Roxborough groaned through her filter, lifting up her incinerator as the shop approached the surface. Turning to Jay, she said: "<em>Did that civvie just offer to bribe us with Company secrets? The kind of shit we'd get court-martialed for if they were found in our lockers? I guess this girl has it all figured out.</em>" She shook her head and put her hand on the safety clasp on the straps holding her tight. Glancing at the Rep, she rolled her eyes, seeing the woman still had that smirk on her face that she'd been carrying around the last twenty minutes or so. This was one mission she would bet she wouldn't enjoy a second of.<br/><br/>Looking up when the voice sounded off on the radio, she wondered at the message. No two-way radio contact for days, and now someone hails them as if it were Situation: Normal. This whole god damned mess was getting more and more fucked up by the minute.