so you feel entitled to a sense of control

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Edwon hadn't been given many details in preparation for this mission. He never was. That information wasn't necessary, supposedly. A name, a location, that was it, with the clear instruction to extract that person. And it was true that he didn't strictly need to know more, but he wasn't an agent because a lack of information satisfied him.

He'd done some digging, and realized that Zareeth had the recipe for a neurotoxin that the Empire wanted their hands on. Stealing the recipe wouldn't be sufficient, of course, since the Empire tended to prefer any knowledge to be exclusively theirs. He'd considered going against direct orders and negotiating a deal with Zareeth and his group, instead, just to show his bosses that brute force was still the boring solution... But sadly, there was no time for that. He wasn't the only one after the neurotixin.

Which was why he was now appearing out of thin air in front of Zareeth, blaster pointed directly at him as he switched off his Stealth Field Generator. "I'm afraid you have to come with me," he said, almost sounding sorry, too, even though he wasn't. "And we're in a bit of a rush. You'll have to excuse the methods."

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"I could have you dragged." Not by himself, of course. He was stronger than he looked, but still a small man, and he wouldn't be able to both drag Zeereth as well as fight off their attackers. Thankfully he could call for help if he decided he needed it.

But this was an easier solution. He had secured a safe house nearby, and the plan was to get Zeereth there, and then plan for how to get him safely off planet. This time, he did decide to switch his stealth tech on, turning the two of them invisible. Personally, he wasn't in the mood to fight.

And it would only take them about five minutes of walking to get to the safe house.

[blooddrunk]

Zeereth just snorted softly but didn't bother to retort, instead just falling silent as he was forced to follow along after his captor. He wasn't talkative under the best of circumstance and obviously the situation made him even less so, so he reluctantly went to the safe house without another word.

While some part of him was itching to try another escape attempt the rest of him knew better than to bother, especially after getting a glimpse into Edwon's resourcefulness. At this point his best bet would be to try and barter some way or hope for a longer diversion.