Nickels and Nails

[Zapp]

The course from Tau 29 to Omicron Gamma was disputed. There were two routes, each very different, each with their own hazards. Instead of arguing it over comms, the duo landed on Freeport 6 and took it to the bar, after ordering the IFFs and IDs on their ships changed to "Freelancer" (in a shady business transaction, of course). It was a booth shoved away in the corner of the bar, in the shadows. They sat facing each other, drinks untouched in front of them. Nails began.

"We could swing up through Omicron Alpha and down through Eta, Theta, and into Gamma. It's short..."

"Yeah, and also passes one of the most hotly contested systems in Sirius, Omicron Eta. Freakin' Corsairs and Outcasts are blowing each other to bits in there!"

"Yeah? The other way is to go back through Bretonia, and swing low through the Omegas. Not only do we pass the Bretonia/Kusari front again, we get to pass through the Hessians and Corsairs blowing each other up, too. And you forget, despite our Freelancer identification, we're still in stolen Kusari ships."

"I still don't think going through Outcast turf is the brightest idea, bro..."

"Me too," Josh sighed, taking a pull from his drink, then setting it back down with a grimace. "But it's the only viable option right now."

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