded scared of having made the wrong move. Which was a foolish thing to be afraid of considering the mess they were in.

"As my old company commander used to say, when in doubt, get the fuck out," Junebug told her with an encouraging smile. Words to live by.

"So what exactly is going on?" Junebug filled Taya in on who the so called rescue had gone of the rails while Taya told the tale of the firefight in the the hanger. Once they had caught up the conversation turned to their next move.

"I don't really see an option other than taking control of the station, a risky bet, or shooting our way through a bunch of renta-cops just doing their jobs," Junebug concluded. She had done worse things than gun down a bunch of would be police in her career but only by accident. Well mostly by accident.

"The Highlander is secured by several heavy duty docking arms, I could probably hack them given enough time," Taya speculated.

"We could just blow them with the demo we have on the ship," Sayeeda agreed, "but it still leaves us killing or incapacitating a bunch of cops."

"Too bad we couldn't go to Cheng for help, if he is some sort of mob boss like you say," Taya said. Cheng clearly had enough drive and enough clout to think he could get away with bombing the system police. A man like that might be able to help them out but the didn't have much leverage they could use to... Sayeeda suddenly sat up straight.

"Fuck asking him for help, lets snatch the prick and sell him to the cops for a ticket off this orbiting poker chip."

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