"I, ah...it's been goin' on two years, I think.  I'm one of th'original crew hired by the Cap'n, along with Rhaef."  She let go of her legs for a long enough moment to scratch the back of her neck, going right back to holding them against her chest.

Vincent raised his eye brows, "So you were there when Kale Galway stole the vessle?  Did you have a part in it or was this his own endevor?  Be honest." he could tell from the way the woman was shifting that she was nervous ... good, he thought.

"What?  No, no, Cap'n didn't steal nothin'."  Charlie shook her head, looking at Vincent finally.  "He bought it square and hired me next planet he hit, seein' as how he couldn't get it off Whitefall without so much's my help.  I'm bein' honest, y'know."

"Yes - it appears you all seem to have a high opinion of your noble Captain." he looked up at her, "And what of the fugitive?" he said nothing more, leaving it up to the woman as to what she'd say.  Typically the nervous ones always divulged more when you left them to their own devices.

"The...you mean Kyron?"  Charlie watched Vincent, a bit curious at first, the gravity of things slowly seeping into her head.  Charlie watched Vincent for a moment, looking back at her legs.  "I didn't do nothin'.  Nobody did nothin'.  That...that ben tian sheng de yi dui rou doesn't deserve nothin' more than bein' locked up.  He tried to steal Destiny right out from under us, y'know?  Sent us all off t'die, y'know..."

"Tried to steal the ship and sent you all of to die?  Is that right?  How did he end up tied up in the air lock then with a bullet wound?" Vincent asked, watching the woman very closely now.

"Well, not all'f us.  He was holdin' Ren and Acacia, makin' them fly the boat out to wherever he wanted to be goin'.  He'd locked me in the Engine Room, thinkin' I couldn't get out or nothin'.  Wei-Li let me out...the one you've got in your hospital n'all.  He'd thrown the rest out in a shuttle n'all, y'know?"  She sighed, closing her eyes.

Ren pulled Acacial closer trying to both comfort and protect her.  He rested his head next to her's and watched the door.

There was nothing to say, even if they were allowed to talk.

Kendra sits with her legs crossed on the hard and uncomfortable chair. the top foot moves back and forth impatiently. Her arms are crossed and she sighs quietly but often.

"...I see..." Vincent said, nodding his head.  Not exactly liking all the stories he was getting out of this crew of miscreants.  "I believe that is all"  He looked back at his papers and allowed the guard to escort the girl out.

The man lead Charlie back into the detention cell.

The guard looked down at his paper, then into the room, then back at his paper again before stepping out for a moment.  A different man came back and called out, "Amber Wheat.  If you would come with me please."

Kale looked around.  Amber Wheat?  Who the hell was Amber Wheat?  There wasn't anyone he didn't know in the room.

Kendra instinctively looks up at the sound of her name, She looks down again quickly, hoping tthe man did not notice this. Panic sets in, inside she's trembling. She then looks up and around as if to see who this Amber Wheat person is? She looks over at Kale and gives him a quizzicle(sp??) look and shrugs.

Ren looks at the man and has to keep from laughing.

'Amber Wheat??' he thinks to himself.   "I think someone's seriously messing with us now... he mutters.

'This has got to be a joke.'
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The man glances around the room and notices the blonde woman look up in panic then around.  "Amber." he says now looking directly at her, "Let's go." he says.

Amber looks away, and back, her shoulders sag in defeat. Who was I kiddling, she thinks. This is the alliance. Slowly she stands up, tall and straight eyes forward and walks toward the man who called out her name.

Ren stares in disbelief and then looks from Kendra to Kale.  He mouths the name Amber with a very confused look on his face.

He looks around almost like he's trying to figure out who else isn't who he thought they were

The guard escorts Amber down the grey hallway and into a small room, this ones different from the one that the others had been taken to however.  She's told to sit and a man in Alliance military garb walks into the small room.

"Ah, Amber Wheat.  Well isn't this a surpise." he sneered, he hadn't expected to see her again.  Most soldiers who went AWOL were smart enough not to end up in Alliance hands.  He specifically remembered Amber however, always defiant - had a real problem with authority.  He was only too happy to see her under Alliance control again.

Amber sits down, both feet planted on the ground, hands folded in front of her and she stares straight ahead, and does not acknowledge the guards comment.

"Ah, as insobordinate as ever." he commented, "However, you will answer my questions and you will answer them promptly an with respect. How did you come to be on board the stolen vessel?"

"Sir,she says curtly, I paid the usual fair to aboard this ship just as any of the other passengers did to take me to The Georgia System. Sir

The man behind the desk nodded, as he read through her file.  "And how long have you been on board?" He asked, not looking up at Amber.

"About three months, sir"

He nods, giving her a knowing look.  "Three months is an awfully long time to get to the Georgia system... would you care to try again?"

Sir, it feels like it's been three months, I believe that it has been approximately one, maybe one and a half months."