<div class="floatleft">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/database/haydenpanettiere/hayden_panettiere300.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Game Master<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Astartes Arbites<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entrance to a slave pit, Low Hive<br/><strong>Case File:</strong>Two<br/><strong>Investigators:</strong>Cat Thebes, Callidon<br/><br/>Cat Thebes was correct that there would be little cooperation.  Her lack of interest seemed only to spurn the woman to new victims as she sought out Callidon’s elusive gaze.  A tongue to her lips and a reaching hand quickly turned into a scream.  Suddenly she jerked away from him, jerked away from them both as if struck.  The scream was something primal and filled with horror.  Accalia suddenly went down to the ground, crumbling into a fetal position.  Arms curled at her knees as she began to sob, the coat atop her no longer fought as she cried about what she had done.  A confession close to her lips, but just as suddenly her eyes hazed over again to regard them with a whore’s temptation.<br/><br/>A young officer ran toward Thebes at this point, a vox held out for her use.  “Ma’am, I got a call from a pair saying they are with your unit.”<br/>