Robin turned to Cake as she explained her contribution to Robin's part of the plan. When Cake had finished Robin blinked twice and smiled at her. Robin asked, "[color=00aeef]Has anyone told you that you're awesome?[/color]" Robin nodded and said, "[color=00aeef]Thanks for your help and looking ahead.[/color]" Robin looked at Rod and replied, "[color=00aeef]If the fate if the universe depended on me crawling under you...[/color]" Robin shook her head and said, "[color=00aeef]Well everyone it was good run. Hope you all had fun.[/color]" With that Robin finished the last of her chai-latte, and then pressed a button on the wall. A hole opened in a wall at the far end of the room from everyone else. Robin had her empty cup balancing in her hand as she brought up to her head. She then shot it as though it was a basketball from across the room. The cup landed in the hole and Robin pressed the button closing the hole. Robin turned back to the crew and under her breath she said with a smile, "[color=00aeef]The shootout champion still reigns supreme.[/color]"

As she walked back to the display the smile faded from her face. Robin was now going into what she called "[i]Pre-strike mode[/i]." Her senses and focus were "[i]all business[/i]" she wouldn't smile again until the mission was done. Robin highlighted six of the eight ovals and said, "[color=00aeef]I'll take care of these six units towards the back of the ship. If I try to do all eight their AI will know something is up. Even if I do a slow release of the gas[/color]." She turned to Nick and said, "[color=00aeef]Not to mention Captain, Pirates are scavengers and gutter trash, but they aren't stupid. Especially their Captains, they have better than average survival instincts.[/color]" Robin let out a slow exhale as she said, "[color=00aeef]ISA underestimated a Pirate crew once, and we lost 12 people that day.[/color]" Under her breath she said, "[color=00aeef]It should've been thirteen.[/color]" Just then she felt a slight twinge of pain in her lower back. Robin knew it was psychosomatic, but the pain was real for her. She rubbed the right side of her lower back feeling the scars through her uniform.  

Taking a deep breath she turned back to the crew and said, "[color=00aeef]Again I speak from first hand experience, if they figure out something is up they'll kill the hostages...[/color]" she snapped her fingers and said, "[color=00aeef]just like that. Probably shove them out of the airlock, but they will try to take us alive.[/color]" Walking towards Nick, Robin said with great focus, "[color=00aeef]An ISA Captain and those of us in here would be far more valuable to the slave market than those hostages.[/color]" She then turned her attention back to the crew and said, "[color=00aeef]All those stories you heard at the Academy about what they do to their prisoners...[/color]" Robin shook her head said, "[color=00aeef]Trust me on this, those stories are nothing compared to reality. I've seen them actually give prisoners blood transfusions. Just so they could keep them alive to continue torturing them. Don't underestimate them or their cruelty[/color]."   

Robin walked back to the wall where she had been leaning against. She leaned against it and was now in deep thought about the nerve agent she was going to be creating. Her mind was already balancing the compounds and elements, and mixing and matching potential compounds for the antidote that the crew would need. The one thing she wasn't going to mention was handing out cyanide pills in case the mission failed. Robin wanted to but she felt she had said enough on the subject of what could go wrong...for the moment.

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