Carthrat's journey into space - Round 3! Heaven or Hell!

[Carthrat]

Shit, this place isn't magic-trained. This is going to have reprecussions.. if they try anything with Rachel, I'll have to intervene..

Carthrat nervously fidgets, hoping for the best.

[Anastasia]

The inside security watches on, a brief conversation taking place between them. As Rachel rises, two come around her, speaking to her...Nodding once with a final glance down at the saved man, they lead her out back, along with the two prisoners.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat stalks after Rachel, intentionally making his presence felt; that coat casts a big shadow, after all.

"Hey! Are you allright?" he asks, loudly.

[Anastasia]

The entryway is blocked by three security men keeping order who aren't budging, but you can still get fairly close. Rachel glances up as she walks back, giving you a quick nod.

"Hey, don't stir it up or we'll haul you in," one of the security agents warns.

[Carthrat]

"When will she get out?" yells Carthrat, angrily. The nerve of these people!

[Anastasia]

With a rough shrug, "Hell if I know," the same security agent replies, blocky face uninterested. "If she was causin' trouble, it'll be onna labor ship."

[Carthrat]

"Where's the station?" demands Carthrat. "Where can I find out?"

[Anastasia]

"It's on the upper deck," he gestures upwards. "Have someone take you once things calm down."

[Carthrat]

"Right," mumbles Carthrat, turning around and asking some sap for directions.

[Anastasia]

On the opposite side as the dock lift, the upper areas lift is straight ahead. Or that's what the cynical older man whom you ask tells you, still paying more attention to the clean up than you.

At this point, the few remaining employees are being taken out, while the owner is having a slight row with the security agents.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat walks up to near the owner an eavesdrops on the conversation (making absolutely no effort to be inconspicuous).

[Anastasia]

Considering the state of things, they certainly don't stop for you.

"I don't care! You know how much this will take to fix! You're paying for it!" he shouts, the captain of the group sighing as the little, mustached man makes a scene.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat raises an eyebrow.

Sure, the guard had fired stun blasts, but they were stun blasts, not explosive things that make a mess. Shouldn't he be heckling to get the goons sued or something?

Well, it wasn't really his business, so he started heading towards the security post instead.

[Anastasia]

The security lift is a short walk away, the large thing unpainted and metallic. The upper decks are three interconnected floors of the station, with smaller elevators and escalators to take you about. This area is mostly plain and administrative, with no frills like an artificial sky.

Rather dull if anything.

Security seems to be on the third floor...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat mentally prepares himself for paperwork and beuarcracy as he continues to navigate his way towards the security joint.