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>"You may very well be right. That is often the case with such a
situation." Joanna >got up while she spoke and walked over to the
replicator. "Would you like something >to drink while we speak?"
"Old Earth Coca-Cola Classic please." He had inherited his Uncle's
tastes.
>Joanna placed the order, which included a tea for herself and returned
to her seat. >"How did you come to be captured and imprisoned?"
"Thank you." he said as he took the glass and sipped off it...,"Like I said
I was caught in a firefight and next thing I know we're surrounded. I tried to
run and got hit."
>"Why do you think this group was attacking Starfleet officers?"
"Honestly I don't know....It has something to do with a higher-up Admiral
(ooc: can't remember his name) who seems to be doing this to manipulate numbers
in order to increase his military mass."
>"Would you like to talk about your experiences while being
imprisoned?" It was >obvious that they had already started that.
Joanna was asking if David was ready to >talk about it in more detail.
She would definitely understand if he wasn't. She wasn't >intending on
pressuring him.
The shudder returned almost immediately, "What can I say? They beat the
hell out of me." He almost instinctively put his hand across the spot on his
ribs where they had been cracked or broken, "There were screams almost all the
time. People left their cells and didn't return..." |
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