Two dagger ships approach the liner stuck inside an asteroid.
"Whoa.. how do you think this sort of thing happens?"
"Don't know. Don't care. But let's go check it out."
"Right."
The two small crafts enter through separate airlocks that seem to have been made by its inhabitants. The two pilots exit their ships, then head for the main hallway leading towards the bar. Both are wearing typical freeport clothing, but conceal most of themselves with a dark cloak. Upon seeing the entrance to the bar, the two pilots look at each other, then back at the entrance.
"Is this it?"
"Yes... Let's go."
The two enter, and take a moment to look at everyone in the bar. After about a minute of them staring at room, they take a seat at one of the tables and continue to stare, but every so often glancing at their arm.
