The Lucky Penny

[Zapp]

The Navy gunboat was left in the dust, and the debris field was an effective screen to keep the cumbersome ship from pursuing too far. The Navy, however, was quite obviously upset at this. The Junker, once autopilot was set for Rochester once again, turned around in her chair and let out a sigh of relief. That was likely the most danger she had been in since she had been aboard an escape pod around that wreck when she was a baby. Not a good place, though she didn't remember it at all. She had heard about it though.

Time to check on our cargo she thought to herself, getting up and walking down to the cargo bay.

It was a spacious affair - the Junkers made sure they had as much cargo space as possible, with more than a few hidden nooks and crannies to stash "less than legitimate" goods.

Three large crates, which had been effortless to move in 0g, laid on the floor. It would take a fork lift and some heavy machinery to move them now, so she had to hope that no one decided to scan her cargo hold. Walking to the first one, she popped the latches and took a plasma drill to the lock, eventually cutting through. It was made of tought stuff, as it took several minutes of work to even open one.

Once she did though, she saw it was all worth it. She gasped, and took a step back. It was... beautiful...