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"By the light of creation!" Was Rebecca's reaction when she heard just how many prisoners they had aboard all the ships. They were getting ready to dock at base, but extra precautions were being implemented for the prison ships. A hidden command that could trigger an explosion or a series of computer viruses would have been horrible. Someone among the captains' staffs had thought considering the deep infiltration among the command and the sister base, over caution was better then not enough.
Almeria had pretty much willed herself to sleep that evening. Tra was going to do what needed to be done, but Almeria needed to be fully rested for her part. She was the head of this operation, even if she wasn't the most senior commander involved, and it would be her that wold bare the brunt of most of the questions. She was glad for the sleep and the full breakfast when she heard about the delays they were going to face. The ships were cramp, and even a small delay was bound to make the pirates aboard the ships antsy.
As for the prisoners, until they were on base and fully screened and had time to wander around as they pleased, the reality of their freedom would not set in. Logically they might know the pirates were not their captaors and they were being cared for, but they still had no say in anything at this time and were still in a very isolated situation.
Once the ship was cleared, the Saint was brought in for a landing at base. Quarters had already been arranged for the prisoners and to some surprise there were several volunteers waiting to help the former prisoners out. She just hoped these good natured people would not accidentally intimidate the already submissive.
Outside the Saint, Almeria watched as pirates lead an assortment of priests, politicians, military personel, and an assortment of "undesirables" to either the infermery or quarters depending on how bad their constitution was. They were all going to be questioned. It wasn't just a matter of safety, the fact that a spy could be among the prisoners was unlikely but still a possibility, but just to know who was there, who was alive, and who wasn't. Some, many most likely, would want to contact family or friends if possible. Others the captains were going to want to talk to at some point. Almeria realized that she had assumed once freed they could start the meetings with the former prisoners, but now she knew they needed some time to adjust, and she was going to have to petition for that time.
Absently Almeria sighed. There always was so much to do.
Almeria had pretty much willed herself to sleep that evening. Tra was going to do what needed to be done, but Almeria needed to be fully rested for her part. She was the head of this operation, even if she wasn't the most senior commander involved, and it would be her that wold bare the brunt of most of the questions. She was glad for the sleep and the full breakfast when she heard about the delays they were going to face. The ships were cramp, and even a small delay was bound to make the pirates aboard the ships antsy.
As for the prisoners, until they were on base and fully screened and had time to wander around as they pleased, the reality of their freedom would not set in. Logically they might know the pirates were not their captaors and they were being cared for, but they still had no say in anything at this time and were still in a very isolated situation.
Once the ship was cleared, the Saint was brought in for a landing at base. Quarters had already been arranged for the prisoners and to some surprise there were several volunteers waiting to help the former prisoners out. She just hoped these good natured people would not accidentally intimidate the already submissive.
Outside the Saint, Almeria watched as pirates lead an assortment of priests, politicians, military personel, and an assortment of "undesirables" to either the infermery or quarters depending on how bad their constitution was. They were all going to be questioned. It wasn't just a matter of safety, the fact that a spy could be among the prisoners was unlikely but still a possibility, but just to know who was there, who was alive, and who wasn't. Some, many most likely, would want to contact family or friends if possible. Others the captains were going to want to talk to at some point. Almeria realized that she had assumed once freed they could start the meetings with the former prisoners, but now she knew they needed some time to adjust, and she was going to have to petition for that time.
Absently Almeria sighed. There always was so much to do.