"Well that was just unfriendly," Jocasta commented. She holstered her energy pistol and turned to give Neil a stern look, hands on hips. Neil paused from going through the one of the dead gunman's pockets. He cocked an eyebrow in question.

"What did I do?" he demanded.

"This is the second time you have got burning people smell all over my ship!" she occured. Cygi appeared behind Jocasta waggling her finger at Neil in admonishment.

"Hey it is not my fault!" Neil objected, taking one of the bottles of liquor and taking a quick slug. Jocasta gave him a skeptical look and Neil went back to his looting. He made an aha sound and pulled a comlink from a pouch. It was a single use disposable model, meant for encrypted chatter between two points.

"Damn it is encrypted we cant...." Neil began but Jocasta snatched it out of his hand and plugged it into a data port in the wall. Cygni appeared over the pool table which was overlaid with a chessboard complete with a shadow opponent. Her hands moved so fast that they blurred to the eye, though Jocasta knew that the framerate was too high to allow for an actual visual blur. They raced through several chessgames at lightning speed before Cygi grabbed her opponents king. As she lifted it it swelled into the size of club which she used to cave in the skull of the simulated opponent.

"Ah encryption broken," Jocasta said with a smile at Neil's shocked impression. It was easy to think of Cygi as a basic assistant if you didn't know she had started life as a signals intelligence AI, more than a match for most civilian encryptions.

"Looks like an address in the lower station," Jocasta reported as the data flashed across her implants.

"Maybe someone else can fit the bill for cleaning out the burnt goon smell?" Neil suggested.