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Metal_Baby_Lulu
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Wyatt shot the man twice in the chest and one in the head. He turned and reached for Jane's hand. He aimed the gun as he had his own wristband. Holding her hand back as far as he could he shot her wristband off. He turned then as the room filled with officials.
"This is one helluva way to die." he groaned holding Jane behind him. Commander Jones stepped into the room, her frigid eyes as fierce as her scowl.
"The nerve, the amount of rules you have broken is inmeasurable! After the embrace this ship has given you into its citizens you choose to disrespect us in this way. You will see my rage for this Cabot and Cole. To the brig. NOW!" she shouted. The two were drug away all the way to the cell they had spent their first day of meeting in. Instead of putting them in the same cell they separated them. The cells were side by side. Wyatt winced as he was tossed into the cell, weapon seized.
"Band them." Officer Johns spoke angrily.
The officer that came into the cell with the band was immediately taken over. Wyatt used his training to remove him of his weapon and hold it to his head.
"The hell with that. You will bring her into my cell, you will keep your filthy fucking bands and you will get the fuck out of here or I will blow this sorry fucker's face off. Am I clear!" he shouted. Officer Johns was a man to not care about a single soldier except the frightened newbie happened to be his son. He groaned and did as asked.
"I will release him, then I will toss the gun through the grate only after you have all left the brig. The bot will verify that."
"Cole..."
"Go!"
As ordered all the officers did as asked. Wyatt threw the gun out of the grate but in a way it was close enough he could reach through the bars if need be. He turned then to look at Jane.
"Are you all right?" he groaned seeing all the bleeding. He signaled the bot. A small orb came their way and scanned her for injuries.
"She needs healed." he said to the bot. At once the light shone and it got to work. One thing was for sure about La Vedette Navire, it would not let even prisoners be wounded and dying.
"This is one helluva way to die." he groaned holding Jane behind him. Commander Jones stepped into the room, her frigid eyes as fierce as her scowl.
"The nerve, the amount of rules you have broken is inmeasurable! After the embrace this ship has given you into its citizens you choose to disrespect us in this way. You will see my rage for this Cabot and Cole. To the brig. NOW!" she shouted. The two were drug away all the way to the cell they had spent their first day of meeting in. Instead of putting them in the same cell they separated them. The cells were side by side. Wyatt winced as he was tossed into the cell, weapon seized.
"Band them." Officer Johns spoke angrily.
The officer that came into the cell with the band was immediately taken over. Wyatt used his training to remove him of his weapon and hold it to his head.
"The hell with that. You will bring her into my cell, you will keep your filthy fucking bands and you will get the fuck out of here or I will blow this sorry fucker's face off. Am I clear!" he shouted. Officer Johns was a man to not care about a single soldier except the frightened newbie happened to be his son. He groaned and did as asked.
"I will release him, then I will toss the gun through the grate only after you have all left the brig. The bot will verify that."
"Cole..."
"Go!"
As ordered all the officers did as asked. Wyatt threw the gun out of the grate but in a way it was close enough he could reach through the bars if need be. He turned then to look at Jane.
"Are you all right?" he groaned seeing all the bleeding. He signaled the bot. A small orb came their way and scanned her for injuries.
"She needs healed." he said to the bot. At once the light shone and it got to work. One thing was for sure about La Vedette Navire, it would not let even prisoners be wounded and dying.