An old friend.
Isan, Lver, and Iris all had "dinner". It was getting late. The CVP officer said to get some sleep. The officer opened a hatch behind him leading under the small deck. The marshal was going to stay above deck incase they had came into firing range of a military patrol boat. Isan and Iris climbed down the small latter and turned to see there was only one bed, again. They both shrugged it off and looked around the room. They found a dresser and opened it to see a pair of blue flannel pajamas. Isan and Iris quickly pulled the pajamas out of the dresser turned away from each other and changed. This was the first time they got to change their close since they arrived at the citadel. Thankfully the pills they took as food happened to be a cleaning agent of some sort. They lied down in the comfortable queen sized bed and shut off the light, and then they realized that the boat does not have any internal heating what so ever. Isan and Iris quickly rapped themselves around each other and went back to sleep.
8:00, Off the coast of the southern pole.
Isan and Iris woke up and sat in the bed being sure not to let their death grip off one another. The marshal was standing in the doorway with a sly look on his face. "Looks like you two are getting along pretty well." he said with a smirk on his face. Iris and Isan looked at each other then at their arms and quickly let go. "If we make it there fast enough we can have a real breakfast with my friend, or do you want to snuggle all day?" In response to the comment they jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed. When Iris and Isan made it above deck they saw a large rocky cliff, at the very bottom was a underground dock complex. Once they arrived they got off the boat and was led by a CVP officer up to the surface. The surface looked somewhat like an old British village, A few small towns scattered the island. In the very center of town was the CVP station, which was passing out weaponry and supplies. The marshal led them to the town manor. He knocked on the door and was greeted by a tall man with a blue suit and black, military styled hair. "Come in." he said to the marshal in what appeared to be the national language. The marshal mentioned for them to come in. while they were walking the man in the blue suit said in English with a stutter "W-welcome to my humb-ble abode. Assss you can sssee thisss iss not my nativ-ve language." Isan and Iris both nodded then continued to follow him. They entered a large dining hall. They all sat down at the table with eggs and ham awaiting them. Isan and Iris were both enjoyed by this as it was the first time they had food that was not contained in a pill or a frozen container for weeks. After breakfast they went towards the living room to have a chat of sorts. The living room had two couches facing opposite to each other, with a glass table separating the two. The man in the blue suit and the marshal sat in one couch, and Isan and Iris sat in another. The marshal handed the letter he took off the body of the delivery marshal to the man in the suit and asked him to read it. After quickly scanning the letter the man in the suit said "It seems to be a demand of some sort, they want Isan back for something." "But why would they want just him?" replied the marshal. "Something about his blood. The red clamp means they want his blood." said the suited man stuttering along the way. The marshal and suited man looked up to see Iris holding Isan very closely. "I know what they want his blood for, and they aren't getting it." said a very disturbed Iris. "I've worked with Eli Vance. Isan has blood type A, it would burn an advisors skin. They want him dead. If your military got him they would probably hand him right over to the combine." "Then we must leave the nation and head for a neutral state." replied the marshal. Isan did not say anything as he was in shock for two reasons, the first one was the combine specifically wanted HIM dead. The second was that Iris was holding him like her own child and he didn't even know her a week ago. "Well, its settled then." said the man in the blue suit. "We get Iris and Isan out of the nation and we get the marshal straight towards the prime minister."
I am sorry for the numerous grammatical errors you might find throughout the story, I currently have a tight schedule and do not have a sufficient amount of time to properly edit anything.