In Hotel RoomsIn Hotel RoomsOf all the places, that had been the last place that he had expected to find himself. That, had been a luxurious, four-star hotel, by human standards. The hotel, he knew, was some place in one of the major cities on the Earth- the last place that he would have expected to find himself held prisoner. Why Earth? Caravi knew the answer to that question at least. He hadn't expected them to lay a trap on what was generally known as a rather insignificant planet when it came to comparisons. It was a moment of vulnerability on his part, after having let down his guard for a few days of expected peace. Instead of a relaxing few days w
The Hardest Question to AnswerHis mouth still stung with the fiery bitter poison that he knew still coursed through his veins, even this many hours later. Their stimulants had done nothing to help with that- that was for sure. Caravi lay on the tiny cot of the hotel-turned interrogation room, completely and utterly unable to move even a single limb. They had done their research well, he thought bitterly, too well. Somehow, they had managed to concoct a solution that not only had him completely vulnerable in his inability to move, but also far more free with his words. Truth serum. The very words caused his careworn and downright exhausted face to crumple in disgust. The v
Temporary RefugeTemporary RefugeThey were hiding in the back of a long-since abandoned ambulance, something like twenty years in the past, or at least, that's what Caravi would have estimated. That was a rough estimate to be precise though. In his present state, there was very little that Caravi was certain about at this point in time."Come on, Caravi. Focus." Zimot said as Thristal returned.Caravai sent Zimot an exasperated glare, still finding that that was about the extent of his abilities to respond. "I'm trying to." Caravi grunted, blending the letters together through half-numb lips."Try harder then," Zimot said coolly, preparing to relocated b