[quote=Mistress Dizzy]
Kijani smiled at Marcus' compliment, and looked to Warden. "It's poison, dear. Makes the muscles lock up, but does not kill. Sometimes a live hostage is more use than a dead enemy." Cracking her knuckles, she continued to explain. "Well, Warden, there was a time when food came from animals and plants, instead of chemical factories. It had to be grown from dirt, in the ground! I know it sounds odd, but in the past, there was health in the soil, enough to make plants grow high, like the highest of buildings!" She raised her arms up, obviously getting into the story-telling. "The animals would be fed the plants, and the animals would be killed to make food for the people. But then there were too many people, and too few animals. When fully synthetic foods became cost effective, the majority of the Earth and colonies switched to that. True-grown food became a luxury. It is wonderful. One day, perhaps, I will let you have a tasty dinner. A sandwich of real chicken or ham, or beef, and... I think ice cream made from a real, living cow's milk." Her gaze turned, to eye Marcus with interest. "And perhaps for us, a nice thick steak, vegetables, and a glass of amazing, precolonial wine... I have a bottle stored away for a special ocassion. Perhaps... we could make one."
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Marcus smirked at the thought of having a high end dinner with Kijani and may have day dreamed more about it, but something down the corridor caught his attention. A large door, closed, with a sign reading "Armory". He stopped once the reached the door. "Here we are! All we need is-" Marcus was cut off by the familiar sound of heavy foot fall followed by a thud. "I thought this was a prison transfer not an exotic animal freighting service." He whispered before turning to Warden. "Sweet heart can you get this door open like with the control room, but quietly?" Marcus said softly. He didn't know what was near but he wanted to make sure they coyld kill if they needed to.