Pyro turns off the TV and looks at the trio. "This... Is getting bad. Quickly. They're moving faster now ever since our attack on the base... Medical, security, public services... They're buying all of it up..." Pyro murmurs.
"They are trying to make themselves untouchable both literally and publicly. If they keep playing up the good guy card, any actions against them will make us the bad guys in public view. We have to slow them down somehow."
"Exactly... But how do we do that...?" Alex murmurs.
"By cutting the head off the snake, obviously." Brynn says. "We find out who's at the top, and take them out. As well as any replacements or subordinates."
"We also need to run some sort of exposure on their true intents... try and stop the good media feed they are getting right now and show the world they are shady as hell. Isolate them ya know?"
"Cold... hard... evidence. If we can find something down in that factory, something that no one can refute is their dirty laundry... then we can send that out over the holo net and to every media in the galaxy."
They look at each other. "She's right." Alex murmurs.
Brynn and Pyro nod. "So... We'll try to shut down that factory, see what information we can glean from whatever databases they have, and... Extrapolate." She says, shrugging.
"Easier said than done..." Pyro mutters.
"Much easier said than done... I don't even know if there is anything to find down there yet. But still... it is our best bet to at least slow them down. It won't end them, but it will throw shade on their name and arouse suspicion... that is all we need right now."
"True... And we also need to be very careful. You saw what kind of experiments the bastards have been running. Who's to say they haven't inserted a nanobot or something into the drug to make them turn into those creatures whenever...?" Alex murmurs.
"That is completely possible here. A sleeping trigger that with a push of a button, turns everyone into those horrible creatures. There are tons of unknowns here and even more so we will be on their home ground... again."
"Nevertheless, we have to do this. For the galaxy at large, and... Our own children..." Pyro murmurs, looking down at the twins suckling from her breasts.
The little one seems to be fine, his breathing slow and steady. Alex comes up from behind her and wraps an arm and tail around her. No words are needed. "So... We'll drop the kids off at the house... And we'll have to leave immediately after." He murmurs.
"I know. That's a no brainer." He murmurs, smiling a little.
Slowly, the child opens his eyes and looks at them before weakly reaching a hand up. Its tiny index finger touches Alex's palm on the other side of the plastic, and Alex blinks.
Alex lets out a soft breath of laughter, before turning to kiss her. "You're going to be the best... Er..." He looks down at her dicks. "— Parent, ever!" He says, chuckling as he kisses her cheek.
she returns the kiss with a laugh "I prefer mother... but I suppose int his case I would be mother-father? How odd... meh, either way, I will try to do right by these little ones."
"Yeah... Lots of little ones... And yeah, what the heck do you call a herm? I think... I think it depends on whether they're the knocker or the knocked..." He muses. "So in case of all the other kids, you're the dad, and in our case. You're the mom!" He says, grinning.
Alex chuckles. "Yeaaaah not surprised..." He murmurs, smiling and kissing Vivian before kissing Olivia again.
Vena walks over and looks down at the child inside the life support machine. "Oh good... He's awake..." Vena murmurs, smiling.