The syringe was already half full with a lime green liquid. Psy remembered that much as her fingers grazed the plastic tube in her pant's pocket. It was filled with phorlunaphyl. More commonly know on the "street" as 4D. The drug was a powerful sedative. Rumors abounded that the 4D meant that a full dosage (whatever that even meant) had the strength to knock out a Xeno for four full days. Psy didn't believe that at all. Who the hell was running around drugging Xenos and then waiting for them to wake up and measuring that time-frame? More generally the sedative was marketed on the fact that high enough amounts could have a person out "for days."<br/><br/>Half of the amount she had left would do the trick. Just get her visitor out long enough to rummage through his pockets, figure out how to work his ship and get the hell out of Dodge. She wasn't out to kill the guy and besides, using that much of the 4D would leave her SOL the next time she needed it. It wasn't that she didn't have more, but she couldn't ask whoever was threatening to her kindly wait while she searched through her bag for the full vial and filled the syringe again. She needed to always have some at the ready. It might not have been as cool as a weapon, but it got the job done. A girl like her had to be resourceful. How else had she managed to say alive that long?<br/><br/>It was an easy trick - ask about a mysterious sound that didn't exist. The second the person turned around, jab the needle into their neck. Her plan depended on his curiosity, but she had the element of surprise on her side. Or so she thought. Trouble was there actually was a sound. Whatever it was, she couldn't quite make it out. Maybe it was beeping? Whirring? The sounded faded and although she strained her ears to pick it up again, it was gone. It couldn't have been his ship, right? She'd heard the engine rev up, but that had been it.<i>I cannot be hearing things!</i><br/><br/>"You hear that? The hell is that?" she asked, making sure to keep her back against the remnants of the wall so she could see anything or anybody in front of her.  She wouldn't fall for a ploy she'd been planning to execute. "Are you doing that? Is that coming from you?" She wasn't exactly hip on the newest technologies - maybe she'd just heard him press a button or start up a program. That was best case scenario. Worse case scenario? Well she would need a lot more than some 4D in her pocket.