This was getting better and better. In an ironical sense, of course. Now Senti experienced firsthand the downside of being on a station that was notorious for its lawlessness. After she had followed that weasel - he might not look like one, but he certainly behaved that way - to what he considered temporary safety he now casually revealed the next level of probelms they would face. As she listened to him she could not help but roll her eyes in a slightly exasperated gesture.<br/><br/>Senti put her hands to her hips and with an unwavering gaze looked at him - or rather bored into him - sternly. "What else have you _forgotten_ to tell me? That is your last chance to come clean before I walk out and you can go looking for someone else to do your dirty work. What opposition will I have to take out so you can get your grubby hands on that dead guys stuff? And why should the others even know it was us who looted this warehouse?" She paused a bit "Ah, sure, that brute I just knocked out but left alive..."<br/><br/>She was a little agitated, as she felt the guy opposite her was trying to play her, but even so she started to notice the first sign of the urges beginning to stir. Had it really been that long already? Damn it...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>