Rubar pushed through the double doors and found himself in a place he rememgered all too well...the hold cells. He paced the corridor, looking at the digital displayes on the doors showing that the cells were vacant.<br/>"Either they didn't get much of a shipment today...", he murmured, "or the prisoners have already been moved..." Rubar didn't like that second though. Thankfully, it was cut short when he noticed several ravaged cells at the far end of the block. Quickly running over to them, he examaned the reckage. The lock on one of them appeared to have been ripped off, and on another the bars seemed to have simply fallen out. The third appeared to have suffered no damage at all.<br/>"Lucky stiff!" he thought as he kicked one of the bars across the floor, but then he noticed something about the other door that made him look more closely. Judging by the compression of the metal and stress patterns, the lock appeared to have been pulled off my something hard...maybe metallic......and claw shaped?<br/>"Metal...four claw shaped indentions around the lock......nooo, Zen?"<br/>He groaned, not out of fear but confusion." Zen, Zen, Zen...how could a guy as deadly as you let yourself get captured again?" He turned and headed for the ravaged com panel. It had been hacked alright...to bits by the look of it, with wires spiced together and sparking. He noticed something shiny in the cell with the broken bars. Walking over to the door, he did his claw thing and sliced the lock, then pulled open the door. Inside he found an unusual coin...gold, with a dragon's head on one side and a fox's tail on the other. Knealing next to it he picked it up and placed it in his pocket. Maybe later he would find the coin's owner...