Pedro exited the bridge, deciding that his services were clearly unnecessary. Frankly, he had better things to do than command starships, anyway. Still, he would have to remember to kill Arhra later for this mutiny. Probably through the use of some convoluted series of deathtraps awaiting her in a secret underground lair buried deep beneath the Mojave Desert. But that was for another time.
Pedro looked down at the datapad in his right hand, displaying the status of the little device he had hooked up to the main power relay system. Steadily charging up its batteries, the device would soon be ready for use in his final gambit. Whatever shape Raiden was in, this would certainly at least put a hurt on him.
Yes, the end was nearing on this little adventure, one that would most certainly mark his first and last journey with this group of..... people. Granted, there was always the possibility of seeing some of them again should they feel the need to interfere in any of his future plans, but other than that he would be happy to be rid of them.
Still, there was one last contingency to deal with. Entering a small office of sorts, Pedro sat down at the large computer workstation that was mounted to the wall. POS had managed to hide away the large sum of cash that he had collected over the course of this adventure, as well as create dummy duffel bags hidden in all sorts of places that would do unspeakable things to whomever might attempt to steal them, so don't even try goddammit. Still, there was one last person that might inevitably cause a problem for him in the near future, and that person needed to be stopped.
Activating the terminal, Pedro entered in a bit of code for Rei's later reference before bringing the video recording system online. If all goes well, the message would be delivered automatically once the current crisis had been averted.
"Hello me," POS greeted the future viewer cheerfully, "Meet the real me...."
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Either you're dead or my watch has stopped.
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