Running into the market, Vreta was met immediately by police pointing their guns at him. He stopped and put his hands in the air. [i]”Not this again…”[/i] he muttered to himself. Before the police even spoke, he already linked his implant with the comms channel of the peacekeepers in the dropship just above them. [i]“Get some of your people down here. I’m going to need some help with these officers.”[/i]

As the dropship lowered closer to the ground, Vreta kept his hands clearly in the air, though pointed a finger at the Rothian vehicle. “Don’t shoot, I’m with them.” He said, sounding more annoyed than afraid. 

The market was too crowded with structures for a landing right where they were, but after a moment, once the dropship was low enough, several Rothian peacekeeping officers dropped out the back down to the ground. They all wore clearly marked uniforms, similar to other specialist police forces on Outremer, and, as per their agreements with the local government, carried exclusively non-lethal weapons. Though, one of their more striking features were their imposing physiques. Like Rothian soldiers, their police also received extensive combat augmentations. Each one of them was at least a full head taller than Vreta, who himself was far from short by Rothian standards.

The peacekeepers’ commander stepped forward to diffuse the situation. “Stand down. He is under our jurisdiction. And a victim, besides that.”

Using his implants to send his messages to the commander’s helmet radio, Vreta continued to speak to him in secret. Vreta was not interested in sticking around the crime scene with the local police, but what did interest him were the bodies he saw being loaded onto a truck nearby. Just by that fact alone, he already had a strong suspicion they were alive. If they were dead, procedure would be to leave them in place until the crime scene had been properly analyzed, and it had only been a few minutes. Still, he would not mind confirmation. [i]”Those bodies they just loaded onto that truck, I need to know if they are still alive. Say…say that they are persons of interest in this attack, and you want to interview them later. Ask what condition they are in.”[/i]

The commander did not react to Vreta, though he followed the order without question. Though first, he did glance back at his own team and motion towards the crime scene. “Get some scans for the area for these officers, then provide assistance until I call you back.” He ordered. He then slung his stun rifle over his shoulder and approached the Human officer in charge in a more relaxed posture. “Those people you were loading on that truck when we flew in, we think they might be involved in an attack on a Rothian citizen. What’s their condition? Will they be ready for an interview anytime soon?” He asked.