Neil breathed a sigh of relief that Junebug was now being taken care of. He knew he could trust them to keep her alive. After all, she was the one they probably wanted to speak to the most. He didn't worry about being caught in the middle of a Terran ship. He had escaped plenty of fortified areas in his life. It was all about playing along until he didn't need to anymore. 

Neil held his hands up. "Don't worry about me, lads. My weapons are on the freighter that you had so conveniently procured." He said, speaking in a facestiously posh accent, before instantly switching back to his normal voice. "Oh wait..." He pulled out his 10mm gun, and gave a guilty smile. He took out the clip, and then pulled out the slide, and the bullet that was in the chamber was ejected out. Neil caught it mid air, and then presented the weapon and ammo to the officer, who, to Neil's surprise, was now surrounded by guards aiming rifles at him. 

"They don't like sudden movements." The officer explained. 

"A wise policy." Neil admitted, and handed over the weapon. The officer took it gingerly, and two guards received the weapon's on Saxon's person, much of them too heavy for a single man to hold carefully. Neil shook his head at the sight of the flechlette ripper gun being handled. One wrong move and those men would kill half a dozen of their comrades. Suddenly, a loud and incessant noise could be heard from Neil's right, and a man calling for the officer. Neil turned to see Sven with his hands up, and three men with lasrifles trained on him. 

"Sir! This one has readings all over the place! Possible Cybernetics!" 

Neil snorted. "That is an understatement." 

Minutes later, and with Sven in multiple energy powered shackles based upon a metallic core at the center to focus the restricting beams, they were led deeper into the ship. Every doorway, every hall and window was shaped perfectly and with a utility befitting a military craft. Neil suddenly had a very eerie feeling. This ship looked much like a militarized version of the Ghost ship he and Sayeeda had traversed when the Xenonids had invaded Fornax. He knew it was just bad memories, or at least adrenaline pumping memories, rearing their ugly head. 

Down three corridors, with heavy guard escort in the flank and vanguard, the three were placed into a white room, with uncomfortable looking steel chairs that were rooted to the floor, and a large desk that looked to be both an average work desk and a military operations/observation channel. But what Neil was surprised about was that Taya was in the room, and her face lit up when she saw Neil. "Neil! Thank Gideon you're ok!" 

She got up and ran to him, too excited to care if she was acting younger than her age. She must have been worried sick. Neil embraced her with a grin. "We're fine. Sayeeda too. She was hurt but she's in medbay. She'll be out here in no time." 

"Medbay?" Taya asked, pulling back for a moment, though she seemed convinced. Neil was convinced too. If something happened to Junebug he would be far less cooperative. The happiness in Taya disappeared when she noticed Saxon and Sven enter the room, and her face drained of blood. "W-who are they?" 

"Oh they're uhhh my old friends!~" Neil said, arms out. 

She didn't seem convinced. But she decided not to push the topic further. "So, do you know why we're here?" 

"I thought you did." Neil said, and he turned around to face the officer. "How about enlightening us?" 
[@Penny]