Be Responsible. Damnit.

You sigh, and buckle your pants back up.

"Yea, Rogo. Tekka... she's bought you some time. You guys doing ok?"

You finally look over at Timik and Rogo's camera feeds. Timik is hunched over a console, pulling wires and rummaging through circuit boards.

"Skritter-sksk-zkree!"

"Really? Well shit, yea, lets do that." Timik clicks some buttons on his communicator, and your feeds are replaced by a dozen other windowed camera feeds. You expand them across the Convor's monitors, and take a look. Timik has hacked his way into the club's security feeds. You grin ferally. You can see Rogo and Timik, and just about every guard in the building on one screen or another. They won't know what hit them. Unfortunately, running the security cams on your private channels overrides Tekka's personal camera, so you can't see into Naraya's office. You'll have to trust Tekka has it covered.

With your guidance, your alien compatriots are able to quickly and efficiently stun or strangle every guard in the compound. You're actually pretty impressed; you doubt you could have handled it better yourself. Once you are sure the building is clear, you flip the cameras back to your crew. Unfortunately, all you can pick up are Rogo and Timik.

"Tekka? The boys are on there way. What's your status?"

Silence. That can't be good. "Tekka? Tekka, come in!"

The boys are racing down the hallways, skidding to a halt before Naraya's door. Collecting themselves for only a moment, Rogo launches himself bodily into the door, sending it crashing inward. Timik releases a shrill cry and dashes into the breach.

"Oh, hey guys. What took you?"

You see Tekka casually tugging her disheveled clothes back into place. On the desk, Naraya lies naked and bound. She appears unamused, but isn't struggling.

Tekka seems confused at the crew's surprised reaction, before laughing and adjusting her headset. Her voice suddenly clicks through the comms. "Sorry, I couldn't focus with you all barking orders and playing soldier in my ear. I turned the mic off so I could focus. I was in the zone."

"I'll say you were." Whatever resulted in her predicament, Naraya seemed to enjoy it at least.

"Timik? Are these cameras just sending a stream, or are we recording?"

"Skr."

"Of course." You sigh heavily. "Ah well. Good work guys. Head back to the Convor so we can finish this."

You sit back in your captain's chair, to await your crew and bask in a job well done.