November 12th, 2880 AD
Area 3, State Funded Britannian Prison
19:42 PM
Just over twelve hour had passed since the capture of Dahlia Lycoris, the Reclaimer. The capture conducted by Mauve team was one for the history books as the first instance of a Reclaimer being captured alive instead of taking the coward's route out as it was commonly called. Afterwards the Britannian legal system was swift to move, within two hours the woman had been dragged into a courtroom not far from the city of Panama, still recovering from the battle. It was a hopeless legal battle of course, not that there needed to be much rigging when there was footage of the Gran Cher fighting Britannian Forces as well as ample witness statements, thus did charges of Eco-Terrorism as well as regular Terrorism go through.
The girl was sentenced to be sent to Arzenal 'eventually' and her Gran Cher was to be relocated, far away from her. He still remembered her reaction, the scream she let out in return. What a sight from the otherwise completely still girl. That there was some fire in that heart still, raging against the tide. Of course there were different ideas for how to handle this little situation, of course Arzenal was the commonly agreed upon method and for a prisoner this high profile Britannia needed to show it was holding that part of the deal. That didn't mean however they couldn't use a different method to deal with the prisoner.
Which brought the man to this corridor, the uniform of one of the Knights of the Round adorning halls they would never normally allow to taint their nobility. The pure, white contrasting with the tainted prison walls but. This section of the prison had been cleaned beyond the norm for that reason, and that was not because its one resident was important but because they were receiving an important guest. That and it was feared that improper sterilization could infect one with Orphan's stink among security. That was one of the reasons that the guards were only stationed on three hour cycles and a mental evaluation was done before and after. Why the woman was bolted to a chair, well that was for the safety of the guest of course.
His ash grey hair came into her vision calmly, closing the door behind as locks engaged.
"Good evening miss, it is not often we get visitors from Orphan here that deign to stay." He walked forwards, taking a seat on a chair much more luxurious than the restraints that kept the woman in place.
"I was hoping we could have ourselves a chat, I would really like to find out more about your home."
Area 3, State Funded Britannian Prison
19:42 PM
Just over twelve hour had passed since the capture of Dahlia Lycoris, the Reclaimer. The capture conducted by Mauve team was one for the history books as the first instance of a Reclaimer being captured alive instead of taking the coward's route out as it was commonly called. Afterwards the Britannian legal system was swift to move, within two hours the woman had been dragged into a courtroom not far from the city of Panama, still recovering from the battle. It was a hopeless legal battle of course, not that there needed to be much rigging when there was footage of the Gran Cher fighting Britannian Forces as well as ample witness statements, thus did charges of Eco-Terrorism as well as regular Terrorism go through.
The girl was sentenced to be sent to Arzenal 'eventually' and her Gran Cher was to be relocated, far away from her. He still remembered her reaction, the scream she let out in return. What a sight from the otherwise completely still girl. That there was some fire in that heart still, raging against the tide. Of course there were different ideas for how to handle this little situation, of course Arzenal was the commonly agreed upon method and for a prisoner this high profile Britannia needed to show it was holding that part of the deal. That didn't mean however they couldn't use a different method to deal with the prisoner.
Which brought the man to this corridor, the uniform of one of the Knights of the Round adorning halls they would never normally allow to taint their nobility. The pure, white contrasting with the tainted prison walls but. This section of the prison had been cleaned beyond the norm for that reason, and that was not because its one resident was important but because they were receiving an important guest. That and it was feared that improper sterilization could infect one with Orphan's stink among security. That was one of the reasons that the guards were only stationed on three hour cycles and a mental evaluation was done before and after. Why the woman was bolted to a chair, well that was for the safety of the guest of course.
His ash grey hair came into her vision calmly, closing the door behind as locks engaged.
"Good evening miss, it is not often we get visitors from Orphan here that deign to stay." He walked forwards, taking a seat on a chair much more luxurious than the restraints that kept the woman in place.
"I was hoping we could have ourselves a chat, I would really like to find out more about your home."