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"You know, I'm starting to understand why everyone that meets you beats the crap out of you." Srath shoved Tristan toward the door. "Let's move Fish-Boy."

Srath motioned for Ailen to lead Tristan, taking point himself while the two guards took the rear. He kept his hands resting lightly on Lola as he kept his eyes ahead, looking for anything that might hint at an ambush as they made their way to the elevator.

Once in the stairwell Srath stopped at the top of the first step. "You know, I don't really care about your involvement in with the cave. What I do care about is if people are planning on shooting at me. It's a pet peeve of mine." He gave a nod to Ailen. "So seeing as how you didn't answer...."
Well not really, hence the preemtive wink and subsequent gif. But it doesn't really matter, all of Sraths thinking is due to his lack of info on current events. So other than Srath explaining to Ailen what the wink means in the near future, no damage done. Now I'm off to bed and then adventures in sitting at work.
Srath takes mental note: Ailen designated "Bad-Cop"
Posted, love writing interrogation scenes.
Srath winced internally for Ailen when he lifted Tristan off the ground. Sure the arm made it easier but Srath had noticed that people with cybernetics seemed to forget that they were attached to regular bone and muscle. Srath pulled the suppression collar from his belt and moved up beside Ailen, tapping him on the shoulder to lower the gaging Bast'ian.

Ailen dropped Tristan to the floor, his legs collapsing beneath him as gasped for air. Srath moved in, shooting a wink to Ailen before pulling the small Bast'ian to his feet.

"You know," He said as he snapped the heavy metal collar closed around his neck. "The transfer order were non-specific as to your condition upon arrival. And Ailen here is under the impression that means he can rough you up a little while we take you to my ship. Now I'd be more than willing to correct him if you would answer some questions for me." Srath brushed some non-existant dirt from Tristans shoulder.

"First, where are the guys you had collapse the mine. And second, when are your other little henchmen planning to spring you. Because there is just no way someone like you doesn't have a few mercenaries on hand." He wrapped a large clawed hand around the back of Tristans neck, pulling him close. "Because if they do try something I just know you're going to get shot." He looked straight into Tristans eyes. "I have that feeling."

Srath knew trying to pry information out of someone like Tristan this way was a bit of a gamble, arrogant asses like him usually just got mad when you threatened them. He just hoped that the idea of being beaten by someone he perceived as lesser than himself would rattle him enough for the threats to sink in.

Srath sighed as Craig caught him up on the days events, explosion in the mines, the new tower lead trapped after kicking Tristans ass (he smiled at that part) and missing security personnel. Well at least he'd be getting rid of Tristan and X-52 was as good a place as any to dump his ass. His biggest concern was the mine, clearly Tristan had something to do with it. The fact that Silvia was there after having beat him, taken his job and was sending him X-52 made that clear.

'That and it's just the kind of thing an idiot like Tristan would think is sneaky.' He thought. 'Of course if Tristan still has people working for him, they may try something while he's being moved.'

He accepted the envelope from Craig. "If Tristan still has people working for him, I'd bet they're going to try something when he's being moved. I'll help with the transfer once I get my ship ready." Srath paused just as he was about to leave. 'No he wouldn't let me, would he?' He turned to Craig, still siting with his drink. "Seeing as how there's a chance something may occur while we're moving Tristan to my ship, I was wondering if you'd let me bring Lola, purely as a precautionary measure." He added quickly.

Craig titled his head to the side and a sadistic grin came over his features. "Request granted."

Srath smiled back, turning around and walking to the door. "Lola! Get your going out shoes, we got a party to get to!" He called out as he exited Craigs quarters. Laughing to himself as he made his way back to the elevator.

A Few Moments Later


Srath rode the elevator up to Tristans level, shifting his body armor trying to get it to sit comfortably. Lola clacked against the armor as he got it resting snugly, he took the weapon back into his hands from it just hanging from the sling. He looked over to the maintenance engineer that he'd gotten into the elevator with, he was pressing himself into the corner desperately trying not to make eye contact. Srath smiled, deciding to have a little fun.

Looking ahead to the door, keeping a straight face and level voice he spoke. "Rats."

"E..excuse me?"

"Rats. Someone saw one scurry into the vents." The elevator slowed to a stop and the doors opened, Srath walked out, turning around to see the dumbfounded expression on the engineers face. "Keep an eye out for 'em." The doors slid closed and Srath chuckled to himself. 'Okay, fun and games are over.' He huffed, shaking his shoulders lose before making his way down the hall to Tristan.
Ok then, like accepted. :)
Not sure what was like worthy about that post but ok.
"Alright, I'll be there soon." Srath went back to cleaning himself up after Craig disconnected the call. What he'd said worried him, something major had happened in the mines, bad enough that Craig couldn't spare any personnel for what he needed. His head began to hurt and gave up trying to think of what might be happening, figuring Craig would fill him in once they met up. The shower helped with his head and gave him some of his energy back, the lights were up to full power as well so he wouldn't be blinded the second he left his ship. He brushed the bad taste that had replaced the dryness in his mouth before returning to his bedroom to get dressed.

The ramp rose behind him, locking closed as he made his way to the elevator and sliding the control pad back into his pocket. The lift doors closed as Srath realized he hadn't grabbed anything to eat as his stomach began protesting. He'd have to grab something when he got back to his ship. The Doors opened at Craigs floor and Srath made his way to his quarters. He pulled the pad from his pocket, calling Craig again as he arrived at his door.

"Hey, I'm just heading in now." He tapped the door controls, they opened with a gentle hiss. Srath went inside, taking a seat just inside to wait for Craig.
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