The bite was quick, and lucky for her teeth not quick enough. Few knew about the captain's arm, and from the sound of her teeth clacking together this girl would have quickly found out the secret herself. As it was though, his eyes widened slightly and he regained composure. Her speech was full of anger and determination, something you wouldn't normally see from a naked and bound human woman in the room with armed men. Gunny was next to speak. It was a good decision to bring him. His uncivilized attitude would be the contrast captain would need. He let none know outside this room of his reasons for her particular confinement.<br/><br/>Truth is he was worried. This woman was inside his home. She was fiddling with its innards like a Ganga rat in a field tractor, but instead of wrecking it irreparably she configured the old girl to proper fighting conditions without access to control panels or system diagnostics. Just the wires and circuits hanging around the belly of his home. His concern grew on his face as Gunny spoke. Captain did not believe in coincidence.<br/><br/>"Gunny, shut up."<br/><br/>Those words brought a silence to the room, no to the ship itself. Not because of his tone, which was uncharacteristically soft and even, but because of the effect it had on large imposing Gunny. He shut up and stepped back.<br/><br/>"I want you to listen to me and listen quietly girl. I don't know who you are, or how you got onto my home or among my family.” He walked behind her, and lifted the chair with her in it easily, and set it on the far wall, pulling his own chair directly in front of it. “I'm going to find that out." Each word was said cleanly  and without a hint of emotion. The tone robotically static and volume very soft. He sat there and stared directly into the girls eyes with his hands on her thighs, one warm, the other cold as ice.<br/><br/>"When and where was it that you boarded my ship."<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">Candance looked up at the quiet tone, her brows actually going up. She had been on the ship long enough to know... that quiet tone was not heard from the Captian. So she looked over to Gunny with a quizzical glance before she was pulled up against a wall and had the male sitting before her. It wasn't until he placed his hands upon her thighs that the realized that she was in fact, nude. A moment of panic flitted across her face at the notion, and then she simply forced herself to relax. She couldn't stop the tough act now after all.  As the Captian asked his question, she never looked away from his searching gaze and pondered how much to tell him. Though she sucked at lying, so the truth it would be. "Baton Yaaga, between the third and fouth shift change. Ya lads were paying attention ta the wenches offerin' them somethin' ya don't get here on the ship ta often, and they were a spoilin' for some shore leave, and to... well do what males typically enjoy best."<br/><br/>That moment of panic was not lost on captain, but he did not press forward against it. he simply waited, expression unchanging. "Why, did you board my ship as apposed to the hundreds a others in port."<br/><br/>She looked at for long moments, mulling over her response, and then gave him a question to his. "Can ya think of anyone stupid enough ta fuck with ya Scarlets?"</span><br/><br/>The cold hand slid up the girls thigh and squeezed with unreal strength, not causing damage but coming very near. "I'm looking at one right now. Who do you work for?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">She let out a soft sigh, even at the uncomfortable squeeze. "Even upon death and torture, I will never tolerate being called stupid. I didn't fuck with ya, or your family. I kept this boat a goin' when it needed it, and I would do so again. As for me hoppin' aboard... it was desperate inspiration. I knew I would be safe here for a time. I was hopin' ta get off earlier at another port, but well, plans changed."</span><br/><br/>The grip on her thighs lessened to nothing, and the captain pondered the words a moment. he raised the warm hand to her chin and turned her head from side to side against her will, as if inspecting her. Looking for any marks. "How."<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">She didn't fight his hold, just let him move her head for the few moment and then hearing his question, pondered precisely which "how" he wanted from her.  "Which one?"</span><br/><br/>"My ship. How did you get her optimal in that fight. You had wires and circuits. Someone show you schematics of my ship? Someone hire you to get onto my ship?" The cold hand rose and slammed into the bulkhead just to the right of her ear, though she couldn't see his arm went an inch further than that wall should have allowed. "ARE THEY SENDING SOMEONE TO KILL MY FAMILY?!"<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">She would have jumped, honestly, but there wasn't time, and frankly her adrenaline kick was wearing off. So all she had was a massive headache, and a slight concussion with the man blearing a touch in front of her. "No." She replied simply, and then groaned a bit from the tension in her neck from supporting her head. She lolled it to the side and onto his arm that as buried into the wall. "Ya were a mark of opportunity fer a backwater Princess ta escape the clutches of the men who wanted ta end her family. And the known universe." She stated and then let out another sigh. "Ya ever hear of the Starsword?"</span><br/><br/>His arm retracted faster than one would expect, and he glanced towards gunny for the first time in this whole interrogation. "Where does a human girl learn of something like that... What kind of princess are you?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF8000">Gunny cocked his head to the side in contemplation. The Star Sword was a mighty old legend, a legend that was dying out and was mainly held onto by pirates and deepspace explorers. "I dunno Cap. I haven't even heard of that legend in years." He leaned over and put a hand on the wall for support. "No one even knows if the fucking thing is real." A smile crept across the first mate's face. "I'll tell ya one thing though, with all the dirty talk, I might have a Star Sword for ya princess."</span><br/><br/>"Mind your manners first mate. For now at least." He eased off and relaxed the interrogation for now. "We'll get to that later but you still haven't answered my question lass. How did you fix ma ship."<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">Her head was left to reeling even more as the arm that was supporting her head moved. She grunted in pain and closed her eyes a bit and then slowly lifted her head again to blear at the two men. As the first mate responded to the question the Cap'n had asked of him, and then of her, she looked up at the huge Grungan, or two.  "Mmm, I told ya, a backwater princess. I come for the Kaliasis system, the outer arms." She told the Captain, and to Gunny she leered for a moment. "I think ya mean a parin' knife, don't ya?"<br/><br/>Her head swung slowly back ta the cap'n and grinned. "I wasn't a slouch when it came ta naval combat duties. All royals in our system are required ta serve a full military rotation. Pa said it kept us...humble to our stations."</span><br/><br/>His head shook with a smile and a laugh that would curl spines. "What you did was no basic training bullshit. What you did, no one should hae been able to do, yet you do. How? am I to believe even you don't know? Either way we're getting no where with this. Answer me one more thing. Why not take one of the fighters and shivvy off if ya knew yer way around so well hmm? Why keep my home floating?"<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">She blew out a long breath, trying to focus on the question. "Would it help ta know I was a technical engineer and designer for our own ships? Plus there was a basic access panel where I was at, switches... and... " She came to a halt and slowly leaned her head back up against the wall behind her. "Ya hit harder than a barrel of Grungan ale Cap'n." She complained her eyes drifting shut for a few moments. Then they lifted again and stared down her nose because of the angle of her head at the Captain. "How could ya abandon family?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #BF8000">Eyes scanned from the girl, to the captain, and back to the girl again. Gunny's face was set in a grim expression and he wasn't sure how the captain would handle that retort. Many people had said many things to the captain, many people died for those things, but Gunny knew the his oldest friend hated one thing most of all; people interloping into his family. This was virtually heresy in his eyes. "What family do ya think you got aboard this ship?" Gunny spoke slow, almost darkly. He could see the cold look on the captain's face. "You're an outsider until he says otherwise. You'd do well to remember that princess."<br/>"The big guy's right lass. However, she got us out of some trouble, and she can be pretty damned cooperative after a little slapping around at least. Bring in her clothes and then go see to that other kid. You can question him yerself, I know ya got some pent up fer the boy."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">Her attention snapped forward at the mention of the boy, and she sat up and leaned forwards with a growl. "Ya lay a hand upon that boy and I will split ya where ya stand. He's a kid... mentally... for now. "</span><br/><br/>"Heh" Captain chuckled. "She's got a chance gun. be gentle on the kid. I reckon you holed up with him? Makes sense. While your down there see if tellin' the little shit that she's alright gets him to calm down, if it does, leave im be, if it doesn't, smack him till it does. And!" He swiped his cold hand back towards the girl threateningly. "Before you go on another lip flappin' montoge he whacked gunny pretty damned good. I think he can take a few smacks girl."<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF8000">Gunny let out a low chortle. "You got it Cap. The little punk ain't nothing I can't handle." Gunny rubbed the side of his head. "That fucking mop handle hurt, but it was just a lucky hit." He turned to walk out of the captain's quarters. " "I'll grab her shit for ya before I go down to the cages." The door slid open, but right before he stepped out he turned halfway around. "And don't you 2 go off having any fun without me now." Gunny laughed again and walked out.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">"But-" She began only to stop and release a long suffering breath at the Captian, and then to grin widely at Gunny's comment. "He's a pistol alright. Wait, did ya say a mop handle?" She asked in surprise, before leaned her head back again. As Gunny left with his parting shot she looked over at the Cap'n agian. "Thanks for the clothes, I have never been naked this long in front of a pair of males before... and despite the pleasant sensation of the breeze between my knees, I am rather fond of my knickers. Plus, do you know what it's like bein' one of the other females for five galatic years? Or is it ten? ... " She rattled on for a few moments and then ceased realizing that she was indeed become a fount of neverending prattle. "Fuck it, I wish it had been the ale givin' me this hangover."</span><br/><br/>"As amusing as this is princess, i'm gonna have to ask you to kindly slow down the mouth and get those damned clothes on." He said, undoing the binds on her body, any sense of being delicate on where he placed his hands to do so completely ignored. "While she did so he closed the door with a somewhat loud bang and locked it. "Now, in private, I need you to tell me the whole story, bit by bit, and leave nothing out."