*** Prison Administration Sector, Minimum Security Wing, Belsavis ***
"Good. That's damn good," Graal sighed. "I figure it's about time I got lucky, so maybe you can snuff some of these maniacs. I'm getting too old for this s***. The White Maw Pirates have been a bane to basically everyone here on Belsavis ever since they got here. Don't matter how many times or how many of them we put into the Deep Prison, they keep causing trouble, and I'm done with them. The more of them you knock off, the better. Word has it they have a way off-world. I don't know if it's true, but they sure as hell are acting like it - they already broke cell, sprung their comrades in the deep prison, and--"
"Warden!" One of Graal's aides proclaimed. "Got a hit on the interloper! Minimum Security Wing, Cell Block D!"
"On top of White Maw's predations, I've been dealing with an intruder who somehow landed on Belsavis undetected. Motion sensors almost didn't pick up his trek through the Maximum Security Sector," Graal growled to Blaine. "Unfortunately, we don't know squat about him; he's using some sort of cloaking tech that makes him nearly invisible, and he also has a surveillance transparency module, so visual surveillance won't pick him up." Graal ushered Blaine and Kozik to the Aide's station to watch the footage. "The tech he uses to stay hidden seems to bend light around his body, a lot like the Stealth Boys used out on Terra, that world recovering from Nuclear War." He tapped the aide's shoulder. "Switch to Pheromone scanners."
The footage would see one prisoner walking into a cell block that would be uninhabited at this time of day, and just before the doors shut, pheromone scanners would pick up a faint silhouette entering just after the prisoner. Graal looked to Blaine and Kozik. Handing them a key card, he said, "I'll try to get eyes in that block; armory's in there," he pointed to a nearby hallway. "Get some warm attire, it's cold out there; after that, haul *** to that cell block and get in there, see what's going on. He may be after something else here, but until we confirm that, assume this intruder is working with the White Maw. I'll have more orders for you once I have a fix on the White Maw's destination."
*** Cell Block D-2, Minimum Security Wing, Belsavis ***
K'Tath made sure to close and lock the door to the cell block behind him, and continued, under cloak, to follow his contact.
*** UACS Iron Regent, Vjun Orbit ***
Markus kept pace, excited that his son would soon be born.
*** Ma'Hara, Lupe's Home ***
"Where have you seen that kind of armor?" Kayla asked.
*** Stormwind Keep Approach, Azeroth ***
"Is... something wrong?" Sylvannis asked.
"With all due respect, Warchief, the last time you and my wife met, you killed her boyfriend. You may remember Liam Greymane?" Ketorr explained. Sylvannis' gaze shifted to Kia.
"Oh... I... I didn't know. That was a long time ago, madame," she said. Ketorr turned to Kia.
"Hon, why don't you go check on the kids?"
*** Near Utopia Planitia Shipyards ***
The San Antonio fired a pair of Photon Torpedoes at the Kzinti ship, trying to disable or deter it.
*** Starship Onyxia's Pride, Dragon'taan ***
"Well, we haven't left yet, but I imagine your supplier will have their hands full what with the recent attack," Roc said. "How close are they?"