[color=yellow]August 18 2166
Alliance site
Location unknown[/color]

Tokala paced around the darkened room. He could see just fine, but that doesn't make this any less irritating. Finally the lights turned on and a man entered. Tokala tilted his head and studied the guy. [color=orange]"I take it you don't talk much."[/color] the guy threw down a file and exited. A woman entered and took a seat. Tokala raised a brow and sat at the other end. [color=pink]"So we finally caught you. Take a look at the file"[/color] Tokala's ears flicked as he opened the file and huffed. [color=orange]"That long of a sentence huh? Better hope where you're putting me can hold me"[/color]

The woman shook her head. [color=pink]"I'm here to tell you that you have been chosen to be a part of something. A team. If you accept your term will be shortened. If you decline then you get to go to a top prison for the whole sentence"[/color]
Tokala looked at the file again before looking at her. [color=orange]"I'm guessing it's some sort of top secret thing...what about my equipment"[/color] the woman nodded and tokala sat back his ears folding as he thought about it. [color=orange]"Which prison?"[/color] the woman smiled and told him. [color=orange]"Not messing around I see...okay deal"[/color] 
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[color=yellow]August 19
Chronos Station[/color]
Tokala looked out the shuttle. He seemed to be dressed in regular clothes: grey shirt, jeans, black combat style boots; but he had his suit on underneath. His mask in a pocket...folded up to fit without notice. His other pocket held his various equipment. Though they hadn't given him his knives back yet and they withheld his knife sharpening tool that he would have used on his claws. 
When he arrived he looked around himself and discreetly inhaled. He took in the scents around him before walking down and joining the group. He looked at the new team and flicked his ears. [i]interesting group to say the least[/i]