Braedug slowly came to consciousness, still seated inside the ventral turret. He yawned, and stretched his aching back. He climbed back into the main body of the Scrape Heap. It took Braedug a couple of minutes to fully remember all the events of the previous night. Braedug sighed, and searched around for the comlink. Braedug pulled it from one of his pockets, and flicked it on.

"Hey Dronas, it's Braedug, meet me at my ship. We need to talk,"