[Salone]

"Squealing is a good way to wind up in that box. But I like the way you think. We definitely need something, and soon."

He stopped as he saw Julius' people had already beat him to his own ship, working quick to facilitate the repairs to his ship. The new gears looked rather slapped on, but they seemed amazingly almost done. A host of things that could go wrong ran through his mind, and were immediately forgotten about as he spied several other crates that had been brought on the repair run.. Grinning, he waved as he strolled past the repair crew. Amongst the chaos of crates containing parts, one or two boxes could easily go amiss, and not be missed too quickly.

Jack waited until the group had started to make a weld. Motioning to Omega, he mouthed to keep an eye on Julius' men. Under the cover of the light and noise, he quickly shoved the box amongst the various crates of trash in his own hold. Whistling to himself (Although there was no point as the sound of metal and sparks overpowered all), he mixed in his own random boxes to add to their own.

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"Well gents, it's been shiny."

Jack waved the crew off of his ship, hurrying to get off planet. He had started the engine sequence before they were finished with welding the gear covers back on, earning a few swears and nasty looks. Locking the cargo bay door shut, he quickly spun to flash a devilish grin to Omega.

"Let's get off planet and in to trouble, shall we?"