The soldiers walked round the bay, handcuffing people with little resistance. The meerkat grumbled as he held out his hands. He looked around his ship, admiring its construction. A few soldiers walked back to the crew quarters corridor, finding Max holding Tina. She had been crying non stop and her face was wrecked. The meerkat walked with the soldiers.
"Do what they say," he said to his crewmen. They obliged, though Tina could barely hear anything, she wasn't focusing. Max had to hold out her hands. The whole entourage walked back through the ship to the airlock, which opened up to the GA transport. They filed in to the dark, crampt, little steel furnished ship. It had a fat rear end which acted as a brig and most of the Admiration crew and passengers were funnelled into it, which activated energy barriers that closed behind them. The walls were flat and cameras with microphones surrounded them in their box. Next door to them, in sealed chambers, the Captain stood in his own cell, and the lynx was in one next to that.
Back aboard the flagship of the GA, the vulpine communications officer recieved a message from the transport.
"GA-D millenium calling GA Demolition. We have returning with high priority prisoners. Primary target is not aboard, repeat primary target is not aboard, suggest ship strip," said one of the helmsman of the little transport.
"Roger that Millenium," said the fox, "Come on back, we'll send a team over to the ship for a full work over."