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Post Thu Sep 06, 2012 9:29 am

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"Alright, we can't simply knock on the door and ask them to give us the package, so here is the plan."



"We will land five clicks from the outer perimeter, stealth mode engaged to avoid detection. Once we set down I will access the maintenance tunnels through the sewers, and make my way to the wall, planting explosives under the main gate."

"Samson will be waiting for my cue, then enter the courtyard to distract the guards. As he does this, I will slip into the facility from the maintenance access tunnels, while Nicholas will slip in through the main entry."

"Once Nicholas is in, he will take out any remaining guards before they can sound the alarm. After that, he will capture the security center, and disable all general counter measures and locks."

"With the prisoners loose, I will slip into the max security cell block and free the package. When the package is free, I will meet up with Dante at the maintenance entrance. Samson will fall back while Elux brings the ship around for covering fire and extraction. Sounds simple enough?"
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Post Fri Sep 14, 2012 6:34 am

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Post Fri Sep 14, 2012 1:49 pm

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This is where I have come to die. No, this was where I was brought to die. There are no windows in the cell- there is no view. Perpetual solidarity often drove prisoners mad within a week, yet I have persevered for nearly five years. Unlike others, I am never ever alone.

Yet I am always alone.

I sit against the wall directly across from the door- the cool concrete does little to soothe the ache in my back caused from countless nights of uncomfortable sleep. Sleep. Could it really be called that. The fading in and out of consciousness, between nightmares and real life. It was hard to tell the difference between what was real and what was a figment of my imagination.

But I am real. And so are you. And together, we will escape this hole...together we will make the galaxy remember the fear they felt. No one will be safe.

The pain in my right shoulder was constant, yet whenever that voice spoke it would spike. It reminded me of who I am. Of what I am. I slide shivering fingers over the withering flesh, then over the cold metallic socket and void. Once I had an arm here, but that part of me was lost long ago. It was replaced with technology, top of the line cutting edge weaponry. But they took that arm too. They took it when they through me in here. They claimed that it was what made me so dangerous. That and my armor.

I feel so naked...

How far have I fallen since the first day I was incarcerated? Was I worse, or better? At least none could be harmed by my actions. None had to fear me.


And they will all return to their routines of apathy and indifference...all meek sheep walking to the slaughter.

My slaughter...


The screech of a sliding metal plate once caused me to grit my teeth in pain, but now it made my stomach growl in anticipation. Feeding time. I watched hungrily as a plate of gruel is tossed unceremoniously on the floor in front of my door before the puddle of light was choked into non-existence as the food door slid shut.

Click.

Locked in. Trapped. Doomed.

Grief. Remorse. Fear.

Hatred. Anger. Rage.

Hunger.

Hunger not for gruel, but for blood. For revenge. The sort of hunger that ebbed away at all that made us more than animals. It made us nothing better than beasts. Savages.

I am a wolf in a world of sheep.


In the past, I used to try to bite the hand that feeds me. I would wait for the door to slide open, then grab the arm of an unfortunate guard, breaking it with the hopes that the guard was weak enough to open the door. But they never were. Instead, they started sending droids with my food, leaving my hunger unsated.

But not for long...Oh no...we will be free one day...One day soon. Free to take flight. Free to be the harbinger of death. Free to be what they know us as. Raven.

But that day was not today, and I am still but a mortal man, so I crawled towards the tin plate of gruel, pulling it eagerly to my lips to consume the flavorless paste of nutrients and proteins. It was all that kept me alive...

For now.
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Post Thu Sep 20, 2012 6:48 am

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Post Thu Oct 11, 2012 12:38 pm

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Post Wed Jan 16, 2013 4:32 pm

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Post Wed Jan 16, 2013 5:25 pm

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"The thought did cross my mind." "Is soap not good enough for you people? Do you have any idea how wrong you smell drowning in all that perfume? Gods, it's like walking into a strobe light and mirror exhibit for your nose. And then having it explode."

"Frak!" "Come on. We need to get you out of that dress and wash the stink off. You've got 'target' painted all over you until we do."
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Post Wed Jan 16, 2013 8:40 pm

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Lishra didn├óÔé¼Ôäót need to be told twice.

He was letting her tag along!! Relieved, she quickly clipped towards Lex, suddenly a little self-conscious about her attire. She reached around and lifted a handful of her long brown locks to her nose, face scrunched.
├óÔé¼┼ôI do not stink,├óÔé¼┬Ø she mumbled as she caught up with him, trying to readjust the remains of her gown to cover her further. The leering stares of many followed. She perked up momentarily when she heard ├óÔé¼╦£wash├óÔé¼Ôäó; never in her life had she been so dirty and unkempt. But she wondered what ├óÔé¼╦£washing├óÔé¼Ôäó entailed down here in the Underworld.

She was the slightest bit reluctant to let her dress go, despite its already tattered appearance. Apparently, it was still appealing, because a few of the beggars reached out to grasp at the trailing hem. Lishra dodged most of them, slapping and hissing at grabbing hands. She felt horrible for them, but unless she wanted to walk the streets in her undergarments (which she didn├óÔé¼Ôäót), she needed her clothing. Glancing at Lex, she tried to exude the same unapproachable tenseness as the rest of the crowd, but only attracted more attention, so she quit trying to blend in altogether.
├óÔé¼┼ô...I feel like a crippled Ewok in a nexu den,├óÔé¼┬Ø she whispered at him.
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Post Wed Jan 16, 2013 9:18 pm

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"Well good, because that's pretty much what you are." "Like I said, everything's more honest down here. This way."



"The guy you're about to meet is called Lurn. He owns this place and about three others nearby, and he's probably the one thing in the undercity that doesn't hold to the "more honest about it" rule. Whatever your instincts say, do not run. And don't ever stare. He hates it when people stare. In fact, staring is worse than running." "Ahhh, Leksssss. What bringssss you to my humble esssstablishment?"
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Post Wed Jan 16, 2013 10:35 pm

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Lurn? Don├óÔé¼Ôäót run or stare? Lishra had about four seconds to prepare herself for whatever would come out of the hallway, and as Lurn emerged, she realized four seconds was definitely not enough time.

It was a snake. Lurn was a snake, and not the kind that hid under rocks in the garden. This├óÔé¼┬ªperson was something right out of a nightmare.

She wasn├óÔé¼Ôäót too scared, which surprised her. Maybe her senses were so overloaded that nothing could faze her at the moment. But it was extremely unexpected, and she had to quash the urge to take a few steps back, just like Lex had mentioned. There was a scent, too. Like old vegetation. Lishra tried not to stare. She tried very hard. But she├óÔé¼Ôäód never seen..whatever species this was, and despite his very unsettling appearance, she once again found herself curious. So she lowered her eyes and studied the bell on Lurn├óÔé¼Ôäós desk, Lex├óÔé¼Ôäós shoes, his arms, the flat, lean muscle under his shirt├óÔé¼┬ª

Lishra cleared her throat, maybe a little too loudly, and looked away.
├óÔé¼┼ôI bring him,├óÔé¼┬Ø she blurted out at Lurn├óÔé¼Ôäós querry before Lex could answer, partially to distract herself from her previous distraction. She swallowed, wanting to take her words back, as Lurn was now looking at her. His cold reptilian face was unpleasant, but Lishra leveled her gaze all the same, trying to portray a sense of toughness. She hoped he didn├óÔé¼Ôäót think she was staring. She cast a sideways glance at Lex, wondering how much to say, wondering WHAT to say. ├óÔé¼┼ôHe├óÔé¼┬ªgot me out of a difficult situation, and, well,├óÔé¼┬Ø she gestured to her current tattered appearance. ├óÔé¼┼ôI can├óÔé¼Ôäót walk the streets like this. I need to clean up, so we├óÔé¼Ôäóre looking for a place to├óÔé¼┬ª├óÔé¼┬Ø Lishra lifted one eyebrow at the Umbaran. ├óÔé¼┼ô├óÔé¼┬ªrest. For a while.├óÔé¼┬Ø

Inside her mind, she facepalmed herself for speaking up at all.
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Post Wed Jan 16, 2013 10:59 pm

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"Issss that ssso?" "Sshe ssstinkss of the sssurface." "Tell me about it." "That's actually why we're here. She needs to get that stench washed off her if she's going to last the night." "Yesss. That would be mossst prudent. I believe room ssseven oh three isss vacant. Assssuming of courssse, that you posssessss the meansss to pay?" "Yesss, thissss will do. Sssign the regissster and take the key from the ssstand behind you." "Come on. The room's up five more levels and you're not smelling any prettier standing down here."
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Post Thu Jan 17, 2013 12:08 am

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├óÔé¼┼ôThank you, Lurn,├óÔé¼┬Ø Lishra added. Just because I├óÔé¼Ôäóm in the Underworld doesn├óÔé¼Ôäót mean I should forget my manners, she thought. And so, the young woman sniffed primly at Lex├óÔé¼Ôäós outstretched hand, swiped the card from his other, turned up her nose, and marched past him into the hallway. She was careful to shake her freshly floral, topsider-smelling hair in his face as she brushed by him.

They found the stairwell, which looked just as safe as the rest of the Underworld. Whatever muscle Lishra├óÔé¼Ôäós lithe form possessed was already aching from the days events, and while five floors doesn├óÔé¼Ôäót sound like a climb, it wasn├óÔé¼Ôäót a breeze for the pampered human female. Lex disappeared into the hallways above her. She found him leaning lazily against the door to room 703, looking bored and more than a little annoyed. She bet he was regretting allowing her to tag along, and something about that made her smile inwardly. Lishra paused in front of him and looked at him expectantly. When it was clear he wasn├óÔé¼Ôäót moving, she scoffed, leaned around him and unlocked the door, hoping he├óÔé¼Ôäód fall flat on his back, but the Umbaran melted into the dark room in front of her.
Of course, she thought.

There was a lightswitch on the wall next to the door. Lishra flipped it on.

This was no room. It was a closet. Well, by her standards anyway. Standards which she wanted to forget about, she reminded herself. So, she took a deep breath and blinked, trying to look at the scene before her like a regular Underworlder would.
Greys and greens colored the room, the scent of cheap, dry wine, mildew and smoke drifted over her. A dim light ran the middle of the ceiling, giving the area an odd, milky glow. The essentials were there, barely. One double bed, a small, beat up table, a chair that looked like it had been sat on (and spilled on) by everyone and their aunt. There was one window, and one of the walls looked crumbly. An ancient music player leaned in one corner, and in the other, a short white (or what had once been white, she figured) curtain divided an open space from the rest of the room. Dreading it, she strode across the old carpeting and pulled the curtain aside to reveal├óÔé¼┬ªthe refresher. A toilet, a sink, and a showerhead, positioned over a small drain in a tiled spot on the floor. Another light lit the mirror above the grungy sink. Lishra stared. The top of the curtain came up to her shoulders, and the bottom just brushed her knees.

She swung around, mild alarm on her face.
├óÔé¼┼ôWell!├óÔé¼┬Ø she quipped, ├óÔé¼┼ôit├óÔé¼Ôäós-├óÔé¼┬ªit├óÔé¼Ôäós very├óÔé¼┬ªvery├óÔé¼┬ª.├óÔé¼┬Ø Lishra waved her hands helplessly, looking for the right word. After a moment, she gave up and scanned the room again. ├óÔé¼┼ôThere├óÔé¼Ôäós only one bed,├óÔé¼┬Ø she said, crossing her arms. "And the lock on the door is a little weak, we'll be murdered."
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Post Thu Jan 17, 2013 12:40 am

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"We'll be murdered!" "They'll slit our throats in our sleep for sure!" "What? Worried you might actually die down here? "Relax. I've slept in worse places and I'm still here." "And as far as only having one bed, feel free to take the floor." "Well are you gonna wash that stink off or not?"
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Post Thu Jan 17, 2013 2:46 pm

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He was infuriating.

Lishra half considered not showering, just to make his Underworldly nose suffer, but Lex had been right about her being something of a target unless she changed her appearance, and that meant not smelling like a princess.
├óÔé¼┼ôFine,├óÔé¼┬Ø she snapped, sitting on the edge of the bed to remove her heels. She tossed them in a corner and gave him a steely look. ├óÔé¼┼ôOne unscented, glitter free topsider, coming right up.├óÔé¼┬Ø

She padded across the closet-..err, hotel room, trying not to think about where the shower water came from. I hope there├óÔé¼Ôäós soap, she thought. Lishra peered behind the curtain. There wasn├óÔé¼Ôäót. Well, no use in dragging this out. Gotta jump in with two feet or I├óÔé¼Ôäóll chicken out. She stepped behind the curtain and jerked it closed, coughing at the puff of disturbed dust that issued from the folds, and set about disentangling herself from her gown. Her maid servant had helped her put it on, and Lishra twisted her arms every which way, but she could not reach the tightened laces in the back. This annoyed her. Because short of ripping or cutting herself out of the dress, which was mostly in tact above the hips, there was only one way to remove it from her person.

Someone else had to remove it for her.

Lishra swore, quite viciously for a well-to-do young lady. She clenched her jaw in irritated disbelief and ripped the curtain aside, making a silent oath never to never again wear anything that required help to put on or take off. Pulling her hair over one shoulder, she strode over to Lex and turned her back to his seated form.
├óÔé¼┼ôUnlace me,├óÔé¼┬Ø she said flatly over her shoulder. ├óÔé¼┼ôOr cut me out of it, I don├óÔé¼Ôäót care, it├óÔé¼Ôäós going in the garbage either way.├óÔé¼┬Ø
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Post Thu Jan 17, 2013 3:22 pm

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"Sure thing, but just out of curiosity, is there something wrong with that little pocketknife you dropped down the front?" "You're going to need new clothes now. Any ideas?"

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Post Thu Jan 17, 2013 4:19 pm

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Lishra turned towards Lex, holding her gown up by the front. So preoccupied by everything else, she hadn├óÔé¼Ôäót thought of clothes until now. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat, no Saxx 4th Avenue here?├óÔé¼┬Ø she remarked. Trying to think like an Underworlder, she moistened her lips and frowned, watching him curiously. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell, what do you do down here when you need something? Where├óÔé¼Ôäód you get your outfit? I mean, can├óÔé¼Ôäót we just├óÔé¼┬ªsteal something, or├óÔé¼┬ª├óÔé¼┬Ø she shrugged.

Lishra turned and flounced back towards the shower.
├óÔé¼┼ôI guess you├óÔé¼Ôäóll have to figure it out, Lex. I'm new here, remember?├óÔé¼┬Ø the brunette called over her shoulder as she dropped the front of the gown. It clung to her hips, and she wiggled it down over her flesh and let it slide to the floor. It sat by her feet, a pile of ragged silk and broken ties. She pulled the curtain aside and stepped in, closing it behind her. ├óÔé¼┼ôUnless you want me walking the Underworld in these,├óÔé¼┬Ø she said, flipping her lacy blue underwear over the curtain. It landed on the bed next to his jacket. Lishra peered over the top of the curtain, batting her eyelashes in exaggerated primness. ├óÔé¼┼ôYou├óÔé¼Ôäóve got fifteen minutes,├óÔé¼┬Ø she chirped, and she turned on the water.

It was barely lukewarm, and it smelled like hot metal for the first two minutes, but Lishra stood under the weak spout of water and closed her eyes as the ├óÔé¼╦£topsider├óÔé¼Ôäó was drawn from her body and washed down the drain beneath her feet.
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Post Thu Jan 17, 2013 4:53 pm

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"I thought you didn't want a manservant?"

"Frak!" "Should be something there that'll fit."
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