Ridahne did not like the way the one-eyed man looked at her. It wasn't so much his searching gaze, nor the fact that it seemed that he saw through her bluff and could see she was not in peak condition at the moment. She couldn't fault him for being observant. But it was the way he sort of smirked, the way he casually told the other man that she wouldn't charge him. Hah! He knew nothing of her if he was willing to make judgements so fast. He was obviously military, judging by his clothes and his synthetics, so she guessed that he had some experience with Azurei. 

But some was not enough. Not for her.

Ridahne Torzinei was a force in and of herself, wild and with a personality that could only accurately be described as 'vivid' or 'passionate'. In short, she was intense and stubborn, and she did not appreciate being made light of. As if to prove a point, she took a few steps forward on dead silent feet, the chain whooshing as she swung it. "You wanna test your luck, asshole?" Her teeth showed in a snarl. When it came to self preservation, Ridahne did not screw around. Besides, it took more than one gun to make her feel afraid, whether that was wise or not. She'd been shot before and knew that not everyone was as good with a pistol as they liked to believe. She'd take her chances and call his bluff until the situation changed.

But the second one didn't seem to take his words to heart and still considered both of them a threat. Wise, she thought to herself. Ridahne was concluding very quickly that this second man had little to nothing to do with what had happened here today, or at least in any way that concerned her. Something fishy, yes, and he seemed shifty and nervous. But not burned. Not torn and blackened and scorched like her or the other man. On another day, she might have been curious. On another day, she might have tailed him to see what he was up to--just to keep her skills sharp and her mind occupied. But today, she cared for nothing and no one but survival. The shock of the event and the gravity of what it meant would come later, but now  was all about fight or flight. 

"I was here first, shithead!" She snarled, feeling obstinate. Her amber eyes burned in fury, but what she wanted most was just to get out, get her things, and flee. She had to distance herself from this place. From this. Still, at that moment she knew them and with the gun was not there for her, and that emboldened her. If he had other business to attend to, he wouldn't care if she got away. In fact, he wanted her to. 

And then she saw an opportunity. Keeping her eyes locked on the two men (especially the one with the mech-eye), Ridahne began quickly making her exit, skirting around them against the wall and hoped that they would either just let her go or that she could outrun them. After all, she was fast--drunk, injured, or not. She was certain she would make it, when a dark shape swooped down in front of her, just as she was reaching the front of the alleyway. 

A drone, larger than the one that had been hovering above the three of them unnoticed, blocked her path. It was a sleek black piece of machinery, rounded and smooth looking with little red and green lights blinking or glowing steadily. A large lens like a big cycloptic eye fixed on her with an intensity that made her highly uncomfortable. As the thing whirred gently in front of her, moving accordingly as she tried to sidestep it, it flashed a universal symbol--a little red hand--that clearly meant 'halt'.

Uh oh. 

While she'd been standing off with the two men, authorities had tracked her down. They'd tracked her down and would take her in, and as far as she knew, she'd never see the light of day again. She had no idea exactly how strict the local government was in general, and she had even less idea how they treated potential terrorists. But she knew that in Azurei, the stakes would be high. She didn't want to take her chances here. 

A rough, robotic voice chimed, "IDENTIFIED. AZUREI." And then in (very primitive, she thought) Azurian it demanded, [I]'HALT. YOU ARE UNDER ARREST.[/I]'

"JE!" She snarled back at it defiantly, and with another war cry swung the chain at the thing. It dodged smoothly away, just out of her reach. 

[I]"DO NOT RESIST. YOU ARE UNDER ARREST. FORCE WILL BE USED. DO NOT RESIST."[/I]

Ridahne snarled and, swinging her chain a bit to gain momentum, hurled it with accuracy at the black drone. It attempted to dodge but failed, though to Ridahne's dismay it was equipped with a kinetic damper, which meant that though the chain struck its mark, it lost a significant amount of force and momentum as though it had suddenly passed through water or syrup. The drone was unhindered. 

At that moment, Ridahne knew her only hope was to run. It wasn't much of a hope, but she had to try and she wasn't about to go quietly. She dashed forward, attempting to just push it away far enough to get past it, but it was designed to thwart this kind of behavior. Though instead of blocking her further, it appeared to let her pass and just followed behind for half a second before a puff of air burst from its front and Ridahne felt both a pinprick and a cold sensation spring from the back of her shoulder. Alarmed, she whirled around to try and remove the dart, bu the damage had been done. Whatever toxin had been used, it was potent and worked very quickly. 

Ridahne's knees buckled and would not respond to her urgings to move again. She tried to think about her training, to keep her heart rate down so that it wouldn't spread as fast, but it seemed too late for that too. Cursing, she felt her core muscles slacken, dropping her fully to the dusty ground where she lay paralyzed for a moment as a dark vehicle stopped not far from her. Three figures came out of it, two of them grabbing her, and the last thing she remembered was attempting a furious scream as she was hauled away.

Then her world went quiet and dark.