[h3]Lady Lobo[/h3]She listened but didn't seem to be paying much attention. Looking up at the ceiling she didn't seem all there. "[color=lightblue]Your planet, your problem. I came for something. Can't help that happened to be around the same time as a building got blown up by one guy.[/color]" Taking a deep breath and exhaling she strained again to get her hands free. The metal groaned and creaked before twisted her arms slightly and the bolts gave. Taking the shackles she threw them at the wall as hard as she could to try and break it. That didn't work and the collar around her neck puffed a little gas in response. That tiny amount so close was enough to cause her to stumble and fall over on the flimsy chair which broke under her. 

Not moving for a bit she eventually glanced at her still shackled feet. "[color=lightblue]Oh, forgot about those.[/color]" Slowly getting up she held her head with one hand briefly to collect her thoughts. "[color=lightblue]I haven't been myself for a long time. How I look and how I act are a side effect of an unfinished process I was talking about. I wanted to help bring species back from the brink. But I made the mistake of trying to revive the Czarnians.[/color]" Stopping again for a breather she pointed to a box that her things had been collected in. "[color=lightblue]Actually, just check my data pad. It will probably explain it better.[/color]"