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[Gotdamnmiracle]

"Mutiny. My my. While that is... Noble, I cannot let you go on your merry anything. My fleet needs these supplies if it hopes on continuing the fight against the jook. That being said... " He turns to someone off screen. "Chief, rally an escort for me when we have them securely docked. I would like to have a talk with these mutineers." The man looks back to the screen as he receives a loud "Ayeaye, Sir!" and says "See you soon." before blinking off of the screen.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Hours pass as the crew waits in silence save for the minor comment about how the body is starting to reek. Each of the doors on the ship have been closed and locked  due to the proximity warning in an attempt to regulate any O2 loss. So the noise of an arc cutter chewing through the door on the bridge comes as a bit of a shock but only a minor one. There are only seconds before this room is swarmed. How do you want to handle this?

[Thecard]

"I'm guessing this means ya gotta cuff me?"
Well, make the cuffs good and tight, but don't you fucking forget about me."

[javierpwn]

"We captured this mutinee sir, he killed off a good few of our men, so some of us would like to deal with him personally."

[Gotdamnmiracle]

A man with graying hair and in a dirty military uniform appears and begins to speak in a deep accent. "I am commander Sikh of the Reliquary Liberation Navy. You will allow your ship to be tugged to our base of operations or you will be ventilated. Will you comply?"

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As in definitely not JUKH! These guys are what we in the business call terrorists.

The door slides out of place and fifteen heavily clad marines pound into the principles by the Commander. "Well that was simple. Arrest that man. Here." He says helping up the criminal beaten to a pulp. "You and I must talk." The commander steps out of the room as the marines grab everyone and lead them to the brig.

"Now. Explain to me how,exactly this mutiny occured and why if at all you are of value to me besides an easy to turn over transport vessel."

[javierpwn]

" I guess the jig is up guys, although we may not be of use to you, we have been reaving this vessel, and have no love for JUKH, and easily took down the entire crew; this might be considered useful by some, and the ship was carrying essential materials for JUKH'S cause
No point in pretending anymore fellas

The bloody mess on the ground even used to be the pilot"

[Gotdamnmiracle]

"Shut up, space jockey!" The marine yells as he, very literally tosses you into the brig. The whole group barely fits into this one cell. Well whole group except for Jeb.

"Jebidiah, hm? Odd name. Look I' m going to be straight with you, your story looks like complete shit. Only one dead, a lamprey on the side of your vessel, a recent emergency signal and slip prep, not to mention that man had been dead for a number of hours." The commander enters a room with a painfully thin man holding a rifle standing guard. The commander sits at an unfinished, drab, metal desk, bolted to the deck. "So come clean, because time is more valuable than your life."

[Gotdamnmiracle]

"Shut up, space jockey!" The marine yells as he, very literally tosses you into the brig. The whole group barely fits into this one cell. Well whole group except for Jeb.

"Jebidiah, hm? Odd name. Look I' m going to be straight with you, your story looks like complete shit. Only one dead, a lamprey on the side of your vessel, a recent emergency signal and slip prep, not to mention that man had been dead for a number of hours." The commander enters a room with a painfully thin man holding a rifle standing guard. The commander sits at an unfurnished, drab, metal desk, bolted to the deck. "So come clean, because time is more valuable than your life. Who are you people?"

[javierpwn]

"My name is Javier sir, systems professional, and hacker.

Let me be a bit clear, me and my associates set this lone ship out for reaving, I personally hacked into their systems, enabled the slip prep, and boarded the ship.
We did only barely stop who we assumed the pilot, and kill him, he was sending out an emergency signal.
We assumed the unintentionally activated occulus drone killed the rest of the crew. We heard plenty of yelling.
I demand you release my associates and I!


I yell this very loudly!

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Da Vinci growled.

"Shut up."

Stab the marine through the face.

[javierpwn]

Who are you calling a newcomer! I don't do well under pressure.
Save my face

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Not you, the marine!))

[Thecard]

"Well, the Government hasn't really been taking care of its people.  Myself included."
"I was planning to overthrow that asshole captain and commandeer this ship.  I'd then do some small time raids on government convoys and try to pick up some more crew on far-out planets.
"Apparently, I'm not a very good judge of character.  Or maybe I'm better than I thought, really.  The crewmen you've locked up are very skilled, and don't love the government any more than I do.  Even that jerkoff who socked me.  The dude got scared when y'all showed up.  Started yelling something about there always being a bigger fish.  Said you were Jook men.  Said you'd kill us all if we resisted.

"Those men you've thrown in the brig, they're not really bad apples.  Just spineless cowards.  But hell, I've seen 'em work.  They ain't half bad when they aren't outnumbered." Jeb tells the big, scary old man-terrorist.

He hurriedly adds: "Oh, and sorry about that 'torpedo' crack.  I thought you were Jook."

((JUKH" is the name of the government, right?  If not, uh, substitute whatever is the name.))

[Gotdamnmiracle]

(Yes. That is the nation that recently subjugated Reliquary, JUKH.)

The stroke of the blade misses far as the marine jumps back leaving you trapped in the cell without arc cutters or your rifles. He remarks about how he missed the knife in the trial before walking out of the brig, leaving the majority of the crew alone with the chief master at arms.

"I see... Jeb I realize that we may have gotten off on the wrong foot. As it seems I may have need of your services. There are a number of things that need doing for us to get the upper hand here but I can guarantee that if you help me drive out the bastards you will not only have a home but I will provide you with something a little more... Safe than a cargo vessel. Would you be willing to help my cause? It will be worth your while, but we will hammer out the details later. First off, agree and your crew will be yours to command once again, if not I'm sure we could find some room in the brig."

[Thecard]

"Certainly.  With the wind at their back, they'll do anything they need.
"The asshole who popped me might taking a bit of... persuasion... but he's good at what he does."
Jeb extends his hand towards the man to settle the agreement.
"Now, what can I do for you today?"