<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/nd9bXT7.png)</div>The ship groaned as Dunn forced the ship out of light speed, and the lights of hyperspace gave way to a soaring view of Centares. As he scanned his equipment, Dunn cursed under his breath- his scanners picked up an Imperial cruiser, which would only spell out more trouble for them. Knowing their pursuer was only moments behind, he hit the ship's intercom again.<br/><br/><em>"We've got an Imp cruiser to port ahead of us, and an unknown tail behind us,</em>he began.<em>"While I'm dying for a payout, I certainly do not mean to do that literally. We're gonna have to space the pod, and hope that whoever's behind us is more interested in it than us. From there, we're going to have to make this look normal- don't want the Imps wondering what we're up to, so we're going to make a detour down to Muracie for a day or so, maybe make sure our latest 'acquisition' can recover, and then we'll be back on our way to Anaxes before you can say 'please don't shoot I'm a tax-paying citizen,' which I am very nearly certain no one on this ship is."</em>