Syal wipes her eyes again quickly while her squadron leader isn't looking, then follows him into the interrogation room. Her helmet's in her locker and her blaster is in the possession of the senior officer who'd been in the hangar; the one who'd taken one look at her and sent her to the 'fresher before sending for her CO
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Lead is cynical. Cynicism has helped him survive all these years -- it's not helpful to believe everything those crazy Ensigns come up with. He'd have gone crazy years ago. And this Lysa Dunter had always been one to watch -- apparently for good reason.
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Lead scowls and finally sits, tugging his chair closer to the table. "You achieved an officer's rank on a falsified name. We're deep into court-martial territory here."
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"Your original name?
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"Corellian. Antilles. You aren't by chance --"
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"He's my father."
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"And Iella Antilles your mother."
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"I'm surprised you know that name."
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"So the mechanic tries to persuade you to perform unspecified actions for the Corellian government."
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"So you've just gotten your family killed. You refused; that agent's superiors will now begin the purge. Good going."
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"I hope not."
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"I'm no good at that sort of thing. Don't you think I know what I'm capable of? My mother was in Intelligence," and she glances at the woman again. "My sister got those genes, I guess.
"I wouldn't be able to pull it off, and in the meantime," she continues, her voice rising a little, "that man would have been free on this ship, maybe sabotaging the starfighters of my friends. No, that's not smarter."
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