<div align="center"><strong>-=Vincent Kincaid - Taking a prisoner (in a different way that he does with Mae) - Bellerephon=-</strong></div><br/>"Yessir!"  With his orders designated Vincent hustled his way towards Sasha catching a pair of handcuffs that had been tossed to him as he neared.  He was thankful she had opted to take the woman captive for he may have felt some measure of guilt to being forceful with her.  The male captive was a different case entirely as he went out of his way to avoid being a benevolent jailer.  Granted it wasn't anything that would have done more than ruffle the feathers of various humanitarian organizations, but Vincent got a sort of sadistic glee out of putting the handcuffs around the prisoner's wrists until they bit tightly against his skin.  From there he more or less used them as a handle to tow the man in jerking motions that would make them even more uncomfortable if not painful.<br/><br/>As the two lead their captives through the cargo bay, Vincent snagged a roll of duct tape from one of the utility shelves and a pair of small laundry bags as he walked by.  Once in one of the rearmost cabins, Vince tossed the supplies on the bed before moving to a portion of the room furthest away from where Sasha was securing her captive.  The last thing he wanted was to allow the two to collaborate in any way that may make their lives more difficult.  From there he gripped the man's wrist and wrenched it roughly behind his back while he removed the cuff and forcing him to sit so he could loop it through one of the lower cutouts in the webbing of the ship's structural framing.  Once he secured the man's arm as before, his range of movement would be impossibly limited.  Just for a little measure of protection should their lack of time being free to do a thorough search for contraband, he took a strip of duct tape over his mouth to prevent him from speaking then put one of the two bags over his head and cinching it shut to blind him as well.  He tossed the wares to Sasha so she could do the same to the woman.<br/><br/>Once done he double checked his work to ensure the two were secure before hastily making his way to the cockpit just as he heard the ship sealing its airlocks and the engines spooling in preparation for liftoff.  He had made it there just a few moments before the output would be enough to overpower the planet's gravitational pull, so he took the brief opportunity while he had it.  Without uttering a word Vincent strode to the pilot's chair, placed a hand firmly on the back of Mae's head, and moved in to place a heated kiss on her lips.  Between the still lingering traces of adrenaline and relief to see her again after a shootout that felt like hours rather than minutes had passed through the exchange, it would have been impossible for him to not steal a kiss.  Only when he heard the telltale sounds of the engines reach that sweet spot did he break the kiss with a wolfish grin on his face.  The excitement from the short battle only worked in tandem with his desire for the young pilot to stoke the fires of passion within him, but was able to deflect it with the knowledge that the job was not yet done and Si was in immediate need of medical attention.  "Once we get done with this mission, we're going to need to have a little chat."  Vincent said sternly as he made his way to the copilot controls.  "You've violated interplanetary treaties by bringing weapons of mass seduction to a gunfight and such escalation cannot go unreprimanded.  I'm going to need to look up the specifics, but I know for a fact that the punishment involves fuzzy handcuffs and spanking."  Looking away from his console for a moment, he cast a devious glance towards his girlfriend that was punctuated by a wink.