Tamarr Ruzunn wasn't much the troublemaker within the confines of the prison. Was he prone to a small brawl here and there? Yes. But a man with a mysterious past would likely get a few questions. If that wasn't enough, it quickly became known upon his arrival to the prison that he'd been former Nova. That, coupled with the fact that he was clearly not a friend to the guards, meant he was alone. So, he kepted to himself, choosing not to approach or fight anyone he didn't need to. Those who chose to come for him would quickly find that to have been quite a mistake as he'd put them down easily. He was used to dealing with all sorts after all.

Still, what was going on in the prison... This... This was somethign out of a nightmare that would have left him speechless, save for the one phrase that could apply to just about any out of the ordinary occurrence. 

"What the fuck?" 

What was going on? Zeon was under attack, but it was one of the most secretive, high security, space fortresses currently under the care of the Nova Corps. So, what the hell was going on? "Hey! Guard! Guard!" He tried to call out from his cell before the explosion and the power disturbance. It didn't matter though. All hell was breaking look and he was gonna have to fend for himself if he wanted to survive. At least, that's what he thought when the crystal came to him. 

"Well, that's new." He commented a slight hint of surprise buried under the more serious demeanor kept under the circumstances. It was almost as though he were saying, 'yeah, this might as well happen' as he charged out of his cell. He was immediately met with a few of his neighbors, who didn't seem to grasp the severity of the situation. 

"Tamarr Ruzunn... You son of a-"

"Yeah, I'm gonna have to stop you right there. I'd love to sit and gab with your ugly mug Clicky, but look around. There's some bad juju going on and we've gotta either contact the Nova Corps or just try to get out." 

"That's Klintikaz, maggot." The larger humanoid alien sneered, completely disregarding the brunt of Tamarr's warning. 

"Looks like we're doing this." Tamarr responded charging forward. He watched carefully as the brute swung wide with his right arm. That was a feint. He quickly followed with a left straight, but Tamarr was prepared. He swiftly pivoted, moving out of the way in order to counter with a few well placed, powerful blows to the wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints of the big man. He roared in pain, his lackeys shocked. Normally, Tamarr would play along. Didn't wanna draw attention. Also didn't wanna give the guards a reason to think he was anything than a normal prisoner. But right now, not of that mattered. 

"You little!" Klintikaz raised his right arm to swing down, but Tamarr was ready. He had faced bigger opponents. He turned his back to the man as he reached up to grab his wrist and used the momentum to swing the larger male over his head and directly into the ground. 

"If I were you, I'd take him and get the hell out of here." Tamarr warned the grunts before charging past the scared shitless fools. He had been meant to follow the crystal, but there was something he needed first. "Can you relay a message?" He asked quickly. He didn't wait for a response though. "I'm going to message and warn Nova Prime. This is big news and I may be able to override some of the passcodes. Then, I need to get to the armory. I have a weapon there that'll be essential to anything going on." He added hoping he was right and the crystal could do so. 

And like that he was on to the primary control room. It wouldn't be hard to find. And if he was lucky, he would find exactly what he needed. Until then, he had to work hard to avoid whatever the hell was about to bring this ship down.