OPEN RP PART II: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

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[swarms]

[Kerrigan isn't totally surprised when she's greeted by a party of rifles, but it doesn't relax her. She keeps the rifle up, trained on the center of the formation. The first person to shoot at her would regret it -- and she knows most of the little group wants to gun her down. Her psionics tell her just enough to keep her on the defensive.

They're human, which is surprising enough. Or at least they looked human.]

I wouldn't suggest shooting me.

[febrile]

I wouldn't suggest giving me a reason. [Aeryn lifts her chin, attempting to identify the relatively sebacean-looking creature in front of her. ] What is your business and why are you here. Now.

[She lifts the line of her gun, a strand of short hair falling in over the scar across her left eye. ]

[swarms]

[Ah. Military. She glances around for additional threats to ensure she won't be overwhelmed the second she lowers her rifle and finds nothing worth noting. So Kerrigan let's the tip of her sniper lower slightly, just enough to show that she isn't looking to fight.

But that she absolutely will if needed.]

My ship's burned through its fuel, and we're stranded. Your's is the first we've seen out here.

[She'll wait for a reaction before offering a trade.]

[febrile]

Not our problem. [Aeryn lowers her weapon by degrees, her men though, not so much.] Unauthorized and uncoordinated docking on a Peacekeeper vessel is a violation of code 675-233, I suggest you get back in your vessel and wait for the next ship to come along.

[swarms]

None of that means anything to me. If you want me off this ship, then you'll work with me, or you'll force me off. Choose.

[She's alone. She carries a single visible weapon, and her armor doesn't bare any colors similar to their own. Her confidence radiates despite all of that.]

If you're in charge, don't force my hand. The results will be on your head.

[febrile]

[She's not threatened-- doesn't feel threatened-- but Aeryn isn't stupid: if the woman means to put up a fight, she clearly has motivation behind her. Possibly more than just wanting to survive.] Before I do anything I want to know what you're doing here and what it is you're carrying.

[swarms]

I'm not carrying anything.

[She holds off on a demonstration and takes another scan around at those in the room. Something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Their minds were...different.

So she asks the obvious question first.]

Are you human?

[febrile]

'Human'. [The word's foreign. Comes out sounding that way in return when she doubles back across it under the press of a furrowed brow.] As I said this is a Peacekeeper vessel. [Therefore, logically...]

If you have no cargo and nothing of value to offer in regards to why you're here-- and as I have no idea what sort of creature you are-- I will be forced to assume you are a spy.

[swarms]

If I were here as a spy, we would not be speaking. I am human. We are from a sector light years away from this one.

[Her temper is rising. This wasn't meant to be a diplomacy mission -- if that were the case, then it should have been Jim here and not her.

But she will give them a chance to cooperate. Her irises begin to glow.]

And I am also the cargo. My ship is hanging in space and losing oxygen. You are wasting my time. This is your last chance to keep the peace in this room, Peacekeeper.

I'm so sorry

[febrile]

Then I shall take it. [It's a short shift, the tilt of her chin and a deliberate glance towards her second in command before the officers on either side of her move in against Kerrigan, weapons drawn.] I, Lieutenant Aeryn Sun, hereby place you under arrest for violating intergalactic order 675-233. Lower your weapon and surrender and you will be shown mercy.

i'm more sorry

[swarms]

[Kerrigan's teeth bare, a reptilian sort of hiss coming from her vocal cords as her psionics activate themselves, effectively halting the movements of the officers advancing on her and slowly closing their windpipes. The weapon falls from her hands and they spread out to either side to assist in channeling, containing the energy to keep it from crushing them under pressure.

Her focus stays on Aeryn, an echo overcoming her tones.]

You've chosen poorly.

[The psionic grip closes on Aeryn's fingers.]

[febrile]

What in-- [Aeryn jolts hard against it, instinct telling her to fire for the sake of protecting her men, but her fingers don't move, don't close around the trigger, and she spends more time stubbornly attempting to fight whatever has her held than she reasonably ought to.

It makes no sense. No frelling sense at all.]

[swarms]

[Kerrigan holds fast to her various hostages. Energy sparks from the weapons they hold. Kill them. CRUSH.

And she could, so easily. A twist of her wrist, and their minds would melt. But it would also ruin any notions of receiving help from this race of humanoids and they couldn't return to Koprulu without some kind if help.

Even if it was just more efficient weapons tech.]

I gave you ample warning, Peacekeeper.

[febrile]

Whatever you have done, undo it. [There's tension in her muscles, useless as it is; if this weren't a match where she was at a loss without lifting a finger, she'd already be at the other woman's throat for it.]