<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/cCq51HJ.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Trishna Chaudhari<br/><strong>Location</strong>:  Cockpit<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Cargo pants, tank top, heavy boots.<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Swearing, Flying<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"We can stick our noses in someone else's business or we can keep flying and wait for work."  Trish answered in a distracted tone, her eyes still unfocused.  It was always strange to her to hold a conversation while in VR, to talk to people who weren't there.  "I assume we piss off both the locals and whoever sent that message if we get involved though, no one is going to be happy if we make off with their valuable cargo and data."  Still, she shifted the course towards Hoyd-13.  They didn't have another destination, and until they did it was as good a place to head as any.