<div style="text-indent:1em;">Erix watched as the Conf boarding ships detached from the pirate vessel, they lazily floated past him on their way back to the battle cruiser.  The rail guns then came to life, rotating towards the doomed pirates.  As their ship imploded Erix considered how best to pay his respects, eventually settling on spitting once he found a suitable substitute for their grave.  He would have loved to go rampaging about the ship himself, but watching the fireworks of the boat's death rattle was satisfying enough.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Eris let out a small breath of relief when the tractor beam hit his ship.  He got onto a ship, now to make himself useful enough to stay on it.  Looking at the boarding ships as he was dragged in he set the ships computer to zoom, watching as the Wolven marched a set of pirates off the boats.  They took prisoners, that might be a means of getting into their good graces if the pirates were tight lipped.  He also saw what looked like a cot, at least one casualty.  Erix doubted the Conf's would carry a pirate off the boat, so that meant injured or KIA Wolfs.  That boded less well for him, their brothers would want some kind of vengeance.  If the pirates where off limits, that might leave Erix on the table.</div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">As Erix was brought into the hanger, he turned off the ships engine, letting the traction beam deposit his ship where it saw fit.  He then slowly opened the cockpit, hands raised and palms out.  They had arranged a welcome party for him, and Erix calmly followed all commands he was given.  He wondered if they would ask him to disarm himself or just scan him for all his weapons themselves.  Either way, he'd probably end up with another electric slug for his caltrop.  Maybe this time, it'd be a nice one that lets him still use his arms somewhat.</div>