"You can't just steal someones ship. Because then we show up with better guns than civilians get, and kill you. Buy your own ship. Now you're here, and probably going to be in prison for however long you're alive from the amount of body parts I saw on that ship. You know I've seen some messed up crap. But that, what the hell is wrong with you!?"
"They never should have resisted in the first place. Repeatedly I told them. 'Stop.' 'Stop.' 'I'm taking the ship.' 'Stop..' But they never listened."
She remained calm, eyeing her. She still had the damage to her face from the fight, including the mechanical would to the eye, and eyed the marine somewhat before turning back to Nicole. "Have you ever just.. wanted someone to feel pain, Mrs. Prower?"
"No. I'm not a spiteful person. Who did you want to hurt? A corporation? Some big wig? You think you'd do it with some measly transport?" She asked, continuing to stare at the woman. "You do realize, you may never see the light of day again for what you've done, right?"
"Soldier, go get me more men, and get the biggest guns we have on the ship." She ordered, looking to Lyn once more. "And why do you 'choose' to stay? What do you want with us?"
"Aye, ma'am.."
The marine walked out, closing the door behind him.
She kept smirking, eyeing her fully. "I want to see just how well the Navy is trained..."
In a quick flash of blue light, she was gone, the sound of the cuffs hitting the floor audible.
Nicole immediately stood, reaching the nearest control post and sounding the alarm. "To anybody with a damned gun on this ship, a highly dangerous prisoner has escape containment, criminal is to be considered extremely dangerous, try to take her alive, but shoot to kill if you need to!" She ran towards the nearest armory herself, picking up whatever gear she'd need while the ship entered lockdown.
