Dark Matter

11

The next day after the crew blew up the freighter, Two, Six, and One were all gathered in the bridge telling the crew's handler what happened. He isn't taking it very well. Though Seven doesn't really care that he's not taking it well, their handler, Tabor, is a pig, and a terrible person. So she doesn't really care whether or not he's taking the news of them blowing up the freighter up because of those infected people being aboard, well.

Once they were finished, everyone was gathered in the mess hall to eat and discuss what Tabor had said to them. Two was not pleased about what he had to say, and frankly Seven wasn't either. Tabor was hired to give them that job because Ferrous Corp wants them dead. Not because he was giving them a routine job no one else would do.

"I'm not buying it," Two announces to the crew.

"What do you mean?" One asks.

"If he really wanted us to get that ship, he would've warned us about the virus, so we could have at least gone in prepared."

"You're saying he wanted us to fail?" Six asks.

Two scoffs, "Ferrous wants out heads, right? Maybe they offered him something to take us out."

"Perhaps, he thought he could win either way. If we succeed, he gets the salvage. If we're killed, Ferrous pays him off," Four says entering the conversation.

"You know what the real problem is?" Six asks. "Even is all this is true, he's still the closest thing we have to a friend."

"Pig," Seven whispers to herself, thinking about Tabor.

It goes quiet. Six is right. Even if Tabor was payed to bump them off, but succeeded in whether they lived or died, the only one they can get money from, or help from, or anything they need to get information, he is the only one they can go to. Being wanted criminals isn't so good when you're running out of money, and missing all your memories from your life that everyone else knows. A few seconds of quiet go by before One changes the subject.

"What's our supply situation?"

Two answers, "Bad, bordering on desperate. We've got enough fuel to reach the outer colonies. There's not much law there, so we'd probably be safe. But we don't have enough food. We'd have to go back in the stasis pods to even make it that far."

Three has a problem with that, and jumps right in to the conversation. "After what happened last time, not a chance."

"And what would we do when we get there?" Four asks. 

"Find some work, if we're lucky. If not, sell the ship."

"Which is what I have been saying from the start, thank you very much."

"You said you'd never do that," One says walking up to Two.

"Believe me, I don't want to but I'm starting to think that we may not have a choice."

Seven shakes her head. Going into stasis seems like it could be a bad idea, finding work on the outer colonies would be way to hard, and selling the ship would not be good for any of them. I mean all of them except for Five and her are criminals, so selling their ship would probably put a target on their backs, and with them split up, anything could happen. Seven doesn't want anything to happen to her friends, but with what Five was thinking, it seemed that they could have a chance in not having to partake in any of the options Two listed.

... 

Five volunteered to build some sort of mind probe, so that she could look at everyone's memories inside her head, to try and figure out the code to the vault door.  Five wants to try and help the crew so that nothing bad will happen. Seven, unlike everyone else, didn't go into the infirmary to be with Five when she went into her head. She knows that nothing bad is going to happen when she goes in this time... her vitals might spike a bit from the memories, but she'd be ok. So instead, she stayed in her room reading a book she stole from Six.