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Shi'ita:
Zazigh takes the solider and puts him in a cell. He then locks the door.

Selphie:
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" the Professor cries. "You could use me for ransom! You could use me as leverage! Just don't kill me!"

"Kill you? When did I ever say I'd kill you?" I ask. "I was just going to make you sleep out side, without touching the ground. The birds would be the ones that killed you!" I say cheerfully. This threat is even starting to get me weirded out! Better hope we can get information out of him before he calls my bluff!

Jasmine:
"Well, whose bases?" the Professor says. "The White Coats', or the Eleixandre's? There are Eleixandre in every White Coat base, but White Coats are not in every Eleixandre base. As for why, I told you: you were randomly selected by a bunch of incompetent spies. I thought that a random sampling would make it more effective in determining if certain body types and/or heritages would affect the process."

Selphie:
The Professor looks at you incredulously.
"WHAT birds?" he says. "Even buzzards find it difficult to survive in the harsh Onaisian wastelands. I'm surprised you all made it to this castle all the way from town with all of that fur and those scales! Surely it must've been bloody hot!"

Desta:
"Look, cat, I didn't sign up for pest control," the soldier says. "I didn't sign up to go soldier-hunting, or to capture failed experiments. I signed up to guard Gastil from threats. I didn't intend to leave the outpost until I was heading home or was re-stationed elsewhere. But yet here I am: trapped down here because I was dragged along to find the guy in blue. And when The Professor found out you guys were here...well, it wasn't a friendly smile, that's for sure."

"Hot, I live in the desert, well, I ued to. Untill your spies took me, and I know buzzards live in the desert. The heat might kill you first though," I say cheerfully. Please be done soon, I really don't want to keep looking like an evil dragon.

"Nope! You tell me where all of your bases are! Also, who your leader is! I want all of the info!" I say to the Professor.

Jasmine:
"All right, all right," the Professor says. "Get me a map."

Selphie:
"Hey!" the Professor shouts. "Whoa! Stop! I can't point to a map from out here!"

Shi'ita listens to the Guard. "Pest, am I? Yes, I'm just a pest to people. bats are flying rodents after all. And nobody likes rodents. They're just some fur covered animal that are for eating. You find them and you hunt them and you kill them." he said, "But you say pest as if we always were this way, that we always were pest, and maybe we were, maybe we always had been pest to someone, but before we were pest we just as people. Yet those you protect made us this way. Though covered in fur or scale, we still have feelings and emotions, we just as people on the inside. At that place, there were three there who were to guard us. And there was one i liked; he was usually really nice and considerate. When he was hurt, i was sad. When he died, i was sad he died, and happy he was no longer hurting. We are still human on the inside; maybe you're only human on the outside." Shi'ita told the man before beginning to walk away, glad for Desta there.

Selphie:
The Professor looks around, confused.
"Oh," he mutters. "Well, get me a map, then!"

Shi'ita:
The soldier does not reply.

Shi'ita & Desta:
Zazigh follows you out of the dungeon.