"How do you think? We work careful, and we keep our heads down. You know as well as I do that he has access to supplies we're going to need if we're going to avoid all this Apprentice / Oldgov drama. And you know that this supply drop is going to put us in a position where we don't have to loot for a month. Even if the cow is a bastard, all we're lookin' for is the steak."<br/><br/>Drew scoffs a bit at that as he moves over to Rishi's side, pulling a heavy-looking magno-injector from the kit. With practiced deftness, the Ork loads a capsule of clear, amber liquid into the injector's chamber, and positions the nozzle of the machine right against a vein in Rishi's shoulder. For a brief moment, she feels a sting like a mosquito's bite... and then nothing, as the near-microscopic stream of liquid punches its way into her bloodstream.<br/><br/>Within moments, the drug takes effect. Sure, the elf's head begins to swim like she's been drinking for an hour... but the fire in her torso starts to dim, and she can move her legs without feeling like she's going to gush all over the floor of the van. If the effect continues to build, though, she's going to have a very interesting evening when the staunch runs out...<br/><br/>"I still think it's bullshit. How did he even do it, anyway? Surely you would have seen it coming if he'd dropped a bug-bomb or something..." Ginza looks over at Rishi, anger- but thankfully, not realization- burning in his eyes. If anything, Rishi might take some consolation in the fact that he's this angered on her behalf...