Neymi took the compliments aimed at her, both spoken and unspoken, in stride. In all honesty, she was more satisfied by Rhi backing down than defusing the situation but no good would come from admitting that. A smirk played on the corner of her lips while she didn't take her eyes off the first lieutenant during the elevator ride up, watching the woman like a cat might eye a fish in a bowl. Before Neymi could test the proverbial waters and see if it was worth getting her paws wet, the ride was over. She frowned, but stepped outside as Rhi asked. From the looks of the place, and the smell, it seemed they were in some government bureaucratic processing center. AKA paperwork. This first impression was quickly conflicted as they walked up the stairs and into white, sterile hallways. Somehow, Neymi felt her senses sharpen. Her control over her own mental barriers and that of others refined as the swirls and Camarian patterns guided the flow of her thoughts.<br/><br/>The heavy security caught Neymi off-guard. While she didn't recognize the winged armour of the guards patrolling the halls along with robotic security drones, Darion did, and she caught the thoughts rushing to the forefront of his mind. Military base. Bureaucracy. Were they at the very heart of the Horizon space center, where the leaders of the Alliance made their home? Many questions, and few answers, even with her quietly perusing the surface thoughts of those around her as a safety precaution. As they stepped in the cavernous room, Neymi realized that whatever this place was, her guess likely wasn't far off. Space was precious on Horizon, and here there was a lush excess of it. Was this a courtroom? It did look like one, with Klaxx sitting there cuffed. She shrugged in response to roach's words and Darion's response.<span style="color: blue">"The operation was covert, until mystery aliens happened and your zhip's AI decided to znitch. If you ztill own that vessel after all this, can I zuggest a personality wipe?"</span><br/><br/>As Klaxx procured their payment, and tossed it onto the table, Neymi quickly trapped the clattering plastic beneath a finger before any of the others could react.<span style="color: blue">"The agreement was ten thousand per person, half paid up front. This is way below what was promised."</span>She snapped at the Zax, briefly baring her fangs while picking the disk up. Still eyeing the ex-commander, she inserted the disk into her own computer, bringing up a holoscreen to quickly verify the disk's contents, before dividing the money into three parts and sending a part to Darion and a part to Toi.  She ignored the short exchange between Rhi and Klaxx. The roach was right after all. This whole thing was a senseless circus and she wasn't going to let the ringmaster get away without a good lecturing and a taste of his own whip.<br/><br/>Her attention was stolen away from the money as the 'show' began. Frowning, Neymi turned to look at the holograms while listening in to the thoughts of those around her. Focusing especially on reading Rhi's and Klaxx's surface thoughts to get a better clue on what was going on.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>