Page 80 of Riv's Sanctuary
She was totally winging it.
Here’s to hoping he had no idea what a watch was and that he didn’t decide to test her theory.
At the very least, she hoped she was buying Riv some time so he could think of something.
“Tell your jekin to remove whatever device she has against my cranium or I will shoot a hole in yours.”
Riv’s head turned slightly and she knew he was looking at her.
“You can’t understand her, can you?” he said after a few moments, so calmly it was as if he didn’t notice the gun at his head.
She was mildly aware that there was an audience around them and that only made this trickier. But chances were that none of them could understand her either.
And that was her advantage.
“He can’t understand you,” Riv said to her. “Pity.”
The way he said it had her frowning slightly till it dawned on her.
He was speaking in not-so-code. But she’d already been planning on using what he was hinting at to her advantage.
Hopefully, he’d play along and they could get of this shit.
“This is just a watch but you don’t know that.”
“What did she say?” The leader jerked his gun into Riv’s skull.
Riv paused before answering. “She said it’s a mini brain scrambler from her planet.”
Lauren almost choked but she caught it in time.
“It is completely useless. It can’t even tell the time anymore.”
“Translate,” the male said.
“She said it’s one of the most dangerous weapons on her home planet. It’ll fry your brain in a matter of seconds.”
The male stiffened, his eyes darting to the side as he tried to look at her without moving.
Lauren kept her face unaffected, though that was a monumental task.
“I should probably slap you with it, make it hurt you for real, just a little,” she whispered.
The male blinked and his blaster shifted a little. “What was that?”
“She said the longer she holds it, the longer your brain will fry. All she has to do is tell it to do so.”
The male shifted slightly.
“How do I know you’re not lying?”
Riv didn’t hesitate to answer. “You don’t.”
The male paled a little and after a few seconds, he lowered his blaster. Hands outstretched to his sides, he dropped the weapon.
Shit.
She hadn’t expected that to work.