Seems to be a saying out here in the black, that all's fair in love and war. And sayin' that, I apologise in advance if you feel the need to shoot me.

Just a pilot doing what I can to get by, and sometimes that leads to salvaging what's been left lying around, taking ore from open stocks if the times are hard, running drugs when the law ain't looking, and might be shooting down some ships if the price is right. No objection to running more honest work if the pay is good, but usually... it ain't.

Ain't no angel of the skies for sure, and I'll hold my hand up to that. But I don't run cryin' to Momma when my ships in pieces after some pilot with a swifter mind catches me with my hand in the cookie jar. And I won't ever take down another pilots pod, ain't gonna be no murderers mark on my conscience no matter how much they claim we're all just reborn good as new.

o/