Kade landed in the trash with a graceless thud but rolled to her feet with a haste that would have given even her most dour instructors a momentary smile. She let her new found ally deal with the incoming attackers and instead wrenched at a grate that covered a large opening in the ancient streetway. THe metal was old and brittle but stubbornly refused to budge. With a snarl of frustration she pulled a six inch cutting bar from her belt, thumbed the device to live and slashed the grate open with a shower of sparks and a metallic clatter.

"Going," she snapped to the mercenary and then slid feet first into the opening. Undertown was composed of a network of old tunnels and cabling substations which had been part of the original colony. Over the years though, the expanding needs of the corporations had made the old infrastructure redundant and new conduits for power and other such necessites had been laid, leaving the old to be stripped by scavangers. When their was little left of value it became a haunt for the homeless, for gangs, and for those who for whatever reason didn't want to be found. Tunnels had been added, excavations made, until it became an unmapped warren that coperate security didn't have the faintest notion of how to approach. In short, it was the perfect place to hide out.

After a particularly heated exchange of fire her mercenary ally slipped into the tunnels behind her. Kade hurridedly clamped a laser tripped stun grenade to the inside of the tunnel wall and they were away, twisting and turning through the depths of the city. After a while they came across habitations of sorts. Ragged men and women cooking meat on open fires, slack looking drug addicts slumped in the larger corridors, even a few rudimentary shops. Kade found the shop she was looking for and slipped inside. The room must once have been a hydro station but the rusted pipes had been painted in a variety of strange murals. Junk equipment of all sorts lay scattered around in haphazard piles. Along one wall a shallow bar shelter the proprietor who watched to make sure no one absconded with the trash without payment.

"Thank you for getting me out of there," she said when she was sure they were beyond earshot.

"My name is Kade."