Faklis the Loyal

II

As we step out into the hangar, Lezia in my arms, we are greeted by the bustling noise of many voices, engines and other machinery working. The hangar is full of people, workers and Guardians and even, to my surprise, a couple of Eliksni. All working together and chatting away, well, were until we came into their view. All those who noticed us were staring, wondering who we were and what are we doing here. 

Lezia: Ignore them, let's go forward to the customs so we can register. 

Faklis: Of course, do you know where it is, the customs?

She points forward so I walk in that direction, we climb many sets of stairs until we reach a doorway that leads into an open courtyard. I continue forward but she points behind us, so I turn my head around and notice a small booth, separated by a window , but there is an opening.

Lezia: Over there and let me do the talking.

I nod and walk up to the booth, a robot stands behind it. They start talking, but my mind wanders, I look around, for any sign of danger. I get so focused on watching out that their voices just become incomprehensible whispering. The courtyard is full of Guardians, Cabal and Eliksni. A man stand at a balcony, overlooking the city, his blue skin indicates that he is a Awoken, like Lezia, right of him, a man clad in armor, a two horns on his helmet, one seems to be broken. Turning my head further rightwards I see a Exo selling weapons and not far from him another Awoken, his wears strange robes and a holographic projector of some kind of object. I feel a tug at my arm and look down, it seems that Lezia had finished.

Lezia: All good and stop being so damn stiff. Now, let us go and meet some people and maybe visit the market.

Faklis: We must be constantly on guard, who knows what kind of dangers lurk here.

Lezia: You really need to learn how to relax. Anyways, let us ask around, but not that blue bald guy over there. 

Faklis: Why not? He seems like a leader.

Lezia: And for that reason we shouldn't, he know Mara and I don't want to find out that the bounty that had been put on me is still up for grabs. 

As we start to explore around, first looking at the strange tree that is there. We pass by many folk, all staring at us, some do it discretely while others not. Someone calls out to us, so I turn around and see an Awoken female, an eye patch on her left ear. She seems to carry a hand cannon on her hip, a look of disgust on her face. But not targeted at me, but Lazia. I look down at her and she is clearly nervous and scared. 

Petra: Well, well, look who it is. Look who decided to show up.

Faklis: Who is this Lady Lezia?

Lezia: Petra Venj, one of the queens loyal followers. 

Faklis: Do you want me to kill her?

Lezia: No, don't, she hasn't done anything for now. Didn't expect to see you Petra, still licking the Queens boot?

Petra: I would be careful with you words, your bounty might have been taken down, but there are people who would gladly kill you.

Lezia: My bounty had been taken down? Why?

Petra: By the Queen herself. I don't know why, but I won't question her decision. I see you have gotten yourself a slave.

The words aren't an insult me as I know that I am no slave. I have my own free will, I made this decision myself.

Lezia: He isn't my slave bitch. In fact, you might be the Queens bootlicker, he is my very own loyal guard. 

Petra: What is he even? A Eliksni? A Psyon?