Mortimus watched the exchange curiously, deciding to not get involved but be ready encase violence ensued. As the small army of cybernetics stormed in and surrounded the group, Mortimus dropped his fists. He knew of this group and he knew that they were no threat. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the small wolf child creep away. He decided not to raise it, letting him go. Mortimus coughed and patted the Seraphim on the shoulder.
"Hard Luck." He removed the harness from his back and placed it at the sun elf's feet. "Fuel, well its actually infernium, bit unreliable but should be enough to get your ship somewhere safe." Brushing down his coat and re-adjusting his hat, Mortimus moved to stand with the Nypherian soldiers.

Things now had changed. The ship ignored the warnings and tried to dock with the ships. All hulls locked and the shields immediately came on. The massive ship began to moved forward. A few Frigates flanked the ship and fighters than powered up their shields and armed their weapons. A messaged popped upon the ships screen. A few warning shots were fired at the sides of the ship. Striking and grazing the ship. Only leaving scorch markings.

“ Last Warning ://: Stay away, Failure to comply will lead to your death ://: Message repeat. Stay Away or Die ://:”

The Cybernetic only watched and listened to the Alien. It fired a warning shot at the feet of the alien. A few others easily detected the child and pointed him back towards the group. One of the soldiers shook it’s head and forced him back. “We will offer this one last time. You’re surrounded and none of your friends can help you. We, the Nypherian Empire, have zero fucks of your rank or title. You question our intelligence but one being demands us to drop our weapons and surrender. Either you’re a moron or you’re stuck on your high horse. You have two choices. The first is to drop your weapons and walk out to your ship and leave. The second choice is that we capture you. Parade you around on Galactic TV and label you as a terrorist attacking civilian vessels. You have 10 seconds to decide how this comes out. We’re also 11 feet apart from each other. Running at us won’t be smart. Pointing a gun or a blade will only lead to your death. 10 seconds…” The Nypherians powered up their weapons and waited for the countdown to finish. If the count to 10 finish, they would shoot and kill the alien in front of them.

Kyle was mad at the Nypherians for catching him. He didn't care what happened to him, he just needed to get on that ship. The Nypherians were technologically advanced; it was natural that they would have some form or bionic arm hecould steal from their mothership to fix his right arm. There was only one way to get on that ship that he could think of (besides sneaking). Kyle would get himself arrested by the Nypherians. 

He leaped into action, drawing a small plasma pistol he had never used, and fired it randomly at one of the Nypherians. He hoped this would get him wat he wanted, and not killed instead.

"thanks, but you should probaply bring that to the cockpit once these pirates are out of here...shouldnt take too long though... they're outnumbered and outgunned."
she snickers ominously as she waits for something to happen...this was the most fun she had in a long time...

“No there is no deal, pirate. You will be escorted to the back of the ship, we will allow one of your filth to pick you up. You will leave. There is no if ands or buts. You will leave..” The cybernetic had been cut off by the little werewolf kid firing off a plasma gun. The round hit one of the Nypherian soldiers and caused it to fall to the ground. The surrounding Nypherians grabbed him and subdued him. A few holding weapons near the back of his head. This caught the Cybernetic off guard a bit as he had never seen someone do something this ridiculous. He shook his head as the boy had been subdued and motioned the pirate past him. “Go, call to your people and leave. If you fail to do so. We puncture your suit and space you. For the rest of you. We will do minor repairs on the ship and control your…thing” he said as he motioned towards the boy that had been subdued. The Nypherian soldier who got shot, stood up. A hole had been left on its shoulder from the plasma gun fire. Nanites swarmed over the damaged part, repairing it.

Small probes left the large Nypherian cruisers and began to do minor repairs on the ship. Making sure that they had enough to get to the closest repair port. “The closest port isn’t close by but the friendliest territory is up North. You will find a station called, Vermire Station. That is Nypherian territory. They can perform full repairs and upgrades to your ship, if you have the cash. Now we leave as the minor repairs to your ship are done. We will dispose of the filth pirate.” The cybernetic said as they moved the pirate along. They had no intentions of hurting him at all or tricking him. They just wanted him to leave. The group of Nypherians pointed him towards the back hangar of the ship and waited for him to get picked up. Once he left, they would leave.

THIS MESSAGE IS OUT OF CHARACTER (OOC)  Defaox I edited my character bio to include Kyle's arrest. Is that ok?

OOC: There are a few issues. No Worries, I sent you a PM with details.

she stood there silently, the small elf seemed to enjoy all this tension in her head as the voice in her head yelled: "kill them! grapple him and pull him onto your gun! or better yet! shoot him first and then grapple his corpse. haha!" she had to try hard to refuse these suggestions, she wanted to see where this went. meanwhile her physical apearance did not look like a violent sociopath but more like a young woman, scared of the gun she was holding. her 'about-to-cry' face was nothing more than a mask she wore to diminish suspicions of her sick desires...

she proceeded to stir things up a bit and spoke in her high voice "how come a skeleton can live without organs or skin...?" it seemed a bit of a random question but it was part of her plan to cause confusion in the current room, only to see what could come out of it...

[*ooc: i have been out of character with keya for some time now, i recently found files with her original character design so this personality shift may be a bit weird. my apoligies]

Mortimus tilted his head to the sun elf, looking at her with empty eyes sockets.
"Magic... dark magic. A curse on me and my people..." His dry, cold voice trailed off as if he had started reminisce. With a shake of his head he continued. "You don't need to know any more." He bent over and picked up the harness, putting it back on. "Which way is your cockpit? This ship isn't going to refuel itself."

The Nypherian Cybernetic looked at the pirate. "Pirate trash. I recommend you call your friends and leave.If you don't comply, we will just kick you off the ship and space you." the Nypherians held the werewolf boy down and kept their guns on him. The other soldiers escorted Braak to the back of the ship and waited for his friends to come pick him up. The Cybernetic walked back to the crew of the ship. "Probes have been dispatched and will repair the ship. They're just quick repairs and will fail if legitimate repairs aren't done. We recommend you make your way to Vermire Station within Nypherian Empire. We will repair your ship full, free of charge. The boys missing arm shall be replaced. We can grow him a new one or the market has a cybernetic for him. "

"ma'am...ill leave you to deal with these pirates, then i can go with himto refuel my ship." she says as she leads mortimus to the cockpit of the ship, the door was locked but upon scanning her retina and entering a code the thick blast doors open and the entrance to the cockpit is open, she leads mortimus to a large gauge for fuel and opns it up for him, soon her ship will reach it's destination, despite the attack and keya can make victims once more.

[end thread]

Mortimus nods as he takes off the harness and removes the two tanks. Opening one a steady stream of red vapour floats out, dispersing into the air. As he poured the liquid he turned to her.
"Now I should warn you that this stuff, this Infernium, is quite unreliable. It can get you to the nearest safe planet or station if used sparingly. Once you need to refuel again I suggest you clean the whole system before hand. Just to remove any... demonic presence." He muttered the last part as he finished the second tank. Putting it back in the harness then back on his back he closed gauge.