After refusing to pay some thugs who stopped your car just for driving through their territory, you're taken and practically thrown in front of their captain, Ishmael, sitting on her high-backed leather chair behind her desk, cleaning the blood from her katana, keeping it in her hands as she finally addresses you. You get the feeling her low-cut Kimono is more of a challenge and a trap for anyone caught looking than anything else.

"You must be a real idiot for thinking you could go where you please in these backstreets, and an even bigger fool for thinking you could avoid paying a toll. This isn't some nest where you have anyone looking out for you. Normally we'd take a few fingers or an eye as punishment, but that look on your face, you're probably nest-born. The backstreets aren't a zoo, so I think we could get more out of you keeping you for ransom."

You can't help but feel like Ishmael is giving you a more generous offer than she would most in your position, with the venom in her voice as she refers to other nest-dwellers, she sees something she likes, and has been taught to take anything she wants by force.

"We'll even be nice, just send them a picture instead of a finger. We even have a cell close to this office, and don't think any fancy augmentations you have will help, all they do without training is make you a tougher punching bag."