By the time Kirk finishes his little chat with Jasper the lift stops and a large door slides open to allow him to drive the hover car inside one of the large underground bases of the Rebels.  Stopping near the entrance door to one of the main labs.  "Think about my offer Jas and let me know what you think when I get back.  In the mean time go ahead inside and see Misty the receptionist inside.  She'll get you started with setting up things that you might need to work on the little project I just dumped in your lap."  Once Jasper was out of the car Kirk made his way to the hanger where the war bird was already fully loaded and ready to go with engines already up and running.<br/><br/>Kirk climbed in taking note of the faces inside before giving word for lift off.  He just hoped that Nine and Maya hadn't already gotten themselves into to much trouble already.  The exit for the hanger was in one of the ruins of an old long forgotten bombed out city that was deep in the area known as the pits.  The war bird lifted up straight into the air then shot off in the general direction taken by Nine and Maya.  As they lifted off Kirk couldn't help but wonder what kind of flare Nine was going to manage to send off to let him know where feline was located.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Pickler's<br/><br/>13A ran along side of Rhiyu down the hall with one arm around Bambi who despite not really trusting the feline all that much seemed to be happy to be moving and under way.  Dionys who was running a few feet ahead of them came to a skidding stop when the Barron suddenly turned a corner putting his fat ass right in their escape path.  13A let go of Bambi and launched himself at the fat man before the Barron had a chance to reach for gun he kept at his belt.  It was the gun he used to keep his pets in line.  Keeping it set on stun to make sure they did what he wanted of them.<br/><br/>The Barron extremely surprised by the onslaught was thrown to the floor with a large thump.  His layers and rolls of fat rippling like waves.  Upon catching his wind he found himself on the ground with the black feline practically leaning on his chest with the gun aimed right at his forehead.  One look at the gun showing that it had been switched from stun to kill.  The fat man tried to lift his arms to grapple for the gun but was surprised once again when he lifted the arms but they only dangled there uselessly each having been broken in at least 13 different places.<br/><br/>Hissing like a wild black panther 13A sent his thoughts towards his friends not really knowing if they would hear him or not but thinking they would considering the fact that they had all apparently had heard the same 'other' voice that for the most part was still speaking in 13's mind but now he was able to compartmentalize it so that it was not bothering him like it had been when it first started, ~*Anyone want a crack at this fool before we get out of this place?*~  The fat man had always been so secure in thinking he had tight control that he had never bothered to hire any kind of security staff only employing a few maids to help out with all the work.  None of them however were likely to lift a hand to help the fat man even if they did see what was going on after dealing with his constant abuse day in and day out.