*Orion Ship. Mila wakes up in a bunk in a room. There's a wash bowl, WC, bunk bed, and mat. The light is relatively dim. She gets up and examines her surroundings. She notices she's been redressed in a cropped tank top and trunks with loin cloth. Mila sighs in aggravation, looking at the ceiling.*
Mila *aggravated*: Seriously?
*Meanwhile, R.S.S. Columbia. Dani is in her Ready Room.*
Dani *worried*: What happened?
P-Sec Commander: Her combadge went into distress mode at 2342 hours yesterday.
Dani: Where?
P-Sec: Chellion. About 2 minutes from the Shooting Star club.
Dani: Chellion? What was she doing in Chellion?!
P-Sec: According to eyewitnesses? Partying.
Dani: In Chellion?
P-Sec: She was advised against it.
Our investigation suggests she was transported away, likely following a struggle. We're tracking all ships which have left the planet since her abduction, Captain.
Song walks into the lab taking a look at the display before setting down her padd and letting out a sigh.
Song: I swear if I have to tell them one more time to make sure they reroute the transmission through the secondary and primary relays.
Agent: yes ma’am I’ll remind them.
As he walks out she lets out a sigh.
Song: if I don’t get good help I’m going to kill every last one of them.
She returns to a large lab where a number of tubes holding a number of different aliens and humans are being kept in stasis as they are being genetically experimented on.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Orion Ship, One Hour Later. Mila is dragged by two thugs through a tight corridor and into a large open area - a converted cargo bay. The walls and floors are thinly-padded and the 'arena' itself is relatively well-lit. A female Orion slave is waiting near the middle. There's an upper catwalk running around the edge of the room used for spectators, with a section crossing the middle to a platform where an Orion matron is standing.*
Hera J'sani: Fellow Orions, and those of you watching over subspace, welcome back to The Pit! Tonight, we have a newcomer! A human from the Republic Naval Forces, who we expect to do well, Mila Allen! Not currently for sale.
*Mila scowls as she realises what's going on, the crowd cheering and jeering her.*
And welcoming her into The Pit tonight is my own sister, Naia J'sani! Some of you have called her a doormat, but most doormats don't have a 1:4 win rate. She's not to be underestimated, even against a Navvy.
Mila *disgust*: Oh, get on with it!
Hera J'Sani: So, place your bets if you haven't already! This fight's about to get started!
*Mila carefully approaches Naia. The Orion is wearing a similar outfit to her, but personalised with green side panels and tape wrapped around her palms and knuckles. She looks a little nervous, but still more than ready to fight.*
Mila *defiance*: I won't fight! My crew's going to be looking for me! You won't get away--!
*As Mila's shouting at the Matron, Naia spears her down and starts beating on her, Mila barely able to guard her face. After a moment, Naia grabs one of Mila's arms, slips one of her own through Mila's open guard, and presses it against Mila's collarbone.*
Naia *struggling*: You're wasting your time! If you don't fight...
*She taps the slave collar around Mila's neck.*
Mila *struggling*: I don't mind a little pain!
Naia *struggling*: Hera would shock us both! On the assumption that one of us would break and attack the other! I'm not going through that for your human conscience!
*She picks Mila up to her feet and hits her with a cross, Mila catching a followup uppercut to the gut, twisting them back to back and guillotining Naia's arm over her shoulder, Naia letting out a yelp of pain before the two turn to face each other, getting into stances as the crowd starts getting into the fight.*
Bridger is sitting as he takes another sip of his drink. He is keeping a close eye on the people coming in and out. He knows the dangers of being in a place like this. One wrong move or word could jeopardize his goal. He sets his drink down as he goes back to half watching a holo display.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Bridger is sitting as he takes another sip of his drink. He is keeping a close eye on the people coming in and out. He knows the dangers of being in a place like this. One wrong move or word could jeopardize his goal. He sets his drink down as he goes back to half watching a holo display.
Patron: Hey, Viati, put The Pit on, would ya?
Bartender: Keep it down, you moron! P-Sec's snooping around after that Naval Officer went missing!
Patron 2: Yeah, Lork and Chorik "missing".
Bartender: Shut up! You wanna bring P-Sec, or worse J'sani, down on us?
*A quiet patron next to Bridger is watching The Pit on his PADD.*
Bridger now his interest peaked quietly watch’s. Whispering to himself
Bridger: well this is interesting.
*The fight between Mila and Naia gets pretty fierce, the two locking up and beating on each other with punches to the sides, abdomen, face - basically any gap they can get a fist into. It's pretty obvious Mila can take the punches better than Naia, and after a few moments Naia starts trying to break free, Mila trying to keep her close and continue pounding her.*
It takes him a moment but he soon pulls up the image on his own padd as he takes a long look. Watching for something that may reveal a location so later he may be able to pass it on. He knows right joe it would be to risky to send anything but he also knows he can’t simply not try either. He gets pretty involved in watching it as he takes another long drink from the glass on his table.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
It takes him a moment but he soon pulls up the image on his own padd as he takes a long look. Watching for something that may reveal a location so later he may be able to pass it on. He knows right joe it would be to risky to send anything but he also knows he can’t simply not try either. He gets pretty involved in watching it as he takes another long drink from the glass on his table.
*Naia manages to break free and throws a straight kick to Mila's collarbone, knocking Mila back a pace. She follows up with a jumping back spin kick to the face, knocking Mila down. The crowd roars a little at the display of athleticism as Naia smirks down at Mila, who starts picking herself up.*
Naia: I thought you'd be tough?
Mila: You want me to break your bones?
Naia: Like you could.
*Naia throws a middle kick, Mila catching it and throwing a jab into Naia's face followed by a couple more and a palm strike to get some distance between them, Naia yelping as a cut opens across her nose. Mila can't help but smile as Naia gets taken down a notch.*
Bridger watch’s and is impressed by how Mika fights. He is frustrated by not being able to see anything that gives away its location but continues watching the fight with interest.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Bridger watch’s and is impressed by how Mika fights. He is frustrated by not being able to see anything that gives away its location but continues watching the fight with interest.
*Mila stays back as Naia picks herself up. After a moment, Naia rushes Mila and spears her down. Mila quickly pulls her into a close guard and rolls on top, slamming a heavy elbow strike into Naia's face, busting her cheek open and forcing Naia to release her. She then transitions into a rear naked choke with body scissors, starting to choke Naia out.*
Bridger: she is good I’ll say that. She has had some very good training.
He takes another drink as he continues watching his padd.
*After a few intense moments in the hold, Naia starts elbowing Mila in the side and thrashing to break out, succeeding as Mila releases her and scrambles to her feet, the two facing off as they get back into stances.*
Mila: So, you're J'sani's sister?
Naia: That so surprising?
Mila: I had my share of sibling rivalry, but I never thought of enslaving them.
Naia: That's because you're not Orion.
*The two clash, exchanging punches and kicks, Mila getting an early advantage before Naia sends a flying knee into her chin to ultimately come off better from the exchange.*
Mila: I have family who are. They'd never do anything like this.
Naia: If they aren't Syndicate, they're not Orion.
*Naia initiates another clash, this time Mila ducking back from a snap straight kick and throwing her own into Naia's gut, Naia crumbling to her knees from the blow. Mila hesitates as the crowd start chanting.*
Mila: You're done, sister... Give up.
Naia *pained*: I told you... I don't... do that...
*Mila looks up at J'sani, who is watching carefully. Once it's clear the fight won't be called until one of them is down, Mila exhales deeply, steeling herself for what she's about to do.*
Mila: Sorry...
*She kicks Naia onto her back and top mounts, throwing a series of heavy punches into Naia's face until she passes out about half a dozen blows in.
Fighting is one thing. Giving someone a beatdown is another. Mila feels sick with herself, as a pair of thugs come in to take her away, a med team coming to tend to Naia.*
J'sani: And we have our winner! Mila Allen wins by knockout! If any of you are feeling like you haven't seen enough of her yet, don't worry! She'll be in tomorrow's Pit with our other recent human acquisition! As for Naia, we'll be seeing her again in a rematch with Lia Vrix in a couple of days! But don't forget, there are still two more fights to come tonight in The Pit!
Patron 3: You want the comm frequency for this? Beats GSN any day.
Bridger: I would if you don’t mind. I don’t normally see a lot of things like this and I have to say my interest is peaked.
*The patron gives him the frequency and Bridger notices a pair of Orion males fetch drinks from the bar and sit in a dark corner, talking quietly while most patrons are watching the dance floor.*
Bridger: well I was told you have some connections with either sections 31 here or even ONI. Rumor had it that they are doing some interesting genetic experiments. That is what I was doing till I was chased here by authorities and am now looking to get back involved in my line of work.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Bridger: well I was told you have some connections with either sections 31 here or even ONI. Rumor had it that they are doing some interesting genetic experiments. That is what I was doing till I was chased here by authorities and am now looking to get back involved in my line of work.
*The first Orion looks at the second, then back at Bridger.*
Orion 1: We could set up a meeting. With an ONI contact.
*Orion Ship, the next evening. Mila is stretching in her room when a thug pokes his head through the door.*
Orion thug: You're up in ten minutes.
Mila: Who's my opponent?
Orion thug: You'll find out when you get out there.
Mila: Seriously? You want me to fight with ten minutes notice and with no clue who I'm facing?
Orion thug: Did you miss the part where you're a slave now? You do what we tell you, when we tell you, how we tell you, or...
*He taps his slave collar pointedly.*
Mila: Right... Zap.
Orion thug: And zap. And zap some more. You're not the first navy runt to be enslaved. Most of them stopped resisting after their first punishment session.
Mila: I know J'sani's reputation...
Orion thug: Then you'll be ready in 9 minutes.
*10 minutes later. Mila is escorted by a couple of thugs into The Pit. She's the first to arrive this time, J'sani waiting on the catwalk.*
J'Sani: As promised, Mila Allen returns to The Pit for her second fight! Her opponent, you've already seen once this week! Please give a warm welcome to the returning...
*Mila reaches the middle of The Pit as two thugs lead another human woman into the arena, wearing an identical outfit. She has shoulder-length blonde hair, a slim build, slightly taller than Mila. Both freeze after looking at each other for a moment, Mila's heart pounding with bewilderment, her eyes welling up.*
Johanna: I hope she's alright... *she sits in her quarters, squeezing a stress toy as her adrenaline levels fluctuate rapidly with her emotional state. There's a dent in the wall where she angrily punched it and she's got some bandages on a somewhat bloodied fist. She is sulking wishing she could do something to help Mila wherever she is*
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Bridger sighs as he reaches into his jacket and sets down another stack of credits.
Lork: Shootin Star. Usually there between 1800 and 0200.
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He gets up to leave and soon heads for the destination they said where he waits.
Mila *aggravated*: Seriously?
*Meanwhile, R.S.S. Columbia. Dani is in her Ready Room.*
Dani *worried*: What happened?
P-Sec Commander: Her combadge went into distress mode at 2342 hours yesterday.
Dani: Where?
P-Sec: Chellion. About 2 minutes from the Shooting Star club.
Dani: Chellion? What was she doing in Chellion?!
P-Sec: According to eyewitnesses? Partying.
Dani: In Chellion?
P-Sec: She was advised against it.
Our investigation suggests she was transported away, likely following a struggle. We're tracking all ships which have left the planet since her abduction, Captain.
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Song walks into the lab taking a look at the display before setting down her padd and letting out a sigh.
Song: I swear if I have to tell them one more time to make sure they reroute the transmission through the secondary and primary relays.
Agent: yes ma’am I’ll remind them.
As he walks out she lets out a sigh.
Song: if I don’t get good help I’m going to kill every last one of them.
She returns to a large lab where a number of tubes holding a number of different aliens and humans are being kept in stasis as they are being genetically experimented on.
Hera J'sani: Fellow Orions, and those of you watching over subspace, welcome back to The Pit! Tonight, we have a newcomer! A human from the Republic Naval Forces, who we expect to do well, Mila Allen! Not currently for sale.
*Mila scowls as she realises what's going on, the crowd cheering and jeering her.*
And welcoming her into The Pit tonight is my own sister, Naia J'sani! Some of you have called her a doormat, but most doormats don't have a 1:4 win rate. She's not to be underestimated, even against a Navvy.
Mila *disgust*: Oh, get on with it!
Hera J'Sani: So, place your bets if you haven't already! This fight's about to get started!
*Mila carefully approaches Naia. The Orion is wearing a similar outfit to her, but personalised with green side panels and tape wrapped around her palms and knuckles. She looks a little nervous, but still more than ready to fight.*
Mila *defiance*: I won't fight! My crew's going to be looking for me! You won't get away--!
*As Mila's shouting at the Matron, Naia spears her down and starts beating on her, Mila barely able to guard her face. After a moment, Naia grabs one of Mila's arms, slips one of her own through Mila's open guard, and presses it against Mila's collarbone.*
Naia *struggling*: You're wasting your time! If you don't fight...
*She taps the slave collar around Mila's neck.*
Mila *struggling*: I don't mind a little pain!
Naia *struggling*: Hera would shock us both! On the assumption that one of us would break and attack the other! I'm not going through that for your human conscience!
*She picks Mila up to her feet and hits her with a cross, Mila catching a followup uppercut to the gut, twisting them back to back and guillotining Naia's arm over her shoulder, Naia letting out a yelp of pain before the two turn to face each other, getting into stances as the crowd starts getting into the fight.*
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Patron: Hey, Viati, put The Pit on, would ya?
Bartender: Keep it down, you moron! P-Sec's snooping around after that Naval Officer went missing!
Patron 2: Yeah, Lork and Chorik "missing".
Bartender: Shut up! You wanna bring P-Sec, or worse J'sani, down on us?
*A quiet patron next to Bridger is watching The Pit on his PADD.*
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Bridger: well this is interesting.
Halsey is in the ruins looking over the symbols and remains that are there.
Halsey: they seem to be very well preserved for how old they are. Not to mention what this planet has been through.
Guilty tangent: indeed. Though I am having a hard time translating them. Even with my forerunner database.
Halsey: that simply means we have found a very old site. One that may even predate the preservers or forerunners.
She continues walking through the ruins taking holo images of everything.
*The fight between Mila and Naia gets pretty fierce, the two locking up and beating on each other with punches to the sides, abdomen, face - basically any gap they can get a fist into. It's pretty obvious Mila can take the punches better than Naia, and after a few moments Naia starts trying to break free, Mila trying to keep her close and continue pounding her.*
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*Naia manages to break free and throws a straight kick to Mila's collarbone, knocking Mila back a pace. She follows up with a jumping back spin kick to the face, knocking Mila down. The crowd roars a little at the display of athleticism as Naia smirks down at Mila, who starts picking herself up.*
Naia: I thought you'd be tough?
Mila: You want me to break your bones?
Naia: Like you could.
*Naia throws a middle kick, Mila catching it and throwing a jab into Naia's face followed by a couple more and a palm strike to get some distance between them, Naia yelping as a cut opens across her nose. Mila can't help but smile as Naia gets taken down a notch.*
Mila: I can.
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*Mila stays back as Naia picks herself up. After a moment, Naia rushes Mila and spears her down. Mila quickly pulls her into a close guard and rolls on top, slamming a heavy elbow strike into Naia's face, busting her cheek open and forcing Naia to release her. She then transitions into a rear naked choke with body scissors, starting to choke Naia out.*
Mila: Tap out!
Naia *struggling*: I... don't... do that!
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Bridger: she is good I’ll say that. She has had some very good training.
He takes another drink as he continues watching his padd.
*After a few intense moments in the hold, Naia starts elbowing Mila in the side and thrashing to break out, succeeding as Mila releases her and scrambles to her feet, the two facing off as they get back into stances.*
Mila: So, you're J'sani's sister?
Naia: That so surprising?
Mila: I had my share of sibling rivalry, but I never thought of enslaving them.
Naia: That's because you're not Orion.
*The two clash, exchanging punches and kicks, Mila getting an early advantage before Naia sends a flying knee into her chin to ultimately come off better from the exchange.*
Mila: I have family who are. They'd never do anything like this.
Naia: If they aren't Syndicate, they're not Orion.
*Naia initiates another clash, this time Mila ducking back from a snap straight kick and throwing her own into Naia's gut, Naia crumbling to her knees from the blow. Mila hesitates as the crowd start chanting.*
Mila: You're done, sister... Give up.
Naia *pained*: I told you... I don't... do that...
*Mila looks up at J'sani, who is watching carefully. Once it's clear the fight won't be called until one of them is down, Mila exhales deeply, steeling herself for what she's about to do.*
Mila: Sorry...
*She kicks Naia onto her back and top mounts, throwing a series of heavy punches into Naia's face until she passes out about half a dozen blows in.
Fighting is one thing. Giving someone a beatdown is another. Mila feels sick with herself, as a pair of thugs come in to take her away, a med team coming to tend to Naia.*
J'sani: And we have our winner! Mila Allen wins by knockout! If any of you are feeling like you haven't seen enough of her yet, don't worry! She'll be in tomorrow's Pit with our other recent human acquisition! As for Naia, we'll be seeing her again in a rematch with Lia Vrix in a couple of days! But don't forget, there are still two more fights to come tonight in The Pit!
Patron 3: You want the comm frequency for this? Beats GSN any day.
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*The patron gives him the frequency and Bridger notices a pair of Orion males fetch drinks from the bar and sit in a dark corner, talking quietly while most patrons are watching the dance floor.*
OOC: What did you think of the fight?
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Bridger bods in thanks as he takes his padd while getting up and walking over to the two Orion’s.
Bridger: well you look like the type of people I need to talk to here.
Orion 1: Depends what you've got to say?
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Orion 1: Depends what shady people.
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*The first Orion looks at the second, then back at Bridger.*
Orion 1: We could set up a meeting. With an ONI contact.
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Orion 1: No charge.
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Orion 1: Find us again tomorrow night.
*Orion Ship, the next evening. Mila is stretching in her room when a thug pokes his head through the door.*
Orion thug: You're up in ten minutes.
Mila: Who's my opponent?
Orion thug: You'll find out when you get out there.
Mila: Seriously? You want me to fight with ten minutes notice and with no clue who I'm facing?
Orion thug: Did you miss the part where you're a slave now? You do what we tell you, when we tell you, how we tell you, or...
*He taps his slave collar pointedly.*
Mila: Right... Zap.
Orion thug: And zap. And zap some more. You're not the first navy runt to be enslaved. Most of them stopped resisting after their first punishment session.
Mila: I know J'sani's reputation...
Orion thug: Then you'll be ready in 9 minutes.
*10 minutes later. Mila is escorted by a couple of thugs into The Pit. She's the first to arrive this time, J'sani waiting on the catwalk.*
J'Sani: As promised, Mila Allen returns to The Pit for her second fight! Her opponent, you've already seen once this week! Please give a warm welcome to the returning...
*Mila reaches the middle of The Pit as two thugs lead another human woman into the arena, wearing an identical outfit. She has shoulder-length blonde hair, a slim build, slightly taller than Mila. Both freeze after looking at each other for a moment, Mila's heart pounding with bewilderment, her eyes welling up.*
Mila *confused, overwhelmed*: Cassi...?
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