Rocket sighed very quietly, maybe she was too harsh on this newcomer. Truth is she wanted to talk, she didn't have a chance to do it for quite some time. With anyone normal that is.
"Lovely... and your governement didn't even try to get you out?" She smirks "I would be pissed..." She let's go of the bars on the ceiling and leans against the cage, calling the pilot "Hey you, mister prisonership pilot! Yeah you! Do you know where my sweets are?" The pilot bluntly ignored her and Amber sighs "What was it again... ah... Watashi wa kyandī ga hoshī-something" The pilot doesn't turn around but says with an annoyed voice "I don't have your lollipops!" Amber chuckles "Well look at that... I actually said it right..."
She looks at Rocket over her shoulder and winks "Yeah... I have to munch lollipops practicly all the time to keep my sugar level up... If I don't there is a possibility i'll get nauseous and in extreme cases I'll faint... in that case i'll most likely end up in a coma if it isn't handled soon..." She says it loud enough so the pilot could here it, but without raising any suspicion. She turns to the pilot again and yells "Eeh baka! When are we getting this show on the road huh? I'm bored!"
Rocket sighed, another madwoman, hope this one will be at least a bit more quiet. "You know where are they taking us?" she asked while coming around her cell like a tiger.
The police transport left Fuchu, its passengers safely caged on their way to be tested.
'Fuchu: this is ksp ohka five, we are outbound with the prisoners for Planet Honshu.'
'Acknowledged Ohka five, you are clear for launch: good flying.'
'Sayonara Mitsune.' The craft slipped effortlessly into the picturesque space of Shikoku and began its flight.
Otsune and her one man guard settled down into what they thought would be an uneventful flight. Otsune took out a small locket which opened with a delicate click, she gazed once more with regret upon her husbands face. She wondered whether he had been killed in the Gallic offensive, whether he had survived and if she would ever see him again. If he was, could they ever be together again given the Houses current feelings? She joked with her co-pilot to distract herself. 'I swear they get better looking each time we do this.' she jested as she glanced at the caged pair.
'Hai ma'am, but let us not forget how dangerous they are.' co-pilot Ikari cautioned.
'They do not look threatening to me: they look like...dancers. If they pose a problem I will give you one-hundred thousand credits.'
Ikari laughed 'Very well ma'am.' The pair continued their relatively informal banter until interrupted.
Amber gestures at the pilots and says to Rocket "Apparently planet Honshu..." The flight continued quietly although Rocket noticed Amber was deliberatly taking short and hasty breaths and she also appeared to be tensing all her muscles with every breath she takes. After a while she starts to look slightly pale and she's starting to sweat.
Rocket leans as close as possible and whispers "Are you alright?" as reply Amber only winked at her.
She got the clue and cleared her throat before calling for the pilot "Could you come check on her? I think she's sick!" With those words Amber slowly collapses against the cages bars.
'Sick prisoner routine: You want to shoot them now?'
'Eya, she might be for real ' her file says she is Hypoglycemic. Look: there's a cryer transport. Cryer blue twelve this is Ksp ohka five requesting medical assistance ' is there a doctor onboard?'
'Roger that Ya'll: blue twelve responding; get your grapples ready.'
Otsune turned to her co-pilot ''Yawl'' she mocked the foreign accent, both laughed.
The craft came to a halt as the medical transport slid alongside and began boarding procedures. 'Clamps are open, guidance is tacky, manually mooring.'
'Acknowledged Blue twelve, you are green at 5 metres...2 metres...1 metre...50 centimetres...contact: lock.'
A dull shifting of mass was felt through the ship as the ships coupled, moments later three medics strode through the airlock. 'Alright: this is the patient? Get her out of there officer unless you want a post-mortem.'
Otsune unlocked the cage and stepped back from the bars, letting the medics do their job.
One of the medics kneels in front of Amber and checks her vital signs and after having done the basic stuff he reaches into his bag and takes out a syringe and fills it with a clear liquid. The other 2 medics are mumbling to eachother while the one helping Amber is pressing the air out of the syringe, this was the moment she waited for.
She grabs the medics arm in which he holds the syringe and twists it, she reaches for the syringe and jumps up behind the medic, holding him in a locked grip with the syringe dangerously close to his neck. The others barely realised what happened "You there!" Amber shouts at Otsune and the co-pilot "Slowly remove your sidearms and throw them over here" She smirks at Otsune "Oh and before I forget... Get the blonde out of her cage as well..."
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