Isi was in the very modest, well, small and cramped, quarters she had taken on 'The Line' reading on her slab.<br/><br/>She had learned a lot about people and accents and passing as something you weren't from one of the con artists on the inside, as well as a guy she had found later on the outside. Only in her game it didn't do to stand still. If you did that the world would rush past and you would likely find yourself so far behind that winding up back in a cell would be almost inevitable. Or at least that was how it seemed to Isi.<br/><br/>The call had come in that they were to lift soon and she was strapped down to her bunk in readiness for it. Lift-offs were annoying she had decided, having been through a few already. It was something she would have to acclimatize to. Still, she was likely to be here a while, or at least if not here then somewhere like it, so she might as well just learn to enjoy it right?<br/><br/>Staying ahead was important. The police couldn't have any idea where she had vanished to, she had after all been very careful. Or at least, she thought she had. Then she had spotted those Talon bully boys asking around her old neighbourhood about her. How had the Talon's even found out about the job? Contacts inside the police? Well, it really didn't matter now, after all, she was away, there was no paper trail, the identity she had used to secure passage on this ship was a new one she should be free for a while.<br/><br/>Of course it could take six months or more for the heat to die off. She had paid for three months passage up front to 'See the verse', with more to come if she felt she needed to stay gone longer. She couldn't risk waving her old contacts back on the homeworld directly of course, yet there were ways around that.<br/><br/>The score, if she managed to reach that point, would potentially be... Well it could set her up for a very long time, if she was careful and headed out into the boonies. Only there was more heat on this job than she thought there was going to be, Trent had left news at the dead data drop a few days ago that someone with Alliance military plates on his car was sniffing around looking for her pretending to be ordinary police. Why in the holy hell would that be going on?<br/><br/>Still, she could worry about those things later. For now she could read and relax. Nobody knew where she was or who she was.