Snippet #2815484

Aeka whipped around the door, and gave an audible Hmmph, as she stormed out. The clock had started, so she had to figure out how to get Kendra to Shintenchi. Fortunately, Shimizu tended to stay aboard the Soja, and govern the Empire from there, so getting Kendra out of the Palace, and on a transport to Terra wouldn’t be difficult.

With Aeka gone, Hokushin did not make any moves to resist the guards, though the man’s muscles felt like steel, he was compliant, even though his strength, and skill were honed to a razor’s edge. Aeka had given his orders, and this would give him ample opportunity to reflect, and meditate.

The Mazoku warrior cast a look briefly to Drulovic as the restraints clicked, and snapped around his wrists. A Pat down would reveal Aeka’s handbag, which he had been holding on for her, it had her personal belongings, and a few more things inside it. He showed no emotion, no reaction.

Hokushin had pondered several outcomes, one of which he hoped the guards did not tend to gossip, he did not know if word would reach the wider terran government of what took place here. But what was more concerning was Shimizu learning of what transpired before Aeka could carry out her plan, and before Hokushin could deliver his report to Andrijana.

Hokushin looked at the floor, to the dead spider curled up under the leg of the desk, to the dust bunnies from the last time the janitor swept the floor. It was cold, it reminded him of his training with master Genkai.