Thanks Chrono, glad you enjoyed it. Kudos to everyone who showed up! Took us a while to get rolling, but it all worked out well enough in the end.
Anyway, moving on to the exciting stuff.
Debrief
Result: Rogue Victory
Outcome
Beer flowed freely on Beaumont that night. The raid had been a greater success then even the eternally optimistic Sarah McFarlen could have hoped for. The Rogues had returned in the early hours of the station's morning, and since then Junker ships had been scurrying back and forth between the trade lane and the base nonstop, heavily laden with the scrap that was all that remained of McCreary's escort. None of them had seen fit to collect the lawmen's escape pods. After all, the police had other ships for that. No point diverting useful resources on a job that would be done anyway, and it offered a handy blind spot.
Celebrations had continued well into the night, freshly freed Rogues relishing their new lease on life in the time-honored manner of their predecessors. Beaumont's stock controller found himself having to double the liquor order for the following month, just to recover supplies. One resident was on the verge of reporting a corpse, sporting Rogue insignia, outside his room until it rolled over and vomited in his shoe. Considering Rogue parties; however, the event was relatively tame, with most participants vowing to return to the lanes in the following weeks.
McCreary herself hung from Beaumont like some exotic bloodsucking fish, straight from a Manhattan nature documentary. The mess of mooring lines and airlocks bridging the ship and station only added to the image in Sarah's mind. Fuel had been pumped into the ship constantly since their return, save a brief jam when a Junker had forgotten to secure one of the pipes. The resulting high-pressure leak had nearly blasted a Bloodhound off the hanger deck.
Leak or no, the ship would be ready to fly in a few hours. She would be gone long before the LPI came looking. They'd probably assume the Liner was dust. She didn't have any plans to correct that assumption. Sarah smiled and returned to her flight plan, twirling a pencil.