Hadley was conflicted. They had been so close to closing the deal. Before they had gotten caught by one of the higher-ups. Damn.
They would have gotten so much for the drive, as it was some heavily encrypted information.
This situation wasn't what they wanted, but it was the best way it could turn out. The group must have underestimated them. That was good. That was very good.
They could work with this.
"C'mon, just give us something," The man in front of them said. "Just one tiny thing. That's all we need." The man frowned when they didn't give an answer. He sighs before telling someone to throw them in a nearby cell with someone else.
They mutter obscenities as they sit up. That had hurt them a little, as it jostled their broken rib that they had gotten from the group's first assault. It had been fun knocking the cocky bastards down a peg.
The girl-no, woman- was staring at them intently as if trying to find out all of their secrets. "What?" they snap, startling her a little.
"Sorry; I didn't mean to offend you or anything," she apologizes, blue-lavender eyes peeking out from silver-white locks. She gives them a soft smile that makes them think of home. They return it with a fickle one. Hayden's eyes are drawn to their hands, suddenly feeling awkward. "Did- did I offend you?" she asks.
They shake their head.
"No. No, I- I just- It's been a long few days," They settle on saying. "It's been a long few days and I- you know what? Nevermind." They sit in the farthest corner from the woman. She unnerved them anyway...and not in a good way.
"Where are you from?" she tries, once again to make conversation. "Another planet or this one?"
They turn their attention to the supposed "princess" of an almost extinct alien race. "Look, no offense, but I should've been out of here hours ago." They look down to the communication device in their hand. Somehow, the idiots didn't recognize what it was and didn't take it from them. "It shouldn't be taking this long..."
They get cut off from a blast that takes out a side of the cell.
"Had!" someone yells out, and they grin. "You got five to get off this planet!"
They turn back to the princess. "That's my cue." They jump out of the still blazing ring of fire in the cell wall and make a run for it. Their ribs ache more the longer they run, trying to make it to the rendezvous point.
They get to the room that their confiscated contraband is held and swipes the drive from the startled guards and taunts them as they give chase.
They run through the overcrowded streets, ducking under and jumping over things as they run, quips flooding from their mouth to the group behind them. "Is that as fast as you can go?" they taunt, as a sharp pain come from the area of their broken rib. They run quicker, praying that the bone doesn't penetrate a lung.
That would be messy.
Suddenly, someone grabs their arm and pulls them into an alleyway, and they watch as the guards pass their hiding spot. They turn to the person beside them: a small child, looking to be the age of ten.
"Follow me, Hadley Fawke," she says after she checks that the guards are gone. " Destiny awaits you."
And they're off again.