"The easiest way to not die would be to completely stay away from danger. I'm guessing that's not an option though."

Hexic, were trying to steal biogenetic weapons. That also happen to be babies. We are trying to save humankind. So no, that is not an option. She looked at the little cat following them.

*Zeth*

She rolled her eyes and held up both wrists, showing the silvery bracelets that were the key to her captivity. "I may be crazy, but I'm not stupid. Do you really think I'm dumb enough to try anything when these cuffs could have me blown up in seconds?"

"Yes, actually."
Scias folded his arms, dismissing her with a hand wave.
"Don't let me stop you though. Figure if you're going to do anything stupid, I at least shouldn't have to witness it."

*Zethrin*


She glared at Scias, balling up her fists. She mumbled a bit before taking a deep breath. "Why I am sooo sorry your lordship, how dare we all inconvenience you by existing." She bowed obnoxiously. She had had it with his false sense of superiority. She was choosing to comply with heir wishes, and Scias must have known it.

(Actually, the cuffs would electrocute her, not blow up.)
Saras
"Scias, if you need armor, I have pieces from old bounties in the back."

(Gotcha, my bad)


*Basil*

She patched herself up a bit and decided to sit aside, feeling no need to get in the way.


*Zethrin*

She moved back to her spot against the wall, continuing to fiddle with her knife. "How long do you both intend to stay here?"

"I'll look through it. We got the time anyways." He got up to go look through the collection in the back of the room. He was still intrigued by the offer of more powerful armor, but for now, this would have to do. At least with the human around.

Saras
"I think we'll spend a little while here, to rest and heal up, then we can take a job and get paid. Scias, I have a bunch of weapons in the back. I don't know if it's possible, but you might be able to integrate some into yourself."
So saying, Saras took off the armor, leaving just the small laser and his rebreather on. It became clear that he had wings tucked against his back under his armor.

*Basil*
She had put away the medical supplies by now and was beginning to curl up into the corner. Her head began to bob and before long, she was falling asleep.


*Zethrin*

She noticed Saras wings and began to perk up. She would probably have never figured out they were there. She decided not to mention it, but couldn't help but stare. Not in a rude or prodding way, more of a curious and inquisitive way.