You are away!

"Well, that was one hell of a thing," Elena exhales.

“We almost died, El!" you protest.

"And it was one hell of a thing," she answers.

"Riiight," you exhale, as you realize you can finally calm down a bit.

"What are we going to do now?" you ask.

"Well, we certainly don't want to anger the authorities further. So let's start with some planets that are also not so friendly with them," Elena says.

"Our first stop could be Alescia. It is a desert planet at the fringes, home to some local miners, some gangs, some corporations, you get the picture. If we put down the Grace between the dunes, we could make a couple deals here and there. Easy. Just don't mind the heat and the possibility of getting lost in the sand."

"What about some other planet?" you ask.

"We could go to Helcion IV. Technically it is an ocean planet, but the zetans made a bunch of cities that float on the water like small continents. Thing is, the whole place got hijacked by a group of powerful female **** owners a while ago, and up to this day, the other zetan planets have done nothing about it. So yeah: we could be safe here. Lots of jobs, lots of contacts, just mind the fact that there are some local customs that we might break without us knowing it."

"Any other option?" you ask.

"We could also try Jafar Station. It is an outlaw place filled with gangsters. But in turn it is also governed by them. If a gang makes a scene, their members have to leave for good. And that gives us a relative zone of safety. Just make sure not to get in places that just happen to be outside local jurisdiction."

"Looks like all of these have their ups and downs," you determine.

"Just like everything in life," Elena shrugs.

Choices…

Choices…

Choices…