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[1, right after mission]
[If you open the captive Ankaian unit cockpit, you find its pilot to look like a completely normal human woman. People who hoped for more weird aliens will be disappointed.
She however is armed with a sword - and points it at you! But the sword is sheathed, and given hilt first.]
I yield. By my name I swear to act like a captive should, make no attempts to backstab nor escape unless let go willfully.
I am now at your mercy.
[2]
Yes? What comes now?
Torture, is it?
[Sitting in a cell, Sielje is ready to be interrogated. She actually behaves without causing trouble as promised so if you have questions, ask them and see if she answers.]
[If you open the captive Ankaian unit cockpit, you find its pilot to look like a completely normal human woman. People who hoped for more weird aliens will be disappointed.
She however is armed with a sword - and points it at you! But the sword is sheathed, and given hilt first.]
I yield. By my name I swear to act like a captive should, make no attempts to backstab nor escape unless let go willfully.
I am now at your mercy.
[2]
Yes? What comes now?
Torture, is it?
[Sitting in a cell, Sielje is ready to be interrogated. She actually behaves without causing trouble as promised so if you have questions, ask them and see if she answers.]
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"Um. What now?"
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[Sielje's face looks tired and also impatient at the same time.]
It is my role to ask your question.
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She steps back, leaning Sieljie's sword on her shoulder like a jaunty ronin. "First things first: why did you attack us? You better give a good answer."
Because your faction's really starting to remind her of the Indalph.
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[Sielje departs from the cockpit, leaving behind a harness and something not too dissimilar from a motion capture device - only much more primitive.]
Earth's influence hurts us, our people, our lands.
I pledged to stop the spread. If it will not cease from mere asking, then by force be it.
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Dido switches on the cherry-picker, lowering Sieljie and herself to the Hangar floor.
"...You and your fellow knights are self-righteous hypocrites."
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...
This outburst was unbecoming. My apologies.
Do you know the owner of the halls we attacked?
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"..."
"Apology accepted." Dido sighs. "And I've never been in this region of the Sprawl. Who owned that warehouse?"
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They are the ones responsible. They are my enemy, not the whole of Earth and all its peoples.
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...well, that's a sudden change of heart!
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[Sielje blinks at the sword right back in her hand.]
Hold! What are you doing? I am a prisoner! Have you the right to declare me free from confinement?
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She clenches her teeth. "...I've heard nasty things about Fumerco. And I know how Megacorp executives like them think." She folds her arms. "People like them take pride in rejecting moral codes, as if they're chains to break free from. To their eyes, people are either fellow predators or prey. They'll use any means to keep exploiting your world's resources...until they're stopped."
She turns to Sieljie. "Which is why your freaking raid on their warehouses played right into their hands, you idiot!"
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Their hands? What is this accusation, why do you say that?
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She grunts. "There are good people on this planet. There are even organizations with noble goals. Why not try to enlist our support?"
...She says to the knight from a planet without telecomunications.
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No. I do not want any of Earth's support, it is not even my call to make! We do not need your support, we need people of Earth to meddle less in Ankaian affairs, not meddle more.
[Sielje's expression hardens.]
Stay away from Ankaia, that is the best. Even if traders of Fumerco persuade others to help them, knights of Ankaia are strong and honorable. The invaders will be defeated.
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"But is that really all you and your people want to do? Shun other cultures and planets? Wrap yourselves up in a blanket and hide away from the universe forever?"
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It is not hiding. It is cutting us off from sources of corruption. What other alternative is there? It is this... or conquering Earth to reshape it in our image.
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She shrugs. "That's just my two cents. Do you want to go talk with our base commander?"
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[Good thing you brought up Antov, because Sielje was running out of arguments or things to say.]
I... might. What would your base commander say to me?
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She pauses, then snatches Sieljie's saber back. "Probably should keep this to avoid bad impressions."
And she escorts you to Antov. Or tries to, at least. What hijinks will result from this?
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In the end, she was partially responsible for a terrorist attack on private property. Antov ordered the Ankaian kept around as a prisoner until her fellow knights show up again. Not necessarily like, a high level prisoner - just keep her under watch, out of reach of weapons and make sure she behaves.
What will be done with Fumerco is unknown for now. There is no proof of them doing anything shady, for one thing. A single prisoner's testimony hardly counts as anything solid.