"How dare you!", Feniexian delegate Ikari shouted angrily at some of the guards standing near the gate. "Let me through immediately! You can't lock me in here, I will not stay here in the same building with declared enemies of the Empire and terrorists for who-knows-how-long."
As the guard showed not much intentions of moving aside, Ikari (who calmed down a bit now) added: "I am Feniexian Administrator. I have 2 members of the Royal Guard right outside under my command. I demand that you open the door for me. Now."
The guard raised an eyebrow, then he responded, trying to keep polite. "Sir, we can't let you out. This building is under quarantine. It is possible that chemical weapons have been released, and if I let you out now, you may not only die, but also spread the agent and infect other IPO personell."
Ikari looked away from the guard for a short time, then he asked: "Then I demand my guards to enter this building. They can wear NBC equipment, they can resist possible agents."
"Sorry Sir, but this is not possible. My orders are to carry out with highest priority to ensure safety. Nobody must enter or leave this building. That's what they said."
"Safety? Your commander defines "safety" as "locked up with a murder and delegates of hostile nations"? I warn you. If anything happens to me, you will pay for it."
"Sir, I am not responsible for the orders given to us, just for following them. Speak to the commander if you have any issues with our orders."
Ikari just nodded. "I see. Excuse me."
He then quickly walked in the direction of his office, constantly watching his back. Usually, he was not that impulsive or impolite, but currently, the situation was just giving him the creeps.