Following Sol with the aim of the guns for a short moment.
As he walked further away, lowing her the guns,
a short sigh of relief could be heard, seeing him leave.
Following Sol with her eyes for a moment then turned around to Sam.
Here is your gun.
She held the gun on the barrel in front of of Sam, the same way Anna got the gun handed to herself.
Putting her own weapon back in the holster.
I just had to get him away,
I'm not going to run away anymore, you got me.
It was just a matter of time I guess.
But you have to tell me what you are actually planning here to do with me.
Or whatever your plans are.
Looking over the floor to the mess of the stuff spread all over the place that fall from the Bag.
Shaking her head slowly in disappointment, looking up to Sam.
Not having a totally convincing look of what will be going to happen next.
[color=#FFFFFF]Sam nodded just slightly at Sol, as if she told him something telepathically...in
fact her faith in his predatory instincts was put on the line with that nod. A grim cold barely
noticeable nod given as their eyes locked together for a fraction of the second. There was something unusual
in it, as if a death warrant was issued signed and executed.
She then took her gun back from Anna, looked at it and smiled a bit."She's smart dangerous and pretty" Sam
thought to herself.
[font=Palatino Linotype][size=small] [color=#FFCCCC]"We will now board the MNS-Implosión she will take us to Malta, where we will sit down
and talk. I understand that will not be easy for you to accept and if it was up to me we'd go to the "Drunkard"
and talk over a drink. However high command is rather furious about your actions so regretfully it's not an
option. I believe you to be smart enough so I don't have to restrain. So are you coming?"
Samantha noticed that Anna's hands were shaking just slightly despite her efforts to hide it. Fear? No, a person
who can make Sol just walk away is not afraid. Adrenaline? Her words were sufficiently calm to eliminate that
as an option.Stress...Sam put her money on stress so her words were chosen carefully not to cause additional
impact.
Jake waiting for Anna to come back from picking some stuff up.
She said she had quite a catch. But where is she taking so long?
Staring at a already opened wine bottle. One they got from a Zoner.
Jake couldn't resist taking one sip of the wine.
"hmm, I bet Anna would love this one"
The glass in his hand, gently moving the wine around. Staring through it.
...
After some time Jake put down the glass quite harsly.
"Where is she taking so long?"
Maybe she needs some help for carying all that, if it's really such a great catch?
Jake went for the door, closing it behind him. Not caring to lock the door.
A bit hasty he walked through the corridor, towards the hangars.
As he walked through the hallway he noticed a figure in the distance.
Not giving it much attention. Just being a bit worried where Anna was taking so long.
A towering figure among the shady scene, his face covered by a mist of smoke and a lack of light, passed by the armed guards Samantha set up, ignoring them as the men stood and wonder who this giant was.
His heavy steps did not worry about disturbing calm before the storm, the chains hanging down from his belt were singing an inauspicious melody like the ones in ghost stories.
Just after a short walk he saw a young man in the distance, hurrying towards the scene where Anna and Sam was... Jake's face was very easy to recognise.
What luck! Sol smiled.
A switch in his mind clicked, he remembered a thing of past.
The prey now was in his sight, all he had to do was to catch it by the neck.
Totally ignorant of the predator ready to strike, a perfect prey it was.
The young man paid no mind as the smoke closed the distance. A hand moved inside the black tattered cape, chains now increased the tempo of their melody.
Very close to his face, two hands were now holding a strected chain, a crazy grin and eyes flashing under the goggles and smoke.
"There we go..." The smoke dissipated and the predetor appeared. "Don't worry, Jake... It's all gonna be OK."
Predator didn't wait to watch the surprise on his prey's face. Caught it by the neck, with great strength knocked it off it's legs.
All he had to do now was to wait until it gave up, everything.
Minutes passed in silence and darkness, the prey didn't even make a sound...
Predator stood up next to his catch, looking around watching for other predators if there were any laid in wait to steal the prize.
The scene was lonely again. The sun could be felt behind the white cloud and rocks, as Sol looked towards the small window.
A few passer by did not try to bother Sol who was walking towards his Sabre, dragging the prey behind him...
Anna was thinking what would be happening in the near future.
Her mind drifting away into the many possibilities awaiting.
Then suddenly looking sharply at Sam for a moment.
Looking at her as if she was thinking deeply about something. 'Jake' Jake shot through her head. 'Where did Sol go'
Looking at Sam. Anna's eyes catched by fear and anger.
Anna turned around without a word,
pulled out her gun from the holster holding it in both hands onto it.
Her arms stretched low against against her, aiming the gun down.
In a quick pace she walked away from, in the direction where Sol went.
If he...
The further she walked the faster she started walking,
Almost running. Not paying attention if Sam followed her yes or no.
Yelling through the hallway expecting the worst.
Jake!
'if that Sol, if he..'
Starting to run through the hallway again yelling, fury in her eyes
Jake!
Suddenly two man, heavily armed turned up in the middle of the hallway.
Anna stopped abruptly, aiming directly at the two man.
Samantha didn't expect Anna to run off like that, obviously not running
away...running to something. The 13th CO cursed something then started running after Anna as
fast as her high heels could allow her. She reached inside her handbag and on her PDA the display was
showing a one way video feed from the MNS-Implosión's
targeting scanners. Sam could make out Halsey's armament of choice as well as a couple of the 13th
fighters patrolling the base, but most disturbingly the T minus countdown. She had no communication link
on her as a safety measure...
Trying to catch up with Anna, Sam yelled after her
[size=small][color=#FFCCCC]"Anna, stop! For frakk's sake don't go there!"
When she finally caught up with her she was help up by the of the Maltese soldiers positioned at key
junctions throughout the Station's corridors. Samantha could have pulled out the gun that she had earlier
given to Anna but in fact the weapon was rigged to discharge a bolt through the handle to stun the user.
[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FFCCCC]
Looking from one guard to the other,
her gun switching between the guard with a strained hold on the gun with both her hands.
Her voice was full of fury,
And perhaps desperation?
I need to see Jake! Step aside!
Now!
Leaving Sam's words for what they were she kept a straight and focused look at both the heavily armed men.
Them keeping a firm standing position, blocking access.
[color=#FFFFFF]Few things in the galaxy can drive Samantha insane, barely keeping her
composure she somehow managed to gather the strength to compose a relatively calmly said sentence. In fact
she knew all too well what will happen with Jake if it didn't happen already, Anna however did not.
[size=small]
[color=#FFCCCC][font=Palatino Linotype]"Anna...Sol is there....If Jakes is there he's alive for the sole reason
that YOU are not there to see him die. But after all what do I care."
Samantha looked at her PDA again with just under 30 minutes left and then gave an order to the guards in Spanish
[font=Century Gothic][color=#FFCCCC]"Let her do whatever she wants"
As the guards lowered their rifles, she turned around and started walking in the general direction of the "Drunkard" [font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FFCCCC]"I told you I am not here to "take" I'm here to "make" you
come, you know what there is to know, the rest is up to you. Now if you excuse me I'm going for a drink to get
this "drama" off my head I'd rather die drunk than patronizing, you do whatever the hell you want"
Lowering her own weapon as she sees the guards stand down. Without saying a word she walks between the guards, touching with her shoulder against one of the guards his shoulder.
In a quick pace she walks to Jakes and her own room. Noticing the door standing on a ajar. Pushing the door wide open, aiming the gun through the room, expecting Sol, her eyes stressfully check every corner of the room with her gun aimed everywhere she looks.
Jake?! Dammit!
Then noticing the glasses filled with wine, the bottle opened next to it on the table. Walking towards the table, her gun lowered. Sits down onto the chair laying the gun onto the table, staring at the wine. Feeling perplexed, she sighs. Shaking her head in disbelief. After some minutes, feeling the anger build up against Sol.
That jerk!
She grabs her gun, Letting out her anger in a burt, resulting in the table being flipped onto its side. The glasses and bottle of wine smashing onto the floor, pieces of glass spread all over the floor.
Looking at a mirror that is hanging on the wall, staring at herself. Aiming her gun up, pulls the trigger. The shot ending up in the mirror shattering it into a million pieces. Throws the gun onto the bed and turns around. Closes the door with a loud bang. Walking directly to the 'Drunkard'.
Standing in the entrance, still stressed out. Goes straight for Samantha.
Samantha was comfortably sitting in her seat inside the "Lone Drunkard
Pub", she just finished her second glass of whiskey and considering she walked in not 10 minutes ago it was
a pretty amazing feat attributed the most keen fans of the golden liquid. When Anna walked in, Samantha
was not surprised at all, even she did not not know whether it was because of the whiskey, the cardamine
deprivation or the fact that she knew that Anna will come.
[color=#FF6666]I'm coming with you.
For almost a full minute after these words Sam enjoyed her the sight, taste and scent of the whiskey
leaving Anna in a rather uncomfortable situation. Finally, the Maltese woman downed her glass and
slammed it on the table as she was trying to coop with its stinging taste. An approving look towards the
bartender followed which was answered by a simple smile.
[color=#FFCCCC]"You really are smart...and here I was thinking I'll die
happy in this rather nice place"
Samantha turned to Anna with part ironic part sincere intonation.
***
When they reached the Pelican-class transport adorned with the Maltese crosses and the Shark which was
symbol of the 13th, Samantha nodded at the ten armed men who had just regrouped there, then she got a
small mask not unlike those the Maltese people wear only this one was coloured white. Samantha handed it
to Anna
[color=#FFCCCC][font=Palatino Linotype]"Here, put this on, our atmosphere aboard our ships
and planet is rather...vile for your organs, this should filter the air for you"
The Pelican cleared the deck of the Barrier gate and as soon as it did its pilot contacted the MNS-Implosion
that they are inbound and the launch should be aborted since the package is secured. Three Sabres of the
13th escorted the transport the dreadnought their weapons locked on the Pelican ready to obliterate it at the
slightest sign of malicious activity. One the crew shuttle finally landed on board the Implosion's deck and its
crew debarked all of the Maltese personnel were giving Anna strange looks, as if the devil himself was
walking among them. The chief of security was fast to arrive at the scene.
"Señora Marquez, congratulations on the job well done. Which cell should we put her in?"
"Put her in the guest quarters on deck 2"
"But señora..."
"When was the last time you've heard of someone escaping from a Ranseur-class
dreadnought with full fighter and marine compliment?"
The conversation was carried out entirely in Spanish so Anna could only guess what it was about, or so
Samantha thought.
"These men will escort you to your quarters on
Deck two. I am housed in the common room one deck bellow, if there is anything you require contact me,
we should reach the Omicron Alpha system by tomorrow afternoon. Good night, Anna."
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