"Understood." There, she pauses - hovering on a mouthful and it would all be so grand if they could just trust him, and this all was to have a play like ending where their ship is saved and they go on their merry way like none of this ever happened.
If only.
"Manikarnika. I am Manikarnika."
Her hand lifts, cups to her brow in a formal greeting before she steps back and the screen flickers and dies.
- It's those same fifteen minutes later, that the ship is brought round. Albeit not as smoothly as his. Whoever piloting was doing a rough job of it. But even so, her and the rest of the crew - 9 of hers and the original pilot, a man held at as it turns out - sword point. And there she was, limping along behind him. The hand not holding the weapon clutching to her waist, the blood seeping through the heavy leather gauntlets with each shallow breath. Forcing herself the rest of the way through on dragging steps, her crew behind her.
"Arrest him. I don't care where you put him. Out the airlock as far as it concerns me."
no subject
If only.
"Manikarnika. I am Manikarnika."
Her hand lifts, cups to her brow in a formal greeting before she steps back and the screen flickers and dies.
- It's those same fifteen minutes later, that the ship is brought round. Albeit not as smoothly as his. Whoever piloting was doing a rough job of it. But even so, her and the rest of the crew - 9 of hers and the original pilot, a man held at as it turns out - sword point. And there she was, limping along behind him. The hand not holding the weapon clutching to her waist, the blood seeping through the heavy leather gauntlets with each shallow breath. Forcing herself the rest of the way through on dragging steps, her crew behind her.
"Arrest him. I don't care where you put him. Out the airlock as far as it concerns me."