“That's not surprising. Nissa has a way of messing things up even when she doesn't think she has. Frankly, if she wasn't good at her job, wasn't a great smith and Kray's sister I doubt she would have been tolerated this long.

“But that is odd … so they have Slade attempting to erase a particular memory. I could do so easier, well not erase but suppress so I'm assuming they wish to be thorough in the matter.” She set down the chemicals advancing to stand before her.

Mitzi studied her for a long while before inspecting her body visually. She rounded her and returned in front of her by the time the guard returned with some clothing which he gave to her before being dismissed once more.

Pants, shoes and a vest. There were no tops that would fit her and that would take work and adjustment. Still they were better then nothing and Mitzi waited while she dressed, all the while she would feel the eyes of that thing in the shadows watching her.

“Entertainment, some use as long as I am not bored. Assistance in my research, in determining targets, in more carnal ways, whatever you feel you can do. Oh, I am not that way inclined,” she paused then leaned forward dropping her voice to a whisper. “but I like to watch.”

Straightening her posture she moved back towards her chemicals mixing a few others. “I'll work on getting you something that fits. There isn't anyone here with your particular dimensions so everything has to be adjusted or you'll have to wait when supplies next come in. I do not monitor that stuff myself. You can say that I supply Kray with information that he may need, mostly about the order he hates so much. One I could not be a part of and the very same that Nissa left some time ago.”

Mitzi gazed at her. “Your stay here could be expedited, I'll have to speak with Kray. Provided that you are willing to keep me entertained. Do we have a deal?”

Haley tried to smile at the jab towards Nissa but the feeling was hollow and forced. “I... wasn’t told much I suppose. Haven’t been in much a position to argue since I got here.” She admitted. She was so tired of feeling powerless and weak. The feeling only intensified as she was one more studied like a piece of meat, or maybe a lab animal, in this case, standing relatively still as the woman circled about her… and still, feeling eyes from the shadows in the room, also watching her.

The clothes were a pleasant surprise… at this point, she half expected to be tricked yet again and given something akin to a bad porno’s costume, but aside from the fact that the vest barely contained her chest, it wasn’t bad. Shoes were particularly nice, as her feet were getting rather sore and cold. Haley took no time at all in dressing herself, adjusting the vest to make sure it covered her as best as possible.

Haley had already begun thinking of what she might do to earn her keep with this particular lieutenant before the woman leaned in and whispered to her. It was frightening, but more so because of past experience. She still got the feeling she was better off here than with the others, though… there might yet be consequences. “I understand… don’t go too far out of your way for the clothes. I…” She paused. “I believe Kray still has my original suit, mind you. It’s armored… after a fashion… but I don’t think it’d be enough to break out or anything on my own if that’s a concern.” She admits, before sighing slightly. “Just ah… let me know how I can entertain you I suppose. My old life skills don’t really translate into this life all that much… mostly athletics and such. I probably wouldn’t even be that good at them anymore. But! I’m sure you’re interested in any of that… please let me know how I can best help you…” She says, falling back into some submissive habits she’d been forcibly trained with in the past.

Mitzi took all that she had to say in. She rubbed her chin in thought about the armor. “Maybe when Nissa returns ...” she said to herself.

As she mentioned athletics that gave her a pause. There was something in her eyes that indicated that she was thinking about something in that regard. Whatever the thought Mitzi regarded her again appraising her rather than regarding her as a sexual object although she still felt that intense stare from the shadows even dressed.

“Humans are not as strong as Ospodans. How fast are you? Are you good at acrobatics?” Mitzi filed away those answers for later before turning her thoughts away from such matters.

“I suppose quarters are in order. There are a few extra rooms, we do not get visitors very often but Kray made arrangements for such infrequent occasions. Have you eaten? Follow me.” Mitzi departed the lab and while she still got looks they were not so bad now that she had clothing and had been in Mitzi's company. The knights made excuses to look busy as she passed.

They were being followed from the room by that being in the shadows, whether a pet or body guard was unclear though each time she looked back it was not there. She could feel it watching her intently. Soon she found herself brought to a room.

It was large and had looked to be for V.I.P guests. There was a mini fridge stocked with drinks, a large bed in an adjacent room and even a spare bathroom. There was a computer set into the wall and entertainment devices of various sorts.

“The computer is offline. The room hasn't been prepared for guests. Still, you can access movies and music. Most will be Ospodan in nature. How are your hand to hand skills?”

Perhaps for the first time those eyes from the shadows were not upon her. It did not enter the room but it was close. While she was alone with Mitzi she knew that the thing was close indeed further giving her evidence that that was a bodyguard of sorts.

Mitzi seemed to be appraising those little skills taking stock in all of them and filing away those answers for a future date. Just what she could do would depend on Kray and how long she was going to be here. A month at the longest she guessed but that was just a guess on her part and she would know more when she got to share words with her commander.

“Is there anything that you will require? I will be scarce for the next hour or so.”

Haley listened intently… so far, her experience here had proven far better than anywhere else on this station, though that didn’t really say much. She didn’t give much thought to the offhand comment about the other leading Ospodan, but she did take note of the assessment… or rather questioning… of her abilities. “Ah… prior to my body modification, I was… my sports mostly involved a great deal of running, moving, and a combination of arm and leg strength. After… I’m probably about the same strength, have increased endurance, but… no, my balance isn’t great.” She admits. Being more than a little top heavy kept her from anything too acrobatic in nature.

She took notice of the workers and even armored knights trying to look busy for Mitzi… clearly, they either respected or feared her; likely, it was some combination of both, though the alien had been more than welcoming to her so far. That, or they were afraid of… whatever it was that had been watching her, and she was certain, now followed them both. No matter how often she looked, no matter how quickly, she could never catch sight of it… but she knew it was there somehow. Eventually, they arrived, and though it didn’t seem to follow them in, she could still… feel it.

“Hrm? I’m… passable by Directorate standards. I do better with the batons I keep on my suit.” She admits. “I should be fine for the time being… I… managed to finally acquire some food from the guard before he brought me to you.” She admits, blushing. “Also… um… thank you. You’re the only one here who has treated me like a person so far.” She says, nervous but obviously quite grateful, clasping her hands in front of her. The young agent would have just been glad to get out of the cells or get a meal… she didn’t plan on getting a room to stay in, possibly with entertainment. She glanced at the computer… intent on at least checking it out if she was to be left alone.

“Don't thank me yet. I may turn out to be worse than you imagined. The others lack imagination. Well, save for Nissa but that tends to get her into a lot of trouble.”

She was left alone in that room for the time being. Entertainment was plentiful though she found that the computer itself wasn't connected to a network or able to connect to an outside one. The computer must have been able to connect to the network here but was taken offline. Even so there were things on it that remained somewhat useful.

There were all manners of files that she couldn't get into but others she was able to. The must useful being a map of the station that she found herself in. It was bigger than she thought but not huge by any means. Her best guess was that it could hold 50 to a hundred people. There were the typical things that she would expect, barracks at either side of the place, two armories one near each barracks, a hanger, gym, mess hall and a large area for recreation.

In addition there were a few hatches that led up to the surface, a communications room and a few labs. She could find the detention area on the map along with notations for five larger quarters each belonging to Kray or one of his commanders. She even found Kray's dining room. All in all she got a better sense of where she was in the facility not that that assisted her in learning where she was. She was able to get the names of the leaders here; Kray, Nissa, Mitzi, Enkia and Slade. There was even a med bay here.

She might be able to do something with the information she obtained. She had a good amount of time looking though much of her searching wouldn't open the files on the computer such as supplies, weapon catches and so on.

There was plenty of information on the Ospodans, mostly one of the religious orders. As far as she could tell most of the species stayed in their own system. There was even a list of devices that made little sense as far as items went. The Hand of Malice, the Cup of Stars and so on. Relics or religious objects maybe.

Unless she wished to try her hand at hacking the only other thing she could get into on the computer had been the entertainment files both visual and audio that programmed the monitors or speakers in the room.

It was a few hours before Mitzi returned with a box containing her suit and even her batons. “You can attempt to escape but that would do you no good. It might even be entertaining but you will fail in the long run. I have other things in mind but I'm still working out the rules.”