After a while of contemplating, Drake seemed to be taking things considerably more seriously. He stroked his chin with his prosthetic hand as he studied the display, and listened to the woman speak. “Where do I come into all this?” He finally asked. “You could’ve hired any of the mercenaries in Tatakai... yet you decided to kidnap me. Why?”

"Because you're already a part of it. A part of her... err... I mean Its plan." She said, moving to computer terminals on the side and typing in a data input. "Caroline..." She trailed off. "Come with me. I need you to see something else." [spoiler]Does Drake have an earpiece?[/spoiler]

[spoiler]He would unless Frontier took his out.[/spoiler] This had Drake's mind racing. He'd done a lot of things in the last few years, true, but Frontier had seemingly appeared out of nowhere after Caroline's arrival. There was presumably a chance that they'd had their sights on him before he came into contact with her... but this was definitely some conspiracy. Drake didn't trust this woman one bit.

[spoiler]They didn't [/spoiler] "Shit." She said, as the computer screen glitched an the hologram shut down. "No. NO! Fuсk! FUСK!" She looked at the machine. "Someone in the system just tried to purge our planet data. My explanation is going to be put a little on hold for the moment. Until we find out who it is, I'm putting you back in your room." He suddenly got really sleepy, as a device implanted on his leg had already begun to administer sedatives. Within moments, he was out cold. -------------------------------- He would wake up back in the room he started in, locked in with no one else there. That is, excluding the voice that came over his earpiece. "Rise and shine, kid." The man said, an almost rouge accent to his voice. "What? You'd think I'd just let Frontier feed you a bunch of bullshit? Nah. I needed to talk to you alone."

“Ugh...” Drake held a hand to his head, feeling exceptionally groggy as he became conscious. Something about these sedatives were really bothering him, to the point where it felt like he heard a voice in his head. It took him a few seconds to realize that there actually [i]was[/i] a voice in his head. Drake shook his head slowly, trying to clear his distracted mind. “Yeah, well, I’m locked in a bedroom in some top-secret facility. That’s about as alone as I can get.” As with the woman, Drake instinctively didn’t trust the man, but he was still willing to hear him out.

"Yeah well, I did that. And I also cut off the observation of this room so you can speak freely. Your welcome." He said, taking on an almost ironic 'John-from-IT' voice for no apparent reason. "Name's Jay. Err... that's what they call me anyway."

“Alright Jay, I’m assuming you have a plan here.” Drake said wryly, idly strolling throughout the room as they talked. “What’s the next move?”