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Plasmarobo:
--Fleet dock--

The sound of the explosion echos out over the city.
Plasma stops in the middle of organizing the rest of the crew, and glances up in the direction of the rising smoke.
He frowns, calling over his shoulder to the other men.

Plasma
"Continue loading the ship. I'll be back when you're all done."

He jogs off down the streets. Intuition screaming at him. A man in a cloak with a slash on his arm passes him.
He cannot spare a glance for the man, but he notices the cut.
People should really be more careful around here.

--Outside the Saloon--
Plasma surveys the damage and guardsmen.
The bodies have been collected in the street, and a car is being pulled down the road.
He shakes his head.
They must really want the Commander. If they were able to blow the door, why wouldn't they follow up with more explosive? Or did they plan on taking him alive...?

He gives Nidhogg a nod as he arrives, moving through the wreck of the door and saluting the Admiral and Commander, observing the formality of his position.

Plasma
"Is everyone alright? It almost looks like they hit you with artillery. Got the bastards though? Guess this is an example of Elite marksmanship."

Jun'ko
"And Admiral marksmanship."

Plasma chuckles. Of course, he'd heard rumors about the Admiral. Impossible to surprise under the worst of situations.
He looks around the Saloon a bit helplessly.

Plasma
"I suppose there isn't much I can do, but if you need anything before I depart... I have to make a last visit to the administration building. I can forward a message if you like. I suppose there is no chance of a last drink?"

He shrugs, looking mildly disappointed.

Yiski:
--Saloon--

An hour passed before the saloon was cleaned up. Yiski stood out in the street surrounded by defenders, guards, and now other Elites. He took a look at his saloon and sighed in relief.

Yiski
"At least I don't need to rebuild it."

He sighed again knowing he'd have to keep the saloon closed today as he got new windows and a door.

Moments later a messenger flanked by two Elites joined the already large group.

Yiski
"Does the Council need to see me?"

Messenger
"No Commander. You have orders."

The messenger hands a letter to Yiski. Yiski starts reading the message and he immediately glares at Althea.

Yiski
"This your doin'?"

Althea
"I only suggested it and it seems the Council agrees."

Lauren
"What does it say?"

Yiski
"Effective immediately, I am to be relocated to the Southern Complex for protection until the investigation as to the identity of the spies and those after me come to an end."

Lauren
"What?! You could be there for..."

Yiski
*cutting her off* "years... I know."

Lauren
*Glaring at Althea* "Why would you suggest that?! Aren't we better off letting them come to us? It'd make it easier to kill them off and show them not to screw with us!"

Althea
"I suggested this because the Admiral and Commander are still recovering, lowering our combat strength. In addition, we came out on top this time because those spies did not have access to the saloon's schematics."

Lauren
"That's still not..."

Yiski
"Enough Lauren. I don't plan on goin' to the Complex anyways."

Althea
"We have direct orders."

Yiski
"Let me finish. If I'm goin' to to be stuck somewhere, it's goin' to be at the Armory. If the Council doesn't like it, they can shove it."

Althea
"I suppose the Armory is acceptable."

Yiski
"You honestly think someone is dumb enough to come at me when I'm surrounded by all sort of weapons? Also, Ny, Roland, you two are on the first ship to Chang-ning."

Roland
"What! You don't expect the two of us to leave do you?"

Yiski
"I do."

Ny-Lee
"You need our help."

Yiski
"No. I need you to be okay. You two recently got married. No point of either one or both of you dying. You two have a good future."

Ny-Lee
"I still don't like it."

Yiski
"Like it or not you're goin'."

Yiski then had a handful of guards escort the married couple to the docks.

Lauren
"You sure you want them away?"

Yiski
*sighs* "Yeah."

Gryphos:
--Outside the Saloon--

Nidhogg had been lingering outside against a wall with the guards, pondering.

Nidhogg
So an explosion sends everyone their separate ways, and I still hadn't learnt all their names, ah well. One can't expect assassins to be courteous.

He then walked up to address Yiski.

Nidhogg
"So you're to lock yourself away in an armoury, better than a pub I suppose, but alas, still unfortunate."

RearAdmiralZill:
-Saloon-

Zill saw him send away the young couple and turned to Jun'ko. She gave him the "don't you dare think about it" look. He mentally sighed. If anything happened to her, he would literally turn the world on its head.

Despite that, he had bigger issues. With Yiski being sent to the armory till mistress knows when, the saloon wouldn't exactly be open. He wasn't in the condition to do work yet. More mental sighs. Jun'ko noticed.
Jun'ko
"It's not so bad. You can go tinker with weapons with Yiski and me and Lauren can go do something. We can figure out sleeping arrangements later."

Zill
"You sure? Just don't go flying with her. I don't trust her to not crash into the nearest sand dune."

Jun'ko just kissed him and went over to Lauren.
Jun'ko
"So what do you think? Girl's day out?"

BdrLineAzn:
Oblivious to the mornings explosions as the tavern BdrLine was staying at was further away from the saloon, BdrLine wakes up and gets ready for the day. Once dressed, he heads down and pays for the room and goes out the day towards the saloon. Once he arrives he notices the damages and the guards around while the rest of the group.

He goes up to Zill and the others and ask.

BdrLine
"Okay did i miss another attack on Yiski, or is Spoon back and broke down the door? and where is N y and Roland?"

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