All but the Centurions turned their heads the moment they heard the doors open. The sharp click of her heels on the decking had everyones full attention before she even came into view. Followed closely by two of her High Guard, she moved to the center of the room; surveying the captive crew members as she passed. "You are aware that by attacking this vessel," The Captain began, when she raised a hand and stared back at him. "That I have committed an act of war, Captain?" She concluded for him in a question. She studied those before her intently for a moment. "I am not concerned with your ideology of political bantering. This is a declaration of war, Captain." She stepped forward closer to him, her eyes glared into his. "Consider any further words you utter carefully for they will determine what condition I leave this vessel in when I depart." Her eyes focused and looked beyond him, a faint smile lifted the corners of her mouth. "Well well." She effortlessly brushed him aside with a sweep of her arm. "What have we here?"