Feline ears perked up in attention when the Zax commander announced his arrival. She glanced over her shoulder at the large male Zax. Watching his pose and listening to the reactions of the others in the bar to his presence. Neymi wasn't really familiar with the alliance's leaders and commanders, but this Klaxx certainly seemed known by his kinsmen. That he was here in district 3 of Horizon meant that whatever he wanted, he couldn't get through more legal means or use his soldiers for it, yet it was still important enough for him to personally come down here. Neymi smelled trouble, but still pushed herself away from the bar in order to follow the commander into his private booth. The spheric drones following her as she abandoned her still untouched drink on the bar.<br/><br/>Neymi adeptly made her way to the crowds, dodging any drunks. While she made her way over to the hidden booth, she watched the others lining up to join. Two humans. Wait no. One human and an android. She couldn't feel the machine's mind. The camarian who had been ogling the android followed too. She confidently followed the three inside the booth as a second human walked up to the booth's entrance. The Goz/human hybrid spared her a brief glance before she stepped inside.<br/><br/>She instantly felt more comfortable in the booth. Cut off from the main chamber, the noise, light and smells weren't as intense here, which spared her superior senses somewhat. Neymi's ears gave a twitch while she glanced at everyone, letting the mental barriers she build up in her mind slip to listen to try and listen to their ambient thoughts. She gave no outward sign of her psionic ability, her expression locked in the same focused look. Her slitted eyes wildly darting around.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>