"Alright, will do. Also, ship not boat. Ships carry boats, but boats do t carry ships." He started exploring the ship and taking whatever catches his fancy. "Seeing as how no one else can really object, I'll find you the fanciest, most expensive scroll I can find," he said as he floated to the Deluxe Megasuite and held up his scroll. Seeing as how the highest paying customers get this one, there was a multiPIN lock. He taped the scroll to the sensor and let it bruteforce the code. Thankfully, the program recorded when it got a right number and that made the progress considerably faster.
After he "reclaimed" the expensive tech, he found a map and headed to the bridge. As he went, he passed by the airlock he had ripped open. "Heh. 'Permission to Dock?' Accepted. Not that'll do anything, but whatever." He made his way to the bridge and hacked the door open which took considerably longer than it should have. "Aight, I'm in the bridge and- oh god I'm going to be sick." The captain hadn't died semi-peacefully after passing out. No, that'd be too easy. Instead, he had his throats ripped out, eyes gouged and stomach cut wide open with a knife still inside. And he probably spent his last bit of air futility screaming in pain in an empty vacuum. "Okay, I trained as an assassin and this is way too much. You give your target a quick, painless death by neck snap. This is… a prolonged, painful one and a disgrace to assassination."
After he "reclaimed" the expensive tech, he found a map and headed to the bridge. As he went, he passed by the airlock he had ripped open. "Heh. 'Permission to Dock?' Accepted. Not that'll do anything, but whatever." He made his way to the bridge and hacked the door open which took considerably longer than it should have. "Aight, I'm in the bridge and- oh god I'm going to be sick." The captain hadn't died semi-peacefully after passing out. No, that'd be too easy. Instead, he had his throats ripped out, eyes gouged and stomach cut wide open with a knife still inside. And he probably spent his last bit of air futility screaming in pain in an empty vacuum. "Okay, I trained as an assassin and this is way too much. You give your target a quick, painless death by neck snap. This is… a prolonged, painful one and a disgrace to assassination."