Spaced out.

[Arbs]

"Incompetence?" Elizabeth chuckled. Patting her custom revolver holster and shaking her head she continued. "Not in the First Fleet. Not in my division."

Slowly approaching Ambre she paused for a moment and reached in her dress jacket’s inner pocket. "We just met. But I could make you a friend of mine in many different ways." She pulled out something looking like a card in a plastic evidence bag. Removing the wrapper it turned out to be a photograph, very familiar to Ambre.”But youre in luck. Unlike in your fucked up kingdom, I wrote you off as a POW and I have a certain procedure to follow. And on that part the Admiral has taken in an interest himself.” Spining the card on her hand and taking a breath she continued. “Which allows me to take on other poor souls like you instead. Of course, for as long as you dont make him change his mind.” She grinned.

She grabbed Ambre’s hand and placed the photograph on her grip. ”By the way. You dropped this when you crashed.” Giving her the usual cold emotionless look in her eyes she added. “The young one is pretty cute. Felix right?” Smiling, she now expected Ambre’s knees to be weak as she stood next to her ready to take her outside.