There were four in the pen and only two of those were adults. The desert tribesman stood and walked to where I was standing, “They can go for days w...th little water young sir.”I glanced at him, “And only eat meat.”He blinked as I walked to the strong bars and hissed softly. The drama turned towards me slowly and I could see that they had been drugged. I glanced at the tribesman, “Why did you drug them?”His eyes widened, “All know young sir that the beasts can not be tamed.”I snorted and vaulted. This time there was swearing before the screaming, and something else. A growling sound came over the mic just ahead of what sounded like a large knife cutting through cloth and flesh. It was the growl that got Yuri's attention. It was nothing he could pin down, but for some reason it sounded familiar, and he immediately put out a wide band alert to his remaining troops to drop back. The first two reported in with no incident but the third screamed as he was attempting to give his. That is how life largely works.’ Alia dropped her mouth open. ‘Even if it will cost you your dear life and brilliant future itself, you just have to be willful and pig-headed, isn’t that what you are trying to say?’ ‘One starved meal will not kill me, mother. A gone-wrong interview won’t ever destroy my entire future. Don’t you get it? It is that plain and simple, isn’t it?’ ‘I have no extended arguments with you.’ ‘Thank you very much. I will be taking my leave now. See you later!’ ‘Bye,. A puff of misty breath swirls in his wake.Once inside the brightly lit lobby, he blows heat into his hands then exchanges words with a girl working the front desk. Her hair is pulled tightly into ponytails dangling from either side of her head, makeup severe. The way she’s dressed makes her appear as though she’s Japanese anime: short flared-out pink skirt, white tight-fitting blouse, cherry-red Hello Kitty backpack. A single fluorescent tube buzzes in the ceiling overhead. Her perfume is cheap.