[b]March 8th, 2020
5:40 PM, PT
DEO Lab, Coast City[/b]

[@Queentze]

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His eyes narrowed, Mars was easily within range of his pods’ communications systems, not to mention human inventions such as Hubble, if there was life on Mars it’d be known by now. There must be something more at work then, but for now he’d file away this Frakedi’s words and see what was to be made of them later.

He cocked his head to the side, relaxing slightly. The Martians words were just natural enough to be believable, and he finally loosened his stance and allowed the ecto energy to dissipate - for now. He took the hint for what it was, having known a telepath on Ghol- and then on Zon, she had used any every chance to use her ability to mock everyone she came across, leaving breadcrumbs of hints for them to try and figure out what was going on. She reminded him of a cat in that way, playing with her food, of course he hadn’t known what a cat was back then. He could have misinterpreted the Martian’s hint, but he was already beginning to suspect there was some kind of manipulation power at work given the previous hints about what had been done to Briggs.

He kept his eyes trained on them warily, but settled enough to answer Frakedi’s questions, since he had answered his. “Okay,” he allowed, “I’m Echo, from Ghol, and I think these [i]lis’srekits[/i] raided an alien bar here in the Coast City.” He grimaced and glanced suspiciously at Briggs, “At least three people died, others are missing. I know the DEO was there, but I need more answers. We’re here to get them.” He said, voice taking on a challenging edge, daring them to try and stop them.