Zanzarian Port: The Mezzo Stretch

At the very corners of the Mezzo Stretch, into a slightly more ratty part of town, there was a low security jail surrounded by cold stone walls and energy bars. There was an even amount of security personnel, but that wasn't needed when one of the best- Sich Karis- was sitting in front of one of the cells on a small stool, interrogating a rather nasty piece of work. He wasn't strong. Not by any means. Just annoying.

His cell walls weren't made of any stone, but a glowing green energy that felt solid and cool to the touch. Sich could see him clearly through this wall. And she made sure to give him her nastiest scowl.

"I don't learn languages as fast as the ustelu or the malemni, but I think we have a clear understanding that we don't like one another," said Sich in English, laying her hands on her knees. "So how about we just figure out what we're gonna do with you, ah?"

Aenanu had been nothing but argumentative, angry and violent since his sister had been taken. And getting shot in the knee hadn't helped. Being in a cell had made him feel trapped and agitated him even more. He hadn't spoken much in English once he hadn't gotten what he wanted. And his English was better than Essie's. As a military man from his planet, English had been something they learned for situations like this. Though they had no visitors to their planet, they knew that English was a common tongue in the universe.

"I want my sister. Get me my sister now! You can't keep me here! You better let me out." This time he spoke English, glaring at the person sitting on the other side of his cell. "You better not be doing anything to her or I'll kill you!" He growled once more.

"Why don't you try right now, sonny? You can't reach me through this cell, and because you're a rather unfortunate offworlder who crash landed into our city hall, I can keep you in here until your body starts to rot! I understand you may think I'm a woman under you, but right now? If you don't cooperate? This woman's gonna make you understand that I am a woman who's very well in a position TOWERING over yours, and I'll take that to stomp on your tiny ba-"

A hand wrapped around Sich's mouth before she got to finish. Shan plopped down beside her, tipping a raggedy cap atop his head. "Excuse my subordinate's hot head," he rasped with a smirk, effectively pulling up a disgruntled Sich from her seat with his hand still wrapped across her mouth. Her eyes widened in fury.

Subordinate? Who was a subordinate!?

"She's had a long day and needs some caffeine shots. Sich, be a dear and get me some while you're out? With a drop of hyperdorinate. Thanks, hon." He nudged the woman quickly out of the hallway doors and gave her a snap and a wink. He locked the doors behind her swiftly after.

With a relieved sigh, he slid into the stool that Sich had been in previously, smiling at Aenanu. "I'm glad we could get some time together. Your sister is in the hospital and she's doing just fine. We've been taking care of her. Now, as for you... I'm not sure that we'll be able to let you out until you play nice. But if you do that for us, we can be real nice back. Get me?"

Aenanu growled at the woman's words. Though he didn't understand all of them, he knew what she meant and he wasn't impressed. It wasn't until another man practically gagged her, that Aenanu smirked. So much for being in charge. And he also understood what subordinate meant. It meant that she wasn't on charge. The man was. So much for thinking that she was in charge. But he watched her leave with a smirk on his face before turning back to the guy.

"I will behave once I see my sister. I want to see her now. And if she's harmed or the babies... I will kill whoever did it. She needs medicine. My ship has the medicine on that the babies will need to live. If they are born without this medicine they will die!" Aenanu snapped.

He slammed his fist against the cell angrily, bruising it once more. He was really angry. He did not deserve to be locked away in here like this. They had no right or power. And he wasn't going to behave until his demands were met. That was final. He wasn't going to answer their questions. He wasn't going to cooperate until his sister was bought to him and peace was made.

"Get her now. Bring her here. Actually no. Take me to my ship. I need the medicine."

Shan placed his ankle atop his knee, folded his arms, and leaned back. His head tilted upward as he gazed at the alien in the cell.

"I believe we can work something out. We'll take you to your ship, but you'll be guarded, and then we'll bring you to the hospital. I don't believe we should be moving your sister after that ordeal. All pregnant and gone through a crash, ah? But just remember, if you try anything while we get the medicine, you're not gonna have a good time. We need you to do exactly what you're telling us you'll do."

His tone was very relaxed, lazy, even, but it was all to keep Aenanu from raging. An attempt to make it seem as though nothing was a big deal.

Aenanu looked at Shan wondering if he had understood the English properly. He watched the man for a moment before nodding as he considered everything. He wanted to see his sister though, and make sure she was okay. And he had to give her orders. He had to make sure she complied with the rules he gave her. She couldn't trust these people and he certainly wasn't going to let her be ordered about by them. He was in charge of her, not them.

"Fine." Aenanu finally agreed. "Now let me out of here."

He expected to just be let out and guarded by probably one person. He didn't like it, but even he was smart enough to know to agree now and cause trouble later. He didn't plan on leaving his sister's side either.

Shan put his hands up with a grin. "At once. Just remember, no funny business. No, ah... tricks."

He got up and opened the doors that he had shoved Sich through, looking in, switching his speech to Misranae. "Hey, where'd Sich go?"

"Trouble at the City Hall," said one of the officers. "There's a security breach!"

"What?"

"Someone's on the computers over there. A team's already gone over, but you know Sich."

"Dammit. Dammit! I need some people to escort this guy, but I need to help Sich! Why wasn't I warned?"

"Locked us out, dumbass."

With a frustrated roar, Shan dug his long fingernails into the doorway.

The officer looked up. "Oh, and you got a visitor. Medibot screamin' somethin' about gettin' orders from that alien."

Shan perked a brow, blinking. Floating over to him from the next room was the yellow and black medical robot with metal tendrils poking out from an oval, central body.

"Medibot 695-P. It is required for my patients help that she receives orders from the male Xupra."

Shan scratched his head. "Well, um..." He walked over to Aenanu. "This is your guy."

Rubatan chirped- a happy emotion that she couldn't convey on a face she didn't really have, done in sound. "I am Rubatan. I have been sent here by your sister to learn of orders she must receive. Her health is optimal, but she appears to have problems with anxiety without you. It is my duty to make sure my patient has everything she needs."

Aenanu had no idea what was going on. He lost tract when people started talking I. Another language and he was all but ready to break out. It was moments later that a little robot thing wandered over to him. It was a little more advanced then the ones they'd had on his planet, but that didn't mean he had to like it.

"I want my sister!" He all but shouted in English. "Are the babies still inside her? She needs the medicine! Let me get the medicine now!"

He wasn't going to give his orders to a robot though. He didn't know what they'd do. But he wanted to see his sister.

"Take me to Essie!"

"Hold on, buddy. One thing at a time. Rubatan, come with me to escort this guy, yeah? I know you guys are good at holding down any... um. Riley... patients," said Shan, watching Aenanu carefully before he put a hand up to the light gate that separated them. His glove lit up with the same glow, and the walls flickered, then died.

"Come on. Let's go," said Shan, beckoning to Aenanu. "Remember, I don't want any quarrel with you, but if you force us to, I am armed."

As soon as the wall came down, Aenanu was out of there and making sure that no more walls appeared. He glanced around him warily before deciding that nothing was going to reappear. He was ready to go though, and ready to push through everyone to get what he wanted. It was only before that he realised that he had no idea where he was going or how to get to his sister. As much as he wanted to run, he knew that he couldn't.

"Take me to my ship. Now." He gave the orders as if these people were to follow him. After all, where he came from they gave the orders to anyone below him. And these people and things were below him. It was obvious he was itching to go.

The interrogations had gone by quickly. They had nothing to hold against the Paymadelli clan members and all associated, though there was currently a few officers in the Lower Levels trying to find any trace of such a crime.

Kind of difficult, when everything that happened down there was a crime.

Once they were released, Livius greeted them outside of the police station within the Mezzo Stretch, leaned up against a wall. "All done?" he asked them. "You all are free to go?"

The four left [you forgot to tag Patraeko] the police station to be greeted by the fellow native they had met back on the main ports.
"Yeah, it was quick and wasn't much to do with us." Patraeko replied with a smile, quickly clapping his hands together as if to grab the group's attention; "Right! Now that all this is done, I can split you lot off into your groups for your next missions!" He turned to Livius, "As a person who knows this place, is there anywhere we can go where there are no unwanted ears? I don't want some assholes getting in the way." He smiled again.

Nigel was thankful for the swift way in which everything was taken care of. He didn't much want to stick around there for long, eager to get on with whatever it is they where to do next. Perhaps he'd be given an assignment or something. Nigel combed his claws through the neck of his mane thoughtfully. "There seems to be a closed off shop about a block down, don't think anyone will interrupt us in there." Nigel murmured, nodding his head towards an old pub that had gone out of business not long ago."

Livius nodded. He wasn't sure what exactly would happen after this, but he thought it was worth a try. "There's also a lot of, um... restaurants and alleyways in the lower levels. If you want something to be discreet, you go there," he told them.

Patraeko clapped his hands together, giving off a great smile to the group; "Well then, you two can lead the way~! We'll get to business then!"

"Will I get to fight?" Kyle questioned, hoping that he would be able to finally loosen his joints and kill some people.
"Wait and see~!" Patraeko replied,

"I love t' figh'! Can I kill?" Connor added, staring intently at Patraeko.
"Again, wait and see~!"

"Maybe we should go down to the lower levels. If what we're doing is killing people..." Nigel murmured looking between Patraeko, Kyle and Connor. He and Livius then went on to lead the group down and to a reasonably desolate street. "What are we going to do?"he asked

"... how about we not? Y'know, kill people," said Livius. He shrugged sheepishly. "It's just a thought."

Especially since he might have been one of those people killed. Midajia knew about his location, at least. As long as he didn't turn off his connection to the city network, she would be able to find him.

"There's a lot of shady characters in the lower levels. Drug dealers, pimps, rebellion officers... that doesn't perturb any of you at all, though, does it?"

After listening to Livius' attempts at preventing murder, Patraeko replied with a smile, and then words; "Nah, my plans involve something different." He looked around, acting impatient as usual before mumbling 'fuck it' in shadonian.

"I need you, Livius and Connor to go to Terra and locate a missing member. She's hard to miss, long blue hair and acts like an idiot." He whispered towards the group before turning to the remaining members.
"And you two need to contact the leaders of this planet, become representatives of the clan and attempt to gain an alliance."

He quickly turned back to Livius as Connor and Kyle both uttered 'roger'; "As a Misranan, how would we set up a meeting with your leaders?"

Beatrice Leazule materializes from the void.

Beatrice Leazule vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.

Beatrice Leazule has arrived, coming from The Zanzarian Port.

Beatrice Leazule vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.