Jallee all but assumed her fate sealed. A rookie mistake in believing a self-assessed solitude to her captor's operation apart from those locked within cells. If Alex was allied to Zasz then she'd strike the intruder down while her limbs still were shaking from the vibrations of the shotgun's recoil. There was no second shot to be made, and she doubted she could focus those oculars on the other woman to set her toga aflame. For better or worse, both were incorrect in thinking a followup attack was imminent, and this confused the crimson skinned prisoner. Hands clawing at the smooth metal floor, she tried to imitate Alex's maneuver of taking cover, making back over to the couch and hiding behind the smoke soaked cushions. Words were shouted out in a common tongue that she'd been taught as any one of her status would be. The Russlion empire was a secluded world that most would never even pass by, but there were diplomatic talks of sorts between certain groups which required a baseline level of communication; as would be her job after her coronation, whenever she could find a way back. Was the redhead dense as dense as she sounded in talking to herself? Though she couldn't understand the what she was saying at this distance, Jallee herself felt quite stupid in realizing that there was someone else to contact on this craft, and it caused her to press her forehead against the furniture in shock. So much for keeping to herself out of his path.
Zasz had been sprinting in relative silence, though his thoughts were racing faster than his feet. His suit glided like a well oiled machine, and his breath was steady despite the workout he was surely getting; a testament to the kind of beast he'd designed himself to be. The two way line he'd given to Alex pipped up with a notification on his screen immediately followed by a less than stable voice of the one he hoped to woo into his service as a mechanic. Verbose as always, Zasz quickly saw through to the point Alex had been trying to get across with passive aggressive insults to his skills. The princess had made a straight dash to the front of the vessel, for what reason he couldn't be certain. Any attempt at escape was futile, they were all entombed in this prison as long as it drifted in the vacuum of space. Avoiding the question directly while he gave himself a wide berth to come up with a logical excuse for encountering the Ifrit. "Most of what I salvage is quite lifeless, less intact than the Diem Vuong. Your case is an...outlier." Coming from within his helm his tone was without software modification, far less monotone than what most were privy to. Irritated inflections were now exposed, and his gruff, thick speech was very much foreign to the typical core wolds. "You were not expected to encounter her." A sigh, Zasz rounding a turn, he knew this ship like the back of his hand and was closing the distance between the two in record time. He couldn't tell the truth, he wouldn't, rather--not yet anyways. "I can explain more once they're subdued. Do not get near her, don't even let her look at you if you can help it. I'm on my way." That bought him precious minutes to find a way to bullshit the princess back into a new cage with adequate precautions. "She's...dangerous." He added as an addendum, one of the most blunt, and not to mention legitimate statements he'd made all night. The fact that she had gotten a hold of his weapon was proof enough his warning.
Taking it as though Alex was taunting the royal blooded maiden, Jallee stood up from behind the plush furniture with a sneer on her features that was most unbecoming. "You would be far from welcome since you keep company with a man like him. I'd have you turned to ash before you could even set foot on our soil." Stepping free of her laughable means of safety their eyes met, a pair most alien in every way focused on simpler greyed hues. Whether or not she had been completely serious in that threat was impossible to discern without context, but Jallee meant what she said with every fiber of her being. With a furrow of her brow and lips tightly pursed, the staring contests was broken as the Ifrit glanced over to the scattergun that had been dropped unceremoniously. If Alex was not to make the first move then it was her loss to be had, Jallee Russlion would take this woman barely more dressed than herself hostage against her hunter. If she was not behind a glass wall, then she had to mean more than those vacant gazers she'd left behind in their cages. The gun had been thrown backwards, landing closer to where luminescent girl was now pacing towards, her muscles were still somewhat strained from improperly firing off the shotgun, but she was far from in shock at this point, adrenaline kicking in with full force.
With the passing seconds the temperature would have been noticeably increasing from what had been a cooler climate setting, to a dry heat that seemed to suck the moisture right out of the air. Thin arms stretched gracefully down as she leaned to heft the firearm back into her digits. However, her attention would be shifted quite rapidly to the door at main entrance behind her, past where she had entered. What she saw did not surprise her so much as struck a unique terror in the bottom of her heart. Zasz was there of course, and the man had grown in such a short manner of time to be a greater nightmare than the frightening tales parents used to tell children back home to steel their emotions against wanton behavior.
Zasz had no such fears, wasting not a second in his movements as he took lengthy strides through the long room; that faceless mask of his was undoubtedly starring daggers into Jallee. His own tool was aimed at him and fired in haste, but without soft flesh to impact, the pellets were nothing more than gnats bumping into a window, ricocheting off into the various surfaces around him. In seeing no effect on against the slaver and him drawing ever nearer, she'd try her luck at another barrage, but by now her emotions were running wild, the weapon slipping through her now red hot grasp. With a gasp at her own error, she had run of of the gap that kept her safe from Zasz. Even if she though the gun would be of any use, she had not a second to pick it up from the floor anyways, and even if she did, the materials would just warp around her grip.
Like a rod of iron placed into a furnace, Jallee lit up like a small sun; she had no choice but to take him down here and now. 'Just avoid those gauntlets.' She thought with her pulse pounding through her skull, stance dropping low to dodge an outstretched grab at her blazing locks. Ducking under his legs she'd rake her fingertips across the back of his knees hoping to cripple him, but there was no opening to get through the plating, only having seared imprints to show for her effort. Despite his size, Zasz rotated on his heel without much more than a grind of his boots into the flooring and had his checkmate. Jallee tried to separate her from his immediate reach, but like before he made for a fistful of her shoulder length hair, only this time she was far from able to outpace her trained and augmented oppressor. Tethered by entwined strands in his grip, a violent tug brought out a cry from the woman, then a slew of incomprehensible screams in a language that sounded heavy and dark. When he finally turned her with one more pull he'd take hold of her narrow neck with his other hand and lift her off of the ground as though she were a feather. With contact made, electric current ran through her figure involuntary spasms wracking her while she cried out for help. In this desperate struggle, she was perhaps too bright to look at and the temperature around her far from comfortable.
White hot fingers were flailed up at Zasz while she dangled helplessly. In her last few moments of consciousness, she'd manage a slow dragging swipe across the frontal plate of his helmet; audible damage being done as circuits overheated and glass plates shattered under the surface, not to mention an ugly palm print left across his face. Once Jallee went limp, her skin returned to its original hue as though she were doused in water, and the heat radiating off of her dissipated as well. Zasz wanted to toss her like a rag doll, but instead slapped a flexible neon collar from his gauntlet around her bruised neck and placed her down on the couch.
Right, now came the hard part. In that he made to observe Alex who had been witness to far more than he hopped for her to have seen, at least at this phase of his plan. "About that explanation." Is what he attempted to say to the redhead as he began to walk over to her, but he came to a halt midway as his cracked visual sensors went out one by one, and he realized that the speakers had been shorted out. Reaching up, he unclasped his helm at the neck and lifted the ruined piece of hardware off of his head, holding it at his side while giving a less than pleased look at this outcome. "If anything, this answers that I am not a bot." He was always one for jokes, though usually behind the inscrutable mask he wore. Now his pale mug was out in the open; one green eye in the right socket, a mesh of wires wrapped around a blue lens in the other. A clean scar ran vertical up the side of his lip, but other than that he was free of any discernible marks; save for the augments plated into the back of his skull rather visible from his clean shaven head. "I'm sure you have questions, but first off, are you alright?" Zasz was anything but sensitive, but he did understand that this required a delicate touch and was not about to throw her into a cell just because he could.
Unless he had to.
Zasz had been sprinting in relative silence, though his thoughts were racing faster than his feet. His suit glided like a well oiled machine, and his breath was steady despite the workout he was surely getting; a testament to the kind of beast he'd designed himself to be. The two way line he'd given to Alex pipped up with a notification on his screen immediately followed by a less than stable voice of the one he hoped to woo into his service as a mechanic. Verbose as always, Zasz quickly saw through to the point Alex had been trying to get across with passive aggressive insults to his skills. The princess had made a straight dash to the front of the vessel, for what reason he couldn't be certain. Any attempt at escape was futile, they were all entombed in this prison as long as it drifted in the vacuum of space. Avoiding the question directly while he gave himself a wide berth to come up with a logical excuse for encountering the Ifrit. "Most of what I salvage is quite lifeless, less intact than the Diem Vuong. Your case is an...outlier." Coming from within his helm his tone was without software modification, far less monotone than what most were privy to. Irritated inflections were now exposed, and his gruff, thick speech was very much foreign to the typical core wolds. "You were not expected to encounter her." A sigh, Zasz rounding a turn, he knew this ship like the back of his hand and was closing the distance between the two in record time. He couldn't tell the truth, he wouldn't, rather--not yet anyways. "I can explain more once they're subdued. Do not get near her, don't even let her look at you if you can help it. I'm on my way." That bought him precious minutes to find a way to bullshit the princess back into a new cage with adequate precautions. "She's...dangerous." He added as an addendum, one of the most blunt, and not to mention legitimate statements he'd made all night. The fact that she had gotten a hold of his weapon was proof enough his warning.
Taking it as though Alex was taunting the royal blooded maiden, Jallee stood up from behind the plush furniture with a sneer on her features that was most unbecoming. "You would be far from welcome since you keep company with a man like him. I'd have you turned to ash before you could even set foot on our soil." Stepping free of her laughable means of safety their eyes met, a pair most alien in every way focused on simpler greyed hues. Whether or not she had been completely serious in that threat was impossible to discern without context, but Jallee meant what she said with every fiber of her being. With a furrow of her brow and lips tightly pursed, the staring contests was broken as the Ifrit glanced over to the scattergun that had been dropped unceremoniously. If Alex was not to make the first move then it was her loss to be had, Jallee Russlion would take this woman barely more dressed than herself hostage against her hunter. If she was not behind a glass wall, then she had to mean more than those vacant gazers she'd left behind in their cages. The gun had been thrown backwards, landing closer to where luminescent girl was now pacing towards, her muscles were still somewhat strained from improperly firing off the shotgun, but she was far from in shock at this point, adrenaline kicking in with full force.
With the passing seconds the temperature would have been noticeably increasing from what had been a cooler climate setting, to a dry heat that seemed to suck the moisture right out of the air. Thin arms stretched gracefully down as she leaned to heft the firearm back into her digits. However, her attention would be shifted quite rapidly to the door at main entrance behind her, past where she had entered. What she saw did not surprise her so much as struck a unique terror in the bottom of her heart. Zasz was there of course, and the man had grown in such a short manner of time to be a greater nightmare than the frightening tales parents used to tell children back home to steel their emotions against wanton behavior.
Zasz had no such fears, wasting not a second in his movements as he took lengthy strides through the long room; that faceless mask of his was undoubtedly starring daggers into Jallee. His own tool was aimed at him and fired in haste, but without soft flesh to impact, the pellets were nothing more than gnats bumping into a window, ricocheting off into the various surfaces around him. In seeing no effect on against the slaver and him drawing ever nearer, she'd try her luck at another barrage, but by now her emotions were running wild, the weapon slipping through her now red hot grasp. With a gasp at her own error, she had run of of the gap that kept her safe from Zasz. Even if she though the gun would be of any use, she had not a second to pick it up from the floor anyways, and even if she did, the materials would just warp around her grip.
Like a rod of iron placed into a furnace, Jallee lit up like a small sun; she had no choice but to take him down here and now. 'Just avoid those gauntlets.' She thought with her pulse pounding through her skull, stance dropping low to dodge an outstretched grab at her blazing locks. Ducking under his legs she'd rake her fingertips across the back of his knees hoping to cripple him, but there was no opening to get through the plating, only having seared imprints to show for her effort. Despite his size, Zasz rotated on his heel without much more than a grind of his boots into the flooring and had his checkmate. Jallee tried to separate her from his immediate reach, but like before he made for a fistful of her shoulder length hair, only this time she was far from able to outpace her trained and augmented oppressor. Tethered by entwined strands in his grip, a violent tug brought out a cry from the woman, then a slew of incomprehensible screams in a language that sounded heavy and dark. When he finally turned her with one more pull he'd take hold of her narrow neck with his other hand and lift her off of the ground as though she were a feather. With contact made, electric current ran through her figure involuntary spasms wracking her while she cried out for help. In this desperate struggle, she was perhaps too bright to look at and the temperature around her far from comfortable.
White hot fingers were flailed up at Zasz while she dangled helplessly. In her last few moments of consciousness, she'd manage a slow dragging swipe across the frontal plate of his helmet; audible damage being done as circuits overheated and glass plates shattered under the surface, not to mention an ugly palm print left across his face. Once Jallee went limp, her skin returned to its original hue as though she were doused in water, and the heat radiating off of her dissipated as well. Zasz wanted to toss her like a rag doll, but instead slapped a flexible neon collar from his gauntlet around her bruised neck and placed her down on the couch.
Right, now came the hard part. In that he made to observe Alex who had been witness to far more than he hopped for her to have seen, at least at this phase of his plan. "About that explanation." Is what he attempted to say to the redhead as he began to walk over to her, but he came to a halt midway as his cracked visual sensors went out one by one, and he realized that the speakers had been shorted out. Reaching up, he unclasped his helm at the neck and lifted the ruined piece of hardware off of his head, holding it at his side while giving a less than pleased look at this outcome. "If anything, this answers that I am not a bot." He was always one for jokes, though usually behind the inscrutable mask he wore. Now his pale mug was out in the open; one green eye in the right socket, a mesh of wires wrapped around a blue lens in the other. A clean scar ran vertical up the side of his lip, but other than that he was free of any discernible marks; save for the augments plated into the back of his skull rather visible from his clean shaven head. "I'm sure you have questions, but first off, are you alright?" Zasz was anything but sensitive, but he did understand that this required a delicate touch and was not about to throw her into a cell just because he could.
Unless he had to.
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