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Drayat did not have to show himself to the furious C-sec officer. He could have left the station without so much of a whisper he was there. The Drell wanted to see what the Commander would do, however. And even though he himself refused to admit it, he wanted to see what would happen to Hasar Pakaros.
Drayat knew even before he walked inside what the Commander would try to do. He knew even before he completed his contract what would happen. It did not dissaude him from entering that office and standing before the massive window, staring out at the gathering storm clouds.
The Turian Commander's jaws split as he roared out the most vile insults he could imagine. Drayat was intruiged to hear several Turian-specific insults mixed into the words spewing out of his mouth.
Hasar Pakaros was present, as well. He did not look happy, and he had his arms crossed under his chest. The Drell was not apologetic and had no regrets for using the former Lieutenant as he did. It was nessecary to neutralize a dangerous war criminal that would have inevidably broken out of confinement. The only safe option was death.
"You manipulated and almost killed a C-sec officer that trusted you! You are like every other criminal and mercenary out there. You are not honorable just because you help the 'weak'," the Commander said. Drayat looked to Hasar, who was understandably furious. The Turian had built it up in his mind that they were friends, that Drayat would allow for him to capture his contract. While the Drell had come to like Pakaros, he did not let himself get attached, even though he made it seem so to gain the Turian's trust.
The Commander pointed a finger at the Drell who watched impassively with his arms clasped loosely behind his back. "You are going to rot in a prison cell in a maximum security facility where you will never see the light of day again! Do you hear me?" he snapped. In the distance, a black speck grew to a noticable size. Every eye in the room was pointed away from the window, and only Drell saw the speck grow into a Gunship. Drayat looked to Hasar who was seething with rage. "We will not meet again, Pakaros. Goodbye," Drayat said just as the Gunship's main gun came online and filled the office room in a red glow.
The glass shattered into thousands of pieces and the office table was chewed to pieces. Electronic devices blew around the room, and the water cooler in the corner sloshed its contents all over the floor. By the time Hasar grabbed his weapon and shot into the opening, he already saw a green flash as the Drell jumped out of the window. He appeared several seconds later as the Gunship climbed into the sky with Drayat hanging onto its side. Pakaros fired until he could not see them anymore.

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Drayat did not have to show himself to the furious C-sec officer. He could have left the station without so much of a whisper he was there. The Drell wanted to see what the Commander would do, however. And even though he himself refused to admit it, he wanted to see what would happen to Hasar Pakaros.
Drayat knew even before he walked inside what the Commander would try to do. He knew even before he completed his contract what would happen. It did not dissaude him from entering that office and standing before the massive window, staring out at the gathering storm clouds.
The Turian Commander's jaws split as he roared out the most vile insults he could imagine. Drayat was intruiged to hear several Turian-specific insults mixed into the words spewing out of his mouth.
Hasar Pakaros was present, as well. He did not look happy, and he had his arms crossed under his chest. The Drell was not apologetic and had no regrets for using the former Lieutenant as he did. It was nessecary to neutralize a dangerous war criminal that would have inevidably broken out of confinement. The only safe option was death.
"You manipulated and almost killed a C-sec officer that trusted you! You are like every other criminal and mercenary out there. You are not honorable just because you help the 'weak'," the Commander said. Drayat looked to Hasar, who was understandably furious. The Turian had built it up in his mind that they were friends, that Drayat would allow for him to capture his contract. While the Drell had come to like Pakaros, he did not let himself get attached, even though he made it seem so to gain the Turian's trust.
The Commander pointed a finger at the Drell who watched impassively with his arms clasped loosely behind his back. "You are going to rot in a prison cell in a maximum security facility where you will never see the light of day again! Do you hear me?" he snapped. In the distance, a black speck grew to a noticable size. Every eye in the room was pointed away from the window, and only Drell saw the speck grow into a Gunship. Drayat looked to Hasar who was seething with rage. "We will not meet again, Pakaros. Goodbye," Drayat said just as the Gunship's main gun came online and filled the office room in a red glow.
The glass shattered into thousands of pieces and the office table was chewed to pieces. Electronic devices blew around the room, and the water cooler in the corner sloshed its contents all over the floor. By the time Hasar grabbed his weapon and shot into the opening, he already saw a green flash as the Drell jumped out of the window. He appeared several seconds later as the Gunship climbed into the sky with Drayat hanging onto its side. Pakaros fired until he could not see them anymore.