Breaking the Spirit

[Heresy]

Early next morning, Tim decided to have a look at the captured people through the viewports in their escape pods. Since he was an early riser, most of them were asleep. Judging by the uniforms, he had about twelve kusari, sixteen libertonians, twenty five bretonians and ten rheinlanders. A few of them had badges or insignia of their respective factions, but some appeared to be simple civilians.

Surprised by his haul of pilots, he set to work making his Eagle worthy for flight. Tim needed to get it flying before he could take these pilots to the authorities.

Invariably, the occupants of the pods stirred, and began to cause a fuss. Its surprising, the amount of noise that sixty three prisoners can make. Some were making death threats, others were complaining about family and begging for release, a few were crying and one was even threatening legal action; well dressed that one was, might be worth a lot.

One of them caught his eye though; a young woman who went by the name of Lieutenant Emera Maldwyn dressed in Rheinland Military uniform. He knew that because of the name-tag sowed into her flight suit.

He gave it a quick thought, but instantly shoved the thought out of his mind. These people needed to be given over to their authorities as quick as possible; Tim needed money to fix his ship. Hed never expected to take so much damage on what was meant to be a routine mission.

He needed to be ready if that mysterious ship ever showed up again

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