[Lightning nudges the captain up onto his feet and continues to keep him at the other end of her gun once the ladder is lowered. She swears she can see a grin on the man's face as he turns it away from her, but it could just be a trick of the light. Not that it matters, she thinks, because they've got him and his ship now, so whatever he thinks he has up his sleeve, it isn't going to work.
She follows close behind him, hopping up over the edge of the ship's walls second, and looks around. It's empty, which is good, but they're going to need some rope. She can't sit here and hold him like this forever...!]
"Rope's over there," [he tells her, and motions to a pile of wound-up rope on the other end, like he knows what's going on... or like this isn't his first time.
She ignores him for the most part, turning her attention to Zidane as she kicks him to the floor and starts to tie his hands behind his back, brushing off the comments he makes about having a woman doing this... ugh.]
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She follows close behind him, hopping up over the edge of the ship's walls second, and looks around. It's empty, which is good, but they're going to need some rope. She can't sit here and hold him like this forever...!]
"Rope's over there," [he tells her, and motions to a pile of wound-up rope on the other end, like he knows what's going on... or like this isn't his first time.
She ignores him for the most part, turning her attention to Zidane as she kicks him to the floor and starts to tie his hands behind his back, brushing off the comments he makes about having a woman doing this... ugh.]
The other ships are ready?