When the image of Dag Samerillyan dissolved Zana-7 attended to Siobhan still slumped in her chair. A healthy color was returning to her cheeks though her breathing remained labored. Matsuka revived with a start. "What the hell happened?" She had a little difficulty finding her footing, but presently stood upright and spoke up in a commanding voice "Security! Report!"
A crisp, formal female voice responded throughout the room. "A deadly but unidentified process erupted from the two way. It's uncertain effects were interrupted and neutralized by your guest, Zana-7." Matsuka turned to the alien who knelt in front of Siobhan coaxing her to sit upright . "So you have a name... Zana-7 is it?" The alien acknowledged with a nod. "I feel so dizzy." Siobhan finally said opening her eyes while holding her head. Zana-7 placed a hand on Siobhan's forehead for several seconds. "How do you feel now?" A bright smile lit up Siobhan's face. "Amazing! It's gone. Like it never happened! Thank you." Siobhan felt her cheeks warm as the alien's hand caressed her own. "You are welcome, Siobhan." Matsuka and Zana-7 helped Siobhan to her feet.
"I have a thousand questions for you Zana-7, but right now we have problems. Someone just tried to execute us, and make it look as if Captain Summerillyan was behind it. Siobhan looked frantically between both women. "This is all because of what I did this morning?"
Matsuka ignored the question and turned to the security drone mutely standing nearby. " I want all defensive forces at general quarters! Prepare the estate for imminent attack!"
"Yes, Mistress." The seven foot droid barked. In unison three nearby android soldiers ran to take their positions along the deck of the house. The translucent roof began to slide into itself revealing the brightly colored late afternoon sky. Shimmering points of light spread around the open space indicating a force field was in place. Wood panels in the walls slid back revealing faceless armory droids who once activated took up \defensive positions.
"We need to move to a more secure part of the house! We're going to have company in a few minutes." Matsuka said braking into a jog and grabbing Siobhan by the hand. "Gunslingers?" Siobhan guessed. "Yeah. My drones can hold them off for a while, but eventually they'll take out my droids and come looking for us. Then, they'll burn the estate to the ground! Standard operating procedures. We need a good exit strategy! Any ideas?
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