[color=fff79a][b]Surta Mahahari Huchson[/b][/color][hr]

Surta licked her lips as Flambe spoke. From the way she spoke, it seemed like she was under someone who was quite a big fish. Meaning she would be worth quite a lot if Surta brought her in. Perhaps she should try to lean on them a little as well, and squeeze as much money as she could out of them. 

[color=fff79a]"Enlighten me."[/color] It was all Surta said as she walked closer towards the woman, her weapon up and ready at all time.

Flambe dropped her hands and shook her head like a disappointed parent. "Only the most influential and powerful syndicate on the planet. Why don't you go home honey? This isn't something you should be getting involved in."

With the same speed she had exhibited earlier, Surta thrust her palm straight towards the back of Flambe's neck as she finished speaking, knocking her out cold. An easy enough feat; the next part was more difficult for Surta, having to restrain her and the weapon's dealer, then loading them into one of the weapons' vehicle. Hopefully they will wake up when they were far from this place.

After she took control of the vehicle with some creative tinkering, it was easy enough to simply drive out, moving towards the base at a steady pace.