You get a good start

You quickly loose track of time once the discomfort of the ship taking off and the jarring sensation in your stomach as the ship leaves the gravity of the planet and the lag before the artificial gravity kicks in along with the inertia dampeners, a fairly unpleasant experience made worse by the meal you ate not long before running into Jacque, but you focus on the work. Soon the worrying creaks and groans of the ship's hull under the strain of the quick acceleration and the drop in temperature, due to the cold vacuum of the all-encompassing void between the stars, become background noises like the pulsing humming of the engines which you mind filters as it focuses on your task at hand. You've never been a big fan of space travel, but as it became a necessity of your life you found ways to cope, the primary being to find something to do and get to it which works well if you have a task that isn't monotonous, your other favourite method is to find a means to tire yourself out enough by partaking in some enjoyable exercises with fellow crew or passengers, but that entailed it owns problems.

You sit in near silence having tuned everything out as you navigate through the various files on the holo-terminal, which is mostly scans of the containers but it seems they are shielded as it doesn't seem that any scans penetrated very far into the container. There are some technical drawings but the messages sent with them lead you to realize that they were done from out of date specifications and some guess work, so are less than reliable, and not much help, however, the crowning glory of the unhelpful files was your predecessor's ramblings which he even went through the effort of recording in vid form and within the first few minutes you get confirmation that the guy was a complete idiot who had learned his skills from vid sites which might explain why he was stupid enough to try anything without even putting on gloves or any other safety equipment, after all the people in the tutorials weren't breaking into stolen devices, so didn't have to worry about leaving DNA evidence or booby traps, which explains the scorch marks. You delete the majority of the useless information, to ensure anything remotely useful would be easy to find, after that you quickly see if can access a few basic functions, and find that you have a manifest of the various tools and equipment for ship maintenance and you highlight a few items that you think might help deal with the booby traps, assuming that they all have the same, but you'll know that you won't have any trouble working them out.

With the contents of the holo-terminal all checked the next step of your work was to check the quality of the tools you had, which were strewn about the desk, and quick study of them and you find that they are surprisingly high quality, and wonder if Jaque might let you keep them, or at least help get you some of your own, but that will have to wait as you move on to the container on the floor as you study. You reckon your best bet would be to try and see if you could try and interface with the electronic security measures first as they'll be what's keeping any traps armed, and while you're no hacker, if you can find the information on the circuitry you should be able to work out if the container is trapped, if it rearms after use, and more importantly if you can bypass it with you low tech solutions. In your mind it doesn't matter how complex the security protocols are, they all need power to function, so providing it doesn't completely seal itself shut, which most people avoid as one power cut could cause a hell of an inconvenience which if the containers are being used in a word without a reliably established power grid or in a combat zone where power might intentionally be cut or required for more vital use. Your solution is rather simplistic you even bypass the electronic locks by overloading them with power, or draining them of power.

Now of course the electronic system will be protected from an amateurish attempt, such as the best you could manage, to gleam such information, however most lock boxes like these need to be serviced and while the holo interface might not be too forthcoming with relatively simplistic equipment, such as maintenance scanners and you'll be able to know which wires connect to what components and what you can do to break them, once again it seems all the tips and tricks you've picked up doing mechanic work aboard ships was paying off you think to yourself as you stand up and stretch your limbs which complain as you **** them to move after being still for much longer than you thought.

"Well, you haven't managed to fry yourself yet, so that's a good start." Viper says suddenly as you jump slightly and turn around to face her, as you curse yourself for getting too caught up and dropping your guard and being snuck up on so easily.

"Yeah, you'd have to be a moron to go prodding a lock without dealing with the electronic locks first, that's asking to get yourself zapped." You reply with a smile as you straighten out the miserable gray jumpsuit, the outfit your smart fiber clothes got stuck in when you were leaving the planet, although its the first time you've seen the full effect of the dreary outfit in its full splendor, and feel a tinge of depression .

"Yeah, but the moron at least had some good tools by the look of it, or maybe at least expensive given how bad he was with them." Viper says with a laugh as she picks up one of the titanium probes and gives it a cursory look before putting it back.

"Well, thankfully expensive also translated into good quality this time." You reply as you head over to the hygiene area and wash your hands.

"Well, who knows maybe his misfortune can be your fortune, not like the previous owner is in any state to reclaim them." Viper says as opens up a storage locker.

"He isn't dead is he?" You ask as you scrub your hands.

"What, oh no he's alive but got his dumbass caught trying to break into a lawman's patrol ship while he was off his head on some local spores or some other crap." Viper says with a laugh. "Lucky for us they though his ass was so dumb that when he tried to sell us out they wrote it off as bullshit he was making up. So yeah his ass is in a penal colony on some godless moon orbiting one of those core worlds."

"Don't you guys want the tools?" You ask as you shut off the water, as it drains away to be separated, purified a few times before it's pumped back into the system thankfully you two two separate systems so you knew the waste water would be separated from the water used for drinking.

"Nah, not like any of us could use them, and don't think we'd get much selling them anyway, but ask Jacque if you're unsure it's his boat." Viper says as she hands you a towel from the storage locker.

"Thanks." You say as you take the towel. "So did you come in the see how I was getting on, or need me for something?" You ask as you put the towel on a nearby clip to keep it secure if gravity is lost.

"Oh yeah, I was supposed to fetch you for.... whatever the hell meal it's supposed to be." Viper says with a shrug. "I lose track of the ship time, and well the meals are all the same, and well sleep is kind of an as and when possible."

"Sounds good to me." You say as you finally notice how hungry you were.

"Great stuff, we'll follow me and I'll give you a tour on the way." Viper says as she leads you out.