Spaced out.

[Ramke]

Ambre was exhausted from this entire ordeal. The venture to the ship caused a lot of stress, she knew that the Libertonians are unruly, but this was way beyond expectations. She might have been dead them and there if Mayer was a rank lower.

Hearing the word "Manhattan" certainly didn't make things any easier. Didn't they mention the planet in the same system, Los Angeles? "Manhattan, isn't that the capitol...? You deceiving liar! Where are you taking me now?!" Ambre lashed out. She would have probably looked more intimidating if she hadn't trying to fruitlessly get rid of the cuffs. A sense of dread washed over her as she realised she's going to the worst place imaginable. She had to do something quick.

"Turn this ship to Gallia!'"