Once they had gotten back to the ship, Zhi went right for the bridge, pointing down down the corridors for Ruby's sake. "Dorms are down there, engineering's there ...Bridge and most of the booze is there. We got a raid to plan." Taking a seat right at a console, the Aquanaut pried off his hardsuit's helmet and let his gearbag and pick onto the floor, leaning back in the chair with a sigh.
"Alright, I'm seeing two definates... One, we gotta scout the fetish market when the branches have their moot, get a bigger picture on how they're all dealing with each other... Two. We're only getting that server in a raid, and given this is N.L. HQ ...It's going to need to be big. So here's my idea." He gave a pause...
"We're going to be spending our budget on arms, Zoe's already ready to take on half this hab, but I can't support her with just a mining pick. We need to armor you too... I know you said you're not good with a gun but; no one expects you to make any trick shots... Can't be that hard to fuck up, shi? We're also going to need a metric shitton of mining explosives for a few dozen distractions to tie up their forces...Any questions so far?" He asked mid-swig from a flask, offering it to Ruby figuring his nerves might be a TINY bit frayed at this point.