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This seems familiar...
Kara sighs as the marines came over to escort them to the brig.
"Easy, I'm coming," she says, glaring at them. She spots some others approaching the bags.
"That's mine," she calls, thinking longingly of all the ambrosia in there.
They're put in the same section of the brig, but different cells. Better than nothing, she supposes.
They're left with some guards, the Admiral disappears, probably to talk to the President and come up with a plan.
She sighs and leans against the bars separating her and Lee. "Well, this is kinda what we were expecting," she says.
"Easy, I'm coming," she says, glaring at them. She spots some others approaching the bags.
"That's mine," she calls, thinking longingly of all the ambrosia in there.
They're put in the same section of the brig, but different cells. Better than nothing, she supposes.
They're left with some guards, the Admiral disappears, probably to talk to the President and come up with a plan.
She sighs and leans against the bars separating her and Lee. "Well, this is kinda what we were expecting," she says.