[b][u]Space near Dacyira[/u]
ON BOARD THE LITTLE PRINCESS[/b]
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Captain Integra was sitting, lounging tiredly in the Captain's Cabin where nobody could disturb her, when she suddenly hears a gruff voice from her communicator-

[i]"Captain, we've got something on the long-ranged sensors. You might want to check this out."[/i]

The young Captain rolls her eyes, but doesn't ignore the suggestion. If Lonning said something was big, it wasn't anything that should be overlooked. After a few moments, she activates her private monitor and takes a look into the Bridge, revealing a huddle of figures around the radar monitors. A burly, dark-skinned man stands next to the Captain's chair, and turns to face the monitor when she appears-

[i]"I hope I'm not disturbing your...beauty sleep, Captain, but it looks like something is heading towards the site of that last haul."[/i]

Integra's disappointment is obvious in the slight frown on her expression, but she presses on regardless-

"And? So, they took longer than we thought to find out about it, what's the big deal?"

[i]"Well, that's what we thought until we checked its designation. "Gold Transport.""[/i]

Now, Integra's interest was rising quickly. She stands up and grabs her Captain's jacket, talking to Lonning the entire way.

"So...what? It's some really, really bad trap?"

[i]"If it's a trap, it's a very well hidden one. Our sensors can't detect any other ships nearby or following, and the ship itself is completely unarmed. But they're definitely trying to lure us in..."[/i] Lonning trails off. He knew the Captain well enough to know how this would turn out, so he didn't even have to hear her response to know it was time to move out. Still, out of respect for the young lady, he allows a few moments for her to relay her orders...

"Start up the engines, if they go around asking for pirates, who are we to judge. Who knows, maybe they think they can appease us with fifty tons of gold. More likely, they want their little presents back."

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[b][u]Dacyira Space[/u][/b]
[b]PIRATE TERRITORY[/b]
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For a good portion of a minute, the Little Princess had been watching the small transport shuttle from a safe distance, until finally they opened communications. This time, the one who talked was Lonning, while the Captain dressed herself, brushed her teeth and fixed her hair. Lonning was a practical man, but not one without experience, he knew that trying to rush a woman was never a good idea. Especially if they could have you airlocked at any moment.

So, when the communications line was eventually created, the face that appeared on screen was not the young Captain, but instead her subordinate.

[i]"Alright, you've got me. I've seen my fair share or transport ships in my life, carrying things ranging from slaves to nuclear warheads. So tell me, what brings a lonely little Gold Transport Shuttle all the way out here, and why should I care?"[/i]