[i]The display monitor on the ship shows everyone the opening of the hanger, revealing an endless void of blackness and stars before you. Rico seems eager to get moving, though there was a nonchalance to him, as if all he needed to see was the image of space to feel right at home. He sets coordinates to the Garneki Station, merely 0.57261 Light Years from your current location and sets the flight plan. "I'm not as intimate in detail on this job of yours as say...well you guys. But I'm pretty certain the ship is the main payment and they'll add a bit more for your trouble to keep you from bailing." Rico informs all three of you as you two forge the documents. 

Your journey is uneventful, smooth sailing throughout. In fact it lasts merely fifteen minutes, moving at around 0.001% of your optimal speed with your lightspeed engines. Jumping out of hyperspace, you three see a vast installation, somewhat similar to the one you just left, at least in overt style. The shape of the architecture looks somewhat like a slowly spinning top, with your destination being on the very, very bottom. Rico flies you in effortlessly, speaking to the comm once you're hailed and using a guest's landing code which gives you a limited window to 'park.' Clearly he's done this before and it's lucky you lot recruited him. 

You fly in closer and slide into a far more sophisticated hanger than the one you just left. It's guarded by a shield of energy that allows ships to fly in and out seamlessly without exposing anyone within to the void of space beyond. As you park, you get a quick glance of your surroundings on the display. You are located in subsection B16 of the station, with five spots to land in but three are already filled up. You see two Hedgemony troopers casually walking across the inner railing, with various engineers and utility workers milling about fulfilling tasks that would no doubt bore you. 

At the very left of the hanger, after you climb the stairs to the walkway, is the entrance to the Station proper, guarded by two more SDO's (Stationary Defense Officers). [/i]

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You are now in the belly of the beast. What is your first course of action?