Etoile's flash-protectors kicked in, as - adroitly - she covered Vons ears, in the heartbeat before the Zephyr's particle guns fired! Turning away from the brilliant flash, she avoided being blinded...Even as a gaping hole opened up in the manor's magnificent facade! She could hear the pounding footsteps approaching, glimpse the workers fleeing for their lives...From the looks of it, they'd taken the chance to flee to safety - And who could blame them?<br/><br/><em>Looks like they're all out of work,</em>she couldn't help but think, as her faithful ship hovered close...The lovely bounty-huntress heaving Von onto the loading ramp, like a sack of wet laundry! Her lissome legs coiled beneath her as she sprang, her magnetized boots connecting with the ramp - As it furled inwards upon itself, sealing them within the confines of her ship. In a matter of minutes, she was airborne once more...Her craft circling the mansion, just once, to make sure that it'd been cleared out...Before the first shots came streaking down from above! A brief volley, and the place was in flames - She was pretty sure she couldn't destroy *all* the copies of the footage, but at least it should cut down the number that was out there...<br/><br/>Her pert nose wrinkled, just so, as she half-carried, half-dragged Von into the cell she'd prepared for him. It was basically a refashioned storage compartment, with hefty locks on the door...Refitted to hold a single occupant. Not that she had much more space than this, but she had the feeling it'd take him a while to sleep that off!<br/><br/>"That was...*messy*," Lucille would admit, as she stood beneath the gravity shower - Water bleating against the tiles, as she sluiced herself clean...A little shiver racing up her spine, as she zipped up a clean suit. She'd barely made herself presentable again, before her visor blared with incoming hails...A slim eyebrow arching, as - for a moment - she wondered if there'd been some mistake somewhere!<br/><br/>"...Free Republic - Liberated Federations - aren't those the same thing?" she mused aloud, her slim shoulders lifting in a little shrug. Well, whatever - She'd answer one at random, as her ship hovered in space. She didn't know too much about either, after all...But she had the feeling they weren't very happy with her!<br/><br/>The lovely bounty huntress would make sure she was seated at her console, looking entirely respectable - And, she hoped, competent - before she took the call...It was time to find out what the locals wanted-!