[b]Recording[/b] [b]A deep robotic voice speaks with a hint of a British accent, to a masculine voice that sounds like a grizzled mercenary.[/b] [Voice 1] "Do you understand the job?" [Voice 2] "Yes, trap Cyprus in any way possible, and eliminate them. What was the pay for this job exactly?" [Voice 1] "1 million credits. Do you remember what you wagered for that reward?" [Voice 2] "Yeah, yeah. We fail, you hunt us down. Don't worry, we haven't failed yet, and we've been through plenty." [Voice 1] "You underestimate them. they are my-" *static* [b]The tape begins to cut out, obviously internally damaged in some way.[/b] [Voice 2] "What do you want with them anyway?" [Voice 1] "Well, they-" *static* [b]The tape shorts out there.[/b] [b]Prisoner[/b] "Alright, alright... I'll tell you all I know. I'm not- wasn't exactly a big fish in my crew, but I was near the meeting. I caught a glimpse of the... Well, what claimed to be a female. It spoke in a deep robotic voice, and talked like she knew you guys like the back of her hand. She explained the price of failure, and the importance of the mission, but you guys dropped us with only two men..." [b]He takes a deep breath.[/b] "She'll be angry we failed, but there won't be anyone left but you to take revenge on. And even with how skilled you people are... You won't come out. Not this time." [b]The group threatens, asking for a name and more description.[/b] "She was tall, bulky, with these huge Vulcan turrets mounted on her shoulders. She had tendrils coming from her back and some sort of chemical sprayer attached to one arm. I could hardly count the number of swords she had on her waist, along with pistols and rifles in holsters all around... Anyway... We didn't dare deny her." [b]The group starts mumbling and theorizing and in the commotion, the man kicks his leg out, revealing an armed EMP explosive. It all happened so fast, the group couldn't respond. His hardlight cuffs were off, and he had the gun to his head.[/b] "I'm sure I'll see you all soon..." [b]Bang.[/b]