(OOC waited more than long enough. I won't go to far, but if the delay continues I'll auto resolve events on this end myself. If you make a reply Yz I'll address it in my next post with Tokko.)
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While Tokko and Laryssa held their conversation and headed towards the location given to them by Sara. Along the way they would likely have to show a pass and at least pretend to be working, all the while finding where they wished to...carry out the..questioning as it were.
As time passed Sara made her way to the prisoner recieving area. She was a bit curious on why the one non-triad that was arrested with the other three neeeded to die, though he was scum judging by his record. And Sara learned not to ask questions that didn't concern her. Being all knowing was not something man should have. Or so was her justification. Humming a bit as the submarine docks with the opening hatch, first off was the staff, next security walls were brought up, armed guards looked on from the ramparts, the security and admission staff waited in their own stations. It was a typical happening, nothing strange or overly special, if anything seemed odd, it would be the firepower on hand facing the various corridors that went into the prison, and the other docking bays. Namely Automated guns, to discourage any foolish attempts at taking over one of the transport subs. What good it would have done, plans were already in place to deal with all sorts of problems in the prison..or the lose there of.
Smiling a bit with her modified detector, like clockwork the four men are picked up from among the group and set off on the side. Looking at the guard to her left, the riot guard sighs, flipping her mask down with her left, as her right rests on her shotgun. "Hey Johnson, I'll take these four in, think on the service corridor, just light work going on there today, you fine with that..right?" Johnson already knowing a bit on how things worked...and the fact these three were rats and high criminals, assumed someone would try offing them..while the guards didn't take matters into their own hands unless forced, they knew when to look the other way, when house cleaning was called for.
"Nah, thats fine, me and the squad will be out of radio contact though, bad reception in that damn area, remember your first priority is your own safety and the escourt of the guards..I don't think these four will give your trouble, just keep the binders on, should be fine. Watch your self though. I think the computer logs have been messed up lately. No telling whos down there right now."
Smiling a bit behind the mask Sara was pleased. Johnson was always..understanding with matters like this. Corruption was ripe with some guards, they knew they had a job, but they also knew men with targets on their backs, that where the scum of the earth, weren't worth dying for. Thats not to say the guards wouldn't drop the hammer themselves however. "Yeah I seen that. IF anything happens I'll just chase down the attackers, close the area down. You know how it is." Seemingly the white prisoner was relaying to the three Chinese what was being said. Exchanging nervous glances, they didn't like this one bit...but what choice did they have..
"We'll get a move on Jackasses, I ain't got all goddamn day." Nudging one with the rear of her shotgun, to encourage them of course, she mutters to herself. "Let yee without sin cast the first stone...and the lord said to punish the wicked and offer up thanks to the Lord, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. Amen." Whistling to herself, the group of five head off down the various halls, if all was according to plan, the vig should be around. She was half curious if he would end up going back to watch what happens after losing her. Unless he was total shit at this, and she shot him herself at any rate. However...it seemed likely someone else would see these events..though to Sara's arrangement...after all she had work from...others in the prison that wanted to what the prisoners in this farce were able to do.
