Adventure!

Keeping his weapon trained on the pirates, Logic makes his way towards the generators. He wants to put himself between his opponents and the vital machines. If they'll cooperate he wants them to come down one by one so he can apprehend and restrain them.

If they resist, he'll slice through their rappelling lines with his laser and let the fall take care of them.

Logic contemplates the curve of the reactor chamber for a moment, estimates a trajectory, and leaps off the catwalk, surfing down the curve of the reactor chamber to a point between the pirates and the generator before raising his weapon to cover them from a second angle.

Robo-Barbie replies, "This is what was available in my size."

Looks at the older woman. Surely, by striking a conversation she can learn what they are expected to accomplish."We are late," she says notably unapologetically, "to compensate for the delay of the group at Coupler 1. So they’re on track, but as you say, we’re off by ten minutes.

"What issues do you foresee?" she starts, intent on asking follow-up questions simply meant to elicit information. As long as the Pirates think she and McGunner are pirates too, it seems likely the real pirates can be thwarted non-violently.

Logic watches the pirate careen down the curved wall of the generator chamber before crashing to a halt.

"Are you injured?" he asks the hapless saboteur. "I'm not going to say that this kind of mishap always attends criminality, but in your case I hope you'll grant that the correlation is suggestive."

With Abara's help, he sets to restraining and disarming the pirates before reading them their rights per the Federation Restraint, Rehability, and Reintegration Program.

Abara pops out his communicator: "Helmsman Steed, do you read? Seems there is a ship approaching. Are you able to identify the vessel?"

"Envoy Biggs," says Logic, holstering his weapon now that the pirates are restrained, "these detainees must be processed according to F.R.R.R.P regulation, but if the approaching vessel proves hostile the Raptor will need its pilot. I trust you to care for them with all the diligence they're owed under federation protocol." Logic starts scrambling back up the ropes towards the ship's hull.

"Oh, and tell the human helmsman to warm up the engines and..." Logic hesitates, "I wouldn't usually trust a human pilot to perform such delicate maneuvers so close to a jump ring, but our situation is precarious already, so tell them to warm up the engines and rendezvous with me at the airlock."

Robo_Barbie replies to the lady pirate, "It’s refreshing to me that you are being honest, as your microexpressions confirm. Being an android, my program forced me to be honest," she lies, "and since concerns are being aired, which concern your safety, I should air some concerns of my own.

"When we cut the power, the effect will be catastrophic for anyone within a light minute. As an android, I can survive loss of oxygen or the vacuum of space. But it is likely that none of the pirate groups will survive this.

"Furthermore, shutting down the gate means there will be no new ships to steal from." She looks to the Abayan, then the lady. "This does not seem like a plan intended for your gain, even if you do survive the immediate effect of the shutdown." This is the truth, as are her next words, "My main objective is to keep everyone alive."

As an android, she probably should not care whether people live or die. Caring should be impossible for her. Yet, she believes she does care.

Abara reads the pirates their rights as per F.R.R.R.P regulation, non-chalantly interspersing the sermon with sublime interrogation, a diplomatic and non-intrusive technique he picked up from his alien father.