Capture

[Xing]

//for the moment, closed RP between me and stewcool, and maybe jimmy if you want to join in.

The Citadelle de Quebec lazily made it's final orbit around California Minor before it engaged full drive at escaping velocity. The hum of the single fusial engine could even be heard in the quarter of general Kaitlynn, where she still laid in her bed, her eyes wide openned.
Her comm unit was bipping with insistance for a few seconds already, but she didn't felt like moving to take up the call. Her mind was quite absent today.
At first, there was this agent from the LSF, Jimmy, with which she somehow managed to share a certain sympathy after all what the young man went through. For some reason, despite her best efforts, the picture of the handsome young man still stayed in her mind for a long while... yes, there was something different in the lowly ranked agent that made him quite different from every other naval or LSF officers that tried to court her...
Ah but she wasn't going to think about this for all day long...

More importantly, she dispatched in the early hours of the morning a liberty cruiser of rather recent fabrication. The fact a whole cruiser's crew decided to defect with its commander... was most disturbing. What was going on? The commander looked serious when she talked about hunting down the nomads.

And then, there were their recent orders directly from high command concerning the Citadelle de Quebec and possible operations of prime importance... in Alaska.
Could it be, the situation was now getting out of control as she suspected ever since the first time she was dispatched in the system, during the St-Mitchell incident?
... smoke was reducing the visibility of her men. She had trouble seeing through the highly intoxicated area, despite her combat helmet. Then, a group of men in Liberty naval uniform came out of nowhere, shooting widly. They weren't serious about taking down her squad of course. They were merely there to slow them down, and disrupt their moral slowly.
But every time one of these suicide killer died, their eyes flashed for one last second this bright, plasma like aura, signing them as a nomad infested being...
The fact, during their last seconds they became themselves again, asking for her help, was most distressing.
"General Kaitlynn?"
She jumped slightly, before realising the voice came from her comm unit. Well, captain Lavoie must be really in a hurry to have activated the overide...
"Yes captain?"
"Sorry to bother you, general. But High Command has requested a change of plan. We are to stop by the Missouri, where a prison liner will take the crew to Manhattan where they will be court martialed as intended."
There was a slight pause. The voice came back, slightly hesitant - barely noticeable except by someone who knew him.
"The high ranked officers and commander Elation however, are to be taken within Area 21... for interogation. They wish you to be there as well. A heavily armored Rhino military shuttle will come pick you and the prisonners to... St-Mitchell. We are ordered to wait for your return meanwhile, with standard patrol duties."
Another pause, then,
"Good luck, Isabelle."
Kaitlynn remained silent for a long time. Finally, commander Trinity was quite right...
It wasn't going to be as simple as she hoped. Not at all.
"Copy that, captain. And thanks."

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