Decan and Len-Su slipped on their coats as they headed to the airlock. The coats were deceptive, lined with armored plates. The plates may not stop a bullet, but then again, they might.<br/><br/>The two paused at the airlock where they were met by Scrubs and Meat. Meat was a burly guy, but deceptively gentle. He was the crew's medic. Scrubs was... well, Scrubs was whatever they needed him to be. Cook, cleaner, cargo handler. Too bad he wasn't also a mechanic.<br/><br/>"Lock it up behind us, Meat," the captain ordered. "We'll go ahead and make sure it's safe. Len-Su will come back to give you the all clear, got it?"<br/><br/>The two men nodded as Decan an Len-Su passed through the airlock. They heard the hiss behind them as Meat engaged the lock. Decan walked with his hand on his revolver.<br/><br/>"I have a bad feeling about this one, Su. Keep your eyes open."<br/><br/>The small Asian man nodded. If he'd had hackles, they'd be standing up.<br/><br/>The pair passed through the lock on the other end. "Let's get it over with," sighed Decan as the inner door opened and they saw Kage standing there alone.