She stood there for a moment, in shock. Run! She's gone! Run! She ran out of the kitchen as fast as she could. She then ran out of the restaurant and toward the bunker. "Rey! Basil... Gone... Taken!"

Rey
She shot awake, rubbing a bleary eye.
"What?! Seriously?! What did I tell you two?!"
She pinched the bridge of her nose and stuck her hand in the metal pile, trying to fish around for Scias.
When she finally realized he wasn't present, she swore loudly and went for her rifle against the wall.

"Who was it, did you get their face, name.. Anything?"

"Well, you know when someone comes at you and another one takes your friend, you don't exactly ask for names or credentials!" She snapped. "We tried to go to a restaurant. This is why I don't relax!"

"Aright. I'm more like a human, anything that was once alive I'll eat. (I guess, cuz what else is he gonna eat?)That's it though, I'm not very picky."

Traqil

"Help yourself," he offered, pointing to the cabinets. "I suppose you are a hybrid no? I noticed you shapeshifting earlier."

"I'm a Deathstalker, actually. The rest exploded, like ten years ago. So... Yeah. But, Deathstalkers are known for their shape shifting and healing. And their violence, but I'm not as proud of that."

Rey
"Well, normally people just don't get up and swiped at restaurants, you little.."
Sereya pressured her back against the door, suddenly realizing her predictment.
Her captors could have gone anywhere and with anyone by now.. And so could she.
No.. She couldn't take the risk.
"..S-She's gone.. That little angel.. Oh my god.."
She buried her face into her hands.

Zethrin

Snatching small portions of the chibana from Scias had given herself a bit of satisfaction. Wether she liked to admit it or not, teasing and bothering him was always a bit more fun for her than it should have been.
She had eventually finished munching on the gems she had snagged from Scias, and decided it was about time to clean up and possibly get some rest. It was a bit late after all.
"Ok, I am going to take a shower and turning in," she announced, just in case no one would wonder where she had gone. Last time she tried to go off without warning, Scias decided to tag along, which was certainly unacceptable under these circumstances.
Zeth soon grabbed a towel and eagerly hurried off to bathe. She hadn't had a chance to really get clean for a good while now. Luckily for her, the hotel provided an assortment of soaps, soft towels, and even softer blankets. That was exactly what she needed to unwind.



Traqil

"Alright Zeth, sleep well."
Just after waving to Zethrin, he turned his attention back to Hexic.
Admittedly, he had never heard of a death-stalker before, probably because of the 'blown up' planet Hexic had mentioned. Due to his inexperience with this species, he was especially enthralled.
"So, could you tell me a bit about your anatomy?"
He was very good at retaining facts and virtually had an entire bestiary in his brain. He loved to learn about all of the people and creatures around him. Gathering info was always little knack of his. Learning as much as he could always prepared him for future encounter. Traqil loved to be prepared, shown vividly in his uncontrollable curiosity.

(I mean he's not a creep
A jerk, yes, but not a creep. Plus him going anywhere near water in any form again would be a deathwish.)

Scias
He gave a nod to Zeth as she took off. After finishing his chibanas, he excused himself to his room.
The bed was almost comically oversized for a small rat and it only took him a minute or two before returned to the others, having spent it trying to logistically plan how to scale up to the bed in the first place.

"Hexic, you're taking the bedroom. I'll sleep on the couch. Pretty much a bed anyways when I'm this size anyways."

(Tell that to Zeth XD.
But seriously. She is still pretty pissed that he snuck along in the first place. He was kinda sorta the one that made her feel like going off was a good idea. I still ship it, but she needs convincing. She's pretty easily butt hurt. :p )