Contacting the Lizard's Nest

[yaburu]

"This is the Bartosian War Machine Armada P.E.R.F.E.C.T. requesting permission to land within the boundaries of the Lizard's Nest, please respond." Jok-Toon looked at the battle damage report Armada was displaying. That bird had banged him up pretty good, but thankfully the repair bots had fixed up the worst of the damage, despite the fact that their nano-enhancements were out of commission.

"Armada P.E.R.F.E.C.T., this is the Lizard's Nest, state your reason for coming." a raspy voice, distinctly Klenthurian, responded over the communication device.

"I need to speak with a Dr. Rudolph Ackert, or at least someone who is can work with the nanobots you guys gave us. We used them to enhance Armada, but something went wrong with them and they're not working anymore, I can give you all the details when I land."

A few moments of silence, then a response "We need to get confirmation that you're who you are and your story is true, and then we'll need to get approval from Lord Saberon Tchove to let you in. Stay outside the boundary of the Nest and wait for word from us."

"Understood" Jok-Toon responded with a growl. Turning his com system off, he sat back in his cockpit seat and groaned.

[The Great MM]

With a few minutes, the familear voice of Saberon came over the intercom. "Get your furry ass down here." He snarled, "And Rudolph's dead."

[yaburu]

Jok-Toon's eyes narrow at the news of the Doctor's death "Perfect." he mutters "Well, I guess that's the closest thing to a welcome I'll be getting here."

Armada touches down gently within the Lizard's Nest, and the cockpit opens to reveal it's pilot, who steps out and climbs down the immense machine.

Upon touching the ground, he sees several armed Klenthurian guards waiting nearby.

"You guys the welcome wagon?" Jok-Toon says with a smirk.

"We've been instructed to escort you to Lord Tchove." the lead guard responds.

Jok-Toon nods and allows his escorts to surround him as they enter the main complex. A few minutes of walking down the corridors leads them to the main control room.

"Lord Tchove is in there." a guard says simply as he opens the door.

Jok-Toon just nods to him and enters, laying eyes immediately on Saberon. He'd only seen Saberon once, briefly, on the Kay-Un Risa, but he was easy to spot among a group of Klenthurians. Not just because he looks different, and not just because of his garb that declares him leader, but simply from his stance, and the way he carries himself.

Had you taken Saberon and 100 other Klenthurians and stripped them of all garments, then lined them up together, Jok-Toon, and probably any other Bartosian, would have been able to pick out Saberon with little difficulty based singularly on the way Saberon's attitude and stride. He was the ruler, and he knew it.

Still, Jok-Toon remembered what Dore-Ay had once told him after the Blaradon Meeting some time ago.

"Jok-Toon, if there's one thing I want to drill into your head about that Klennie, it's this: He's insane, and he is NOT to be trusted. He'd just as soon kill me, you, or Yay-Ann as he would any of his own men or even an Earthling if he thought it would benefit him in the slightest. His own people may have deified him because he pulled their scaly asses out of extinction or whatnot, but I have no such allegiance to him. If you are ever in the same room with him, do NOT let down your guard, even for a second."

Jok-Toon reflects on those words as Saberon turns to face him. "Lord Saberon, I'm glad to see you."