Zanven Brax
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Zanven looked at her, the power armor could not give her a look at his face, but he was serious when he spoke about her giving the weapon over. When she emptied the revolver and handed it over he nodded as he was given a warning, but when he saw the blade he remembered her telling him about its significance. He then stepped beside her as he put the revolver in where the sidearm would go and he pushed his own sidearm into one of the soldiers as Sanda said she couldn’t walk out without help. Zanven went to her and put her arm…her good one over his shoulder and he looked to the NCO. “Sir she is disarmed and under my care, I will not relieve her of a ceremony blade, but you have my word it will not be used. If there is nothing further. I will see to it that she is taken back for medical attention and then for questioning.” He would say, giving his word and having a serious tone as he showed he was ready to move out. Once they were moving he used short comms to Sanda’s personal comm.
If it went through he would speak to her; “I know it is asking a lot, but trust in me…I will hold onto your revolver and when we are back up and you are healing…your blade. It will not be unsheathed by anyone but you. You need to believe in me. Right now we are having to do damage control…our fight to restore honor is just beginning Sanda…we will make it back and bring back the honor we lost and clear your name.” He said as he walked towards the elevator.
If it went through he would speak to her; “I know it is asking a lot, but trust in me…I will hold onto your revolver and when we are back up and you are healing…your blade. It will not be unsheathed by anyone but you. You need to believe in me. Right now we are having to do damage control…our fight to restore honor is just beginning Sanda…we will make it back and bring back the honor we lost and clear your name.” He said as he walked towards the elevator.