Hindsight is 20/20, and no matter your ability at using math to predict probabilities some things just come out of the left field to hit you right in the gob. Alice should have seen it coming, but she had been occupied arguing with one of the paramedics. The AI couldn't just hand over someone needing help to people she couldn't identify. It was a situation that wouldn't have happened without the chaotic aftermath of the terrorist strike. Still, she should have been able to predict just how unreasonable some of these pirates got.<br/><br/>Shocked gasps and a scream alerted Alice to the situation and the AI whirled around to face Cain holding a live armament against the temple of one of the medics.<span style="color: #4dffff">"You've got to be kidding me... Tell me this is just a bug in my optics..."</span>She muttered. Mimicking the taking of a deep breath, Alice held up her hands to diplomatically calm the pirate down.<span style="color: #4dffff">"Miss Inviere, you've got a lot of guts for pulling this but calm the fuck down and put that pistol away, I'm not letting these guys take your girlfriend. She's not going to leave your sight so don't give me a month's worth of paperwork by doing something rash."</span><br/><br/>The AI listened to Cain's words. Panic, desperation. Violence was the tool people grasped when they had nothing else left to try and achieve what they wanted. She could probably take down Cain non-lethally once her combat clearance came in, but there was no guarantee she would be able to do it before the woman pulled the trigger. She didn't look like someone who bluffed. Alice briefly glanced at Toshimi at the alien's interjection before letting her eyes scan the bar. Her antennae twitched up and down as she analyzed the situation. Tension was high, and some had their hands on their own weapons, and frankly Alice knew those would likely be pointed sooner at her than Cain.<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #4dffff">"You're going to make my processors burn out, I swear..."</span>Alice glowered. She turned to remaining medical team as Cain had her last snog with Toshimi.<span style="color: #4dffff">"The lot of you, get out... I said get out of here you fairies before I have you spend a night in jail!"</span>Alice's antennae perked up as she finally established a connection with her superiors.<span style="color: #4dffff">"Hostage situation in the bar, get a medical and security team prepped. Yes, medical, equipped to deal with brain hemorrhaging, potential psionic attack."</span>Alice communicated verbally, even if it was faster for her to use different means, this way the idiot with the gun didn't get any stupid ideas. The AI still requested her combat clearance subvocally though, no need for them to know that.<br/><br/>Alice activated the system of Lili's stretcher, allowing her to remain in a stabilized condition while she was being transported.<span style="color: #4dffff">"There. Medical care is waiting for your girlfriend and I've got her safe and sound for a quiet back alley trip. Now let that woman go."</span>Alice guided the stretcher forward as she approached Cain and the kitchen entrance, keeping it perfectly stabilized, Lili likely wouldn't be able to feel the biggest bump in the road with the AI's fine control.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>