Neil's jaw dropped like an anvil, dumbfounded for once. But after he collected himself, he found he couldn't even be mad. She tricked him. He shook his head and smirked. "How dare you," he said jokingly, and smiled when she squeezed his hand. He squeezed back, and as she walked away, Taya leaped out of her cover and it did not surprise Neil in the slightest. 
 
“What…” she began, brining a spoonful of pudding to her mouth with a sour expression, “A fucking tease.” 

"And yet it just fucking, makes her sexier." Neil replied wistfully, and decided to just lounge for a bit next to the monitor. She was the Captain, and he'd take first watch. 
[hr] 
3 days later. 

"Are you insane?" Taya asked seriously, glaring at Neil and looking at Junebug for support. "We can't go to Dioni III. It's an entire planet of smugglers and cutthroats." 

"We're already here," Neil replied, waving her off. "Look, we can't go to the authorities to sell a stolen fortune. We need a buyer of ill repute and this is the best place to look for one. As long as we're discreet and keep our wits and weapons about us, we'll be fine. I've had a few buddies come this way before. They left with their lives and some even got lucky at gambling." 

The moon hung before them, seemingly stationary in motion. It was an ecuminopolis; an orbital body covered in city. It relied entirely on imports from other worlds to survive, and since most of the galaxies underworld activities were done on, or were connected to Dioni III, there was never any shortage of patronage and tribute. If gave off the look of a chromatic green planet with rings of fire, the many lights on the planet, blazing in the darkness. Behind it was the true planet it orbited, Bracchus Prime. A planet of dense bogs and endless wetlands, where many of the criminal overlords held fiefs and criminals fought for bloodsport. 

There were no laws or regulations against drugs, violence, or immigrants (Xenos or otherwise) here. At least in a planetary sense. Each crime boss had different rules. The only universal rule was keep to the contracts you sign, but even then, it wasn't exactly enforced by any law enforcement. The Terran Imperials would have invaded and perhaps destroyed the moon years ago, if not for the fact it was a good way to keep the most unsavory criminal occupied, and that the Terran Imperials also conducted some business in its lower depths, off the record. 

"Might be able to find some more parts to fix up my mech too," Neil said aloud, flipping the switches to turn the planetary thrusters on and enabling the ship's signal to go unguarded so they could be hailed to land. Neil just needed to find a frequency that would match the one he sent out. 

[i]Rare mineral: Looking for buyer[/i].

They were redirected to sector 8, titled 'Traders Promenade.' Neil knew it by another name from reputation alone. 'Smugglers Den.' 
[@Penny]