It was a short stay for her at the Battleship Missouri. Liberty forces were too exited they have finaly caught an Order pilot.Those bastards didn't even open-up her escape pod to give her a drink or some food.They were too scared from the LSF's authority in the matter.And , like she tough , the LSF soon came and took her away with their ships.It was a short trip from NY to the dreaded system known as Alaska and it's fabled and wreched Micthell Prison Station.Aldo younger then nearly all the Order admirals , Mirage had a clear mind and was well informed on what was happening at "that" station.
" - ****... " - she scolded herself for allowing to be caught. But come on , even for her that was a tag of a huge share of bad luck. Not only that the LSF agent she saw , Mike Edwards , located her ship and was able to track her position.But those Navy boys had to show up too. And for the cherry of the whole matter , a Liberty Dreadnaught was also there to atack her.That clumsy piece of scrap would have been an easy kill for the Au'Rora , but her personal ship was no mach for the tin bucket. Usually , ships as big as that Dread , possed no threat to her. But the lucky bastard hit her with a type "M" missle directly to the hull , wich resorted in most of her systems including weapons array getting fried to crisp.
It was dark in the escape pod.The only light she was able to see was the one from a tiny window close to her snow-white eyes.And the view from that small piece of reinforced glass wasn't good at all.Two men were using laser cutters to open up the 120mm , heavily modified pod.Since , they were no where close to be able to crack the password of the thing , brute strenght was the only choice left.And even that strong plating wasn't going to survive for long from those lasser cutters.
"Ping...ping...piiiiinnngggg..."
The steel plate finaly gave up and Mirage droped to the ground.She was nearly a day in there with no food nor water.She wasn't immortal , but darn tired. All she knew for sure that a long rest isn't what the LSF have prepared for her.Most of her hopes for a long term survival were pointed at the fact the LSF didn't know who they have caught.Mirage was sure that a random Order pilot would have far greater chances of survival without torture , then a high ranking admiral.
The two men picked her up. And started carrying her to another room at the end of a long corridor.
" - Drats...again with my stupid luck these days. " - she just tough how easy an escape would be if she was with her custom made armor.But as fait would have it , it was getting an update today.Yeah...things were just pinky - pie for her today.All she was wearing was a white shirt and black pants.The rankings on her shirt were gone , atleast she was able to tear them off , before the pod was opened.
The two guys threw her on a chair in a small white room.Wich resulted in a small pill falling from her pocked and landing between the slide door.Wich slided back again ,crushing the white pill.
"Why do you hate me so much God ? " - That was the unluckiest thing of all... " For now..." - she tough.
The room was all in mirrors.Well , they were fake glass decoys.Atleast fifty men were on the opposite side of them , watching her every move.
" - Like I don't know..." - she alowed her self a little smirk.But that was all she could spare now.The interogation team was going to come soon .... she had better prepare herself for them.
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