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

[Carthrat]

"I got another ship," replies Carthrat, shrugging. "Hopefully we'll be able to use it without tossing it out this time."

[Anastasia]

A murmur of agreement as you reach your ship, the rather metallic and dim docking bay giving way to the...pretty much the same stolen shuttlecraft. Tir is inside, giving both of you a quick once over.

"What was all that about," he asks simply, interested.

[Carthrat]

"A waste of time and too much beauacracy," replies Carthrat. "Have you got our junk unloaded?"

[Anastasia]

"Just about," he grunts, turning his full attention to you. "Are the both you about ready?"

[Carthrat]

"No!" replies Carthrat, cheerily. "Shall we be off?"

[Anastasia]

Tir just blinks at you once, before dismissing it. "Guess so," he finally says, stepping up. "Lead the way to your new ship, Carthrat."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat stalks off towards his new ship. "Well, it should be loaded up and everything. With any luck, we'll get a clean path out."

[Anastasia]

"Still going to leave tomorrow," Tir asks, as Rachel lingers by Carthrat's side. The dull elevator passes by, to the more serene and pleasing trade center.  It's nearly dusk by it's timing, even little street lamps coming on.

Such a try at a planetside view. It's not even a bad try.

[Carthrat]

"Probably. I still need to buy a gun," notes Carthrat. "These plasma rifles just don't put out the way I need them too.

And they're so damned *big*! I mean, dude. You've got a better chance of smuggling an elephant past an ivory hunter than getting these through an airport."

[Anastasia]

"Get us to our new s hip and get going, then," Tir notes, as Rachel yawns and slowly leans on Carthrat. She looks on the border of dozing off... Glancing over at that, Tir starts to smirk, before just turning away. "'Sides, you can bring back dinner."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat snorts. "Whatever," he replies, starting to walk back to the hidden shipyard.

[Anastasia]

It's a short trip to the dock from here. Tir goes on, while Rachel half stumbels the rest of the way. On arriving in the hidden little spaceport, "So that's it," Tir eyes it, carefully. "You were right, Rat. How the hell did that end up around here?"

[Carthrat]

"Don't know. You're on bugging detail," says Carthrat, grinning. "Get searching."

[Anastasia]

"Yeah, fuck you too," he snorts, laughing a bit. "I'll get Rachel inside first, at least - don't take too long with dinner. I'm hungry." Reaching out and helping the almost asleep girl away from 'Rat, he leads her to the door. "Oh, what's the entry code?"

[Carthrat]

"26725570199233HJLM6ABG9@#," replies Carthrat.

"I think it's stuffed, change it to something nicer."