[color=FFB435]”There were once good people on this ship, too, weren’t there? Take Anderson, for example. I mean, I only ever spent about five hours in total in the same room as he, but he didn’t seem bad. And now he’s gone, while the pirate, the [i]actual[/i] pirate, and the terrorist are still here.”[/color] she pointed at Yas and Dev, [color=FFB435]”So the bastards clearly don’t care about other people, then why should I? If they want me to be a criminal, might as well...”[/color]

[color=FFB435]”Aye, I noticed.”[/color] the engineer deadpanned, or the next best thing given her state, at Josk’s ‘Dumbies everywhere.’ comment, while looking straight at her. As she spoke, she found herself pulling away from the pilot, first just to keep her cards hidden, then to stay away from the pink, breathing booze barrel. Normally, she would’ve realized why she suddenly disliked the pilot less than she did twenty seconds ago, but at that point her brain hadn’t been firing on all cylinders for a few hours. [color=FFB435]”We [i][b]tried[/b][/i] to blow someone up in self defense after they attacked us…”[/color] Astrid raised an authoritative finger, [color=FFB435]”...and we got blown up in the process.”[/color] she downed another glass, [color=FFB435]”Damn Warden-class missile destroyers with their Swarmer launchers, lining every edge of the ship like fucking chickenpox.”[/color] the engineer grumbled. [color=FFB435]”But the worst thing we’ve done was dodging import tax, but that’s not something you get a death sentence like this for.”[/color] she gestured around them to make a point that the ship itself was the death sentence.

[color=FFB435]”How much do you actually know... about spaceflight, Josk?”[/color] Astrid inquired, suddenly curious what Yas found wrong with her plan on the theoretical level, ignoring the seven different ways it was fucked up in the morality area, [color=FFB435]”Do you know how... this... all works, or do you just slam your head on the controls and the magic sorta happens by itself? Is it… just me or is… is the Satasi witch doing her thing again?”[/color] she looked around the room, visibly confused. [color=FFB435]”This is the reason the old cap always wore an EVA suit for meetings with Satasi. Because they have no honor, no respect… no beer.”[/color]