Fax Panther

You find Fax sitting against one of the cryo pods, staring at her hands while deep in thought. She seems to be thinking up of some kind of plan. She's one tough looking woman, though pretty in a way if she cared to flaunt it. It takes her a moment to notice you looking at her.

"Hey."

You say hey back.

"I might have a plan, though it's risky." She waits for you to nod in acknowledgement before continuing. "I think the best bet for us to get out of this alive is to shut down the central A.I. core and get a message out. We could use the maintenance chute in the hangar and make our way there."

You blink in surprise, and ask her how she knows the layout of the station. She hesitates for a moment, but then relents as she remembers the situation you and her are in.

"I may have brought some things onto the station in the past, things that would require discrete routes."

You raise an eyebrow and cross your arms.

"Yeah so I may have smuggled some stuff here before, but that's not important right now," she waves at you dismissively, "so what do you think? Should we get going and raise some hell? We might not make it, but it's not like we'd make it long if we don't act anyway."