CC-657 Unchained (Dread guard, ask to join)

[Oddball]

CC-657 Unchained

Blood splatter hit the stone walls of a deep pit, bellow was a female clone commando soaked in head to toe in blood and other various bodily fluids. Around her lay the dead bodies of various alien creatures. As she gasped and panted a few claps could be heard from above her head. Standing atop her in a clean well made tailored white suit was a man with blonde hair blue eyes and drink in his hand. "Well done, I do say you have bested my slaves. It was a down right steal to purchase someone as yourself." the man had a thick southern accent as waved his hands tossing down some money at the Dread sister bellow. "Go buy yourself something nice, and get nice and prettied up for me. I expect you to be ready for me tonight." the man clicked his tongue and pointed at her as he walked back into the shadows away from the pit. Spitting blood onto the ground the woman sneered before she was escorted away from the area by two large gamorian guards. She would be in for another long night of unwanted advances and death, no soldier should have to suffer the fate casted to her. Now you are asking how did we get here? A very good question, now we would find out.

48 Hours later, Rhoda, Yusk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&persist_app=1&v=IAooXLAPoBQ

"Moist, such a dirty word I swear. I mean just say it. Moist, moist, moooooist." the clone known as Oddball's voice went off over the comms of the troopers bellow on the ground. As always he was the operator and the eyes in the sky for the commandos on the ground. "Oh um! You guys didn't hear that did you? Well either way lets get on to business." readying his brief to the commandos on the ground dressed in casual civilian clothing so they would blend oddball began his briefing to them. "Welcome Yusk! The biggest agricultural city on Rhoda! Now this place is cultivated and harvested mostly by slaves purchased from across the galaxy. Two of the biggest slave traders are located here in this city. Recently we've had word that the one of the families running the slave show had come into contact and purchased one of our sisters on the slave trade. You guys remember zero five? The squad that was MIA when we attacked that space station on the gas giant of a world? Well turns out most of the squad is KIA and one of them was captured and sold on the slave market. Now it's only hearsay right now but rumors have it that a dread sister has been fighting in one of the families little underground fight club for slaves. Even if it's just hearsay we need to check it out and secure our sister. We need to bring her home." as oddball flipped through the network of files bringing one up on a certain individual.

"Now the guy who is said to of purchased her is called Cullen Sweet, real suave businessman with a taste for violence and rape. He's been charged on five separate occasions for the mistreating of slaves, attempted rape and slew of other charges. The guys a creep and each time he gets off due to his connection to the courts and the smash legal team. The courts can't touch him, but we can." as he said that oddball removed his helmet and sighed looking to get this over with. "So your objective is to go to Cullen as business men and attempt to purchase our woman back if she's there, now we can't have you all looking like our sister so state of the art latex masks have been provided to you all. Chance your appearance the best you can and try to handle this without violence. If things get ugly then We have Three Four on standby to extract you and CC-657 if need be. If you need anything then ask me and I will get it to you. For now touch down on the ground and see if you can arrange a meeting with the sweet family. Oddball out." as the team of clones touched down on the surface of the planet a few speeders waited for them in the "spaceport" of this city. Which was really just a patch of dirt that ships landed on. Fields and small buildings surrounded the area as they would have to trek to get to the Cullen house. "Oh and one last thing, weapons are limited to pistols and small sub machine guns. Good luck and bring Six Five Seven home."

 

[Una Gal]

Una stood on the ground with her vod, her head craned up as she listened to the briefing. A sister trapped? A small smile curled over her lips as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Recently, briefing had excited her more then the actual missions did. The build up to it all was so intense. She turned her head to the other clones surrounding her. They really did suit civilian attire, if she did say so herself. She was clad in a light blue tunic with black pants and brown leather boots. Overall the briefing lasted less then five minutes and there were some parts Una didn't agree with. She would have much rather gone in guns blazing but that would do nobody any good.

And a latex mask? She huffed heavily. Pistols and small machine guns. She let out another huff. This had the potential to be a something bigger, but as always things had to be handled with care and delicacy. Regardless, Una was happy. @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] stood a little to her right and she had recently become very attached to the slightly insane prototype clone. A chance to beat up a rapist slaver with someone who she actually enjoyed spending time with. Despite all the little bumps, this was going to be good.

@[member="CC-953 Oddball"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

This is probably going to beone of my first missions where I'm going have to not mess up anything. Even if it is a littles one. The bastard is going to pay for enslaving on of their own. Why the sister dosent kill the man if she has the chance. Well its time to find. When Oddball gave the briefing to all clones Canal was kind of tensed up cause one of their own is chained by some fetching idiot. He was all dressed up nice and looked very handsome. He was wearing a suit and tie, with a waistcoat, black pants, and black shoes for business men. But the thing that Canal hated the most is that this was going to be diplomatic. Screw diplomacy, just pull out your guns and kill the moron. Then a latex mask. He didn't like it but it made him more like a gangster. Then there was the part he didn't like. No boom boom, just pistols and sub machine guns. Well the mission comes first than your complaints. He stood by Una and Oryuken. He waited for orders so they could begin the mission.

@[member="CC-114 Una"] @[member="CC-953 Oddball"]

 

[Not Ordo]

@[member="CC-953 Oddball"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

'The heck are they even talking about?' Oryuken thought as they heard the breifing. 'And why did I not get to wear beskar'gam?'

He watched as Una huffed. She wasn't liking what was being said. Maybe he should kill the person speaking. That should make her happy. 'Yup good thinking 128P! Kill it.'

He reached for his hip and felt nothing. He looked down to see blue jeans and a black T-shirt.

'Whoa whoa whoa!' He thought as he looked at Una with a confused expression. Who had dressed him!

"I was gonna shoot the speaker but my blaster is gone." He said as he began scratching his head.

He put his hands in his pockets then and turned in a circle. That was weird?!

"Do we get to go now, Un'ika?" He said finally forgetting why he wanted his blaster.

She looked nice again and Canal was a good brother to be with. He liked it here.

 

[Oddball]

"We need you guys to get in close, set up a buy for some slaves. Big numbers, he will more than likely invite you to one of his underground slave fights. Apparently 657 is his prized jewel, if theres a fight she will be there." As oddball's voice echoed through their comm units he sighed then hoped that his sister was ok, even if he had never met her he still had a soft spot for these types of things. "Take the speeder, and move to Sweets house. Be careful not to get caught, he has his own small army and he's not afraid to use it." As the two speeders remained up front with them waiting to be boarded and sent to the Sweet manner the clones could look around and see the farmland surrounding then. Slaves tending the crops as armed guards stood above on hover carts aiming down at the slaves occasionally taking pop shots at them to keep them on thief toes. "Oh and pick good cover indentities! We don't need you guys being a bunch of ransoms. There's a case of a million credits in the speeder you will need them. Oddball out."

SWEET MANNER

Cullen sat in his chair screening a batch of new slaves for his fights in the upcoming week, he needed new fighters to entertain his rich guests. Chuckling he looked at the group of beaten men and women in front of him. "I asked for fighters! Not broken pieces of Bantha crap!!" Grabbing his cane the young man stood up and walked over to one of the slaves before him. A human male who looked to be beaten severely. Taking his cane he jabbed him in the gut and sighed. As the man dropped to his knees and gasped Cullen punched him across the face letting him drop to the ground completely. "Feed him to the Nexus!! Send the rest to the fields!" walking over to the end of the line he spotted a female twe'lik and smiled "Except her, send her to my quarters with daisy. I want to have a bit of fun." smiling more he laughed as walking towards the door to disappear into the light. @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"] @[member="CC-114 Una"]

 

[Una Gal]

Una grinned a little and laced her fingers through @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"]. "Don't worry about it cyar'ika. Come with me." She tugged gently toward one of the two speeders, setting off at a slow pace. As she walked she craned her head to @[member="CC-117 Canal"]. "We'll take this one." She motioned to one of the speeders with her finger.

Una stopped mid-track. Cursing under her breath and grumbling something to herself she turned both herself and Oryuken around. "Forgot the damn pistols-..." The sentence cut off as her voice once again dipped into an inaudible tone. She stopped at a table, fumbling around for a second before releasing his hand. She picked up a latex mask and a pistol, sliding the latter into her waistband. Una span on her heel, holding the latex mask up to her face. Her nose wrinkled, causing the flexible material to mould to her face. "What do you think?" She didn't give him enough time to answer, pressing it firmly onto her skin and covering the lines with thick, wavy black hair. She made her way back to the speeder, calling out to the two as she began to set herself up on the vehicle. "What's the cover plan boys?"

@[member="CC-953 Oddball"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

Canal grabbed two pistols and put them in his holsters that were hidden from his wasitcoat. He grabbed a latex mask and out it on and looked at Una. "I think you look horrible in that mask. Just like me," Canal said when Una asked her how she looked like. He went to his personal speeder that he would take since Una and Oryuken are going together. "Alright, well first things first. My fake name will be Daryl Dixon. So no one takes it. As for the plan we simply go in and talk. But that'll be you two. I'll ask if I can see his slaves that he owns and from that point I'll free our sister without paying the idiot. Then when she's safe we kill the freak and his men and free the slaves. Hows that for a plan?" He got on his speeder and waited for his siblings.

@[member="CC-114 Una"] @[member="CC-953 Oddball"] @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"]

 

[Not Ordo]

@[member="CC-953 Oddball"] @[member="CC-114 Una"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

Oryuken calmed down as Una took his arm. He was a good combatant but when the combat switch was off he seemed more like a docile hoise pet that prefered to be led about. He look down at her and couldn't stop a smile, not that he would want to.

When she stopped and curse he balled a fist and started looking for what had made her mad. He only calmed a little when she said she forgot the pistols. He turned back with her and went to the staging area for the mission gear. As she picked up a pistol he grabbed one as well and stuffed it in the back of his waist band. He looked up intime to hold a mask in his hand and see Una put hers on.

"I don't think this is my favorite mission." He said, "how do you put on this thing?"

 

[Una Gal]

"We're the distraction, sounds like a plan." Una turned her head back to Oryuken and grinned to herself somewhat. He was so clueless sometimes, it was rather adorable. "Come here cyar'ika, I'll do it for you." Una walked back over to the table, peeling the mask away from his fingers. She paused for a moment, silence surrounding them as she pushed the latex onto his face. "It sucks I know, but the sooner we can get it done the sooner we get to take them off and go for a drink." She finished masking him up and took a step back, nodding her head. "Looks good, lets go."

She laced her fingers through his once again and began to walk back to the speeder. She decided she'd take the front seat of course. Una loved fast rides on speeders. She sat herself down, picking up a case at her feet. Una offered it out at arms length to Oryuken. "We'll be...Rhaena and Dorian Fraller. Hold the case, don't let it go." She started up the speeder, sitting and waiting patiently for Oryuken to be ready. "Canal, I'm taking your signal as gun fire. Don't be a di'kut and feth it up ok?" She lent forward, brushing off some imaginary dust from the handle of the speeder. She was ready.

@[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

 

[Oddball]

"Woah negative, negative, the man owns a legit business and we can't kill him unless fired upon first. This is a sensitive subject and on Rhoda slavery is legal. Now if you see he is abusing his slaves then you have a right to arrest him. Until then I want no blaster fire. The money is mostly flash money to show we mean business. Once you see her you may take her but somehow I doubt he will let a price like her go. Rules of engagement are do not fire unless fired upon. If we can avoid civilian casualties then we are good." Giving the orders to the clones on the ground he continued to work leads and get information for the clones on the ground. As he looked through the holonet he was trying his best not to seem like the bad guy here but knowing Cullen he wouldn't just show off his possessions all willy nilly to strangers who weren't interested in buying his property

"Alright guys. Head on up towards the manner, I've called ahead to let them know a few off world slave buyers are coming. So you should at least be clear to make it past the gates." Grabbing a small cup of coffee the large ship above head where oddball was in rattled a bit from some turbulence. Taking a sip he sighed and hoped they wouldn't be too angry about the news. All they needed to do was drive up and get ready to be on their best behavior. "It would be best of one of you posed as a slave."

@[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"] @[member="CC-114 Una"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

"What the heck, Oddball? If we can't engange with the enemy then why are we armed?" Canal said to Oddball through the comm link. "I got another question. Can we at least kidnap her without him knowing it?" Then he heard something about posing as a slave. "Oh heck no. I am not doing that. Besides I'm all dressed up as if I am business man. So Una or Oryuken one of you are going to be the slave." He then started his speeder waiting for his siblings if they are ready to go.

@[member="CC-953 Oddball"] @[member="CC-114 Una"] @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"]

 

[Not Ordo]

@[member="CC-114 Una"] @CC-953 Oddball @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

Oryuken held still as Una fixed his mask but blushed as she said it looked good. He stood feeling his face as she mounted the speeder and held out a case. It was a really good idea that she drive and he was glad he didn't have to say it. Bad things always happened when he drove.

Oryuken took the case and stuck it under his arm as he mounted the speeder. The thing lowered a good 6 centimeters as his bulky frame settled on and looked for what he was supposed to hold on to.

"Una?" He asked a little concerned. "What do I hold on to and am I Rhaena or Dorian."

He was starting to put things together but the thoughts didn't always fit. He would feel a lot better when some one told him weapons were free and he could start shooting. He was good at that.

"I'll be the Slave." He said not even thinking. He couldn't let Una do it. Nope nope nope nope. "Una's no slave."

 

[Una Gal]

Una chuckled a little as she settled back into the speeder. She turned her body slightly to Oryuken and peeled one of his hands away from the case. "Keep a hold of the case, and you're Dorian." She placed his hand around her waist. She smiled a little as the speeder burst into life and the two set off for the manner. For a short while she said nothing as she drove up toward the large home. "You have to be quiet, cyar'ika. If they figure out we're clone's we're 3 vs Manda know's how many out there. Try not to blow our cover ok?" She patted the hand around her waist as she made a sharp turn onto the road leading up to the gates.

As they should have done, they opened up straight away. Una sighed a little and pressed on, whispering one final instruction to Oryuken. "Don't forget my cover name and don't forget you're supposed to be a slave. Oddball will most likely have our necks if we feth this one up." The speeder closed the distance between the clone and the manner. Soon enough they were at the doors. Una swung her leg over the speeder and made her way toward the large double doors.

@[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"] @[member="CC-953 Oddball"]

 

[Oddball]

"Alright guys remember what you're he... Get our sister and... This guy is dange..." as the signal became more and more unstable as the three approached the house it became obvious that the massive manner was jamming comms for them. "They are jamm... Oddball ou..." as the signal cut out completely the guards standing at the gate looked to be average mercenaries, standard blaster vests as they hand slug throwers and blasters dangling off their bodies. Both human by the looks of them. Though now that the comms were down the team was on their own. Even if they found their sister they had no way of contacting back up to extract them without finding the jammer first of making their way outside the gates. As the buck toothed and more than likely stupid guard ducked down to look at the speeders as they stopped at the gate. "You guys are them slave owners your stupid servant called about. Your clear to go." speaking to Una he gave her a pervy smile the waved his hand for the gates to open up behind him to the plantation. "You a purtty gurl ain't you?" he said still smiling at her before backing up. Letting them drive through

INSIDE THE MANNER

Wiping the sweat off his brow the half naked man chuckled as he stood up from his bed. Bellow him chained to his bed was none other than CC-657 and a twe'lik slave girl both dressed very scantily. The slave girl crying fiercely as the commando held her tight. More than likely bad things had just happened and this man was responsible. "That's right, cry for me. See where that gets you, you two belong to me now. You will die here" with a smile on his face a knock came to the door. As Cullen turned around the door opened to reveal Cullen's personal slave and assistant Percy. The tall dark skinned human quickly backed out of the room to respect his masters privacy "Master Sweet, I apologize but there are a few buyers at the door. Some off world looking people, they apparently have a lot of money. I will greet them, please be ready to meet with them in a few minutes." As Percy kept his head down Cullen chuckled "It's alright Percy, I will be down in fifteen." Cullen said as he walked back towards the bed. "Yes Master." Percy retorted and closed the door. "That gives me ten more minutes with you two lovely bells of the ball." the slave girl began to cry heavily as Cullen pressed a nearby button the chains around their hands activating keeping them pinned.

As Percy made his way down the stairs of the giant plantation manner he kept a straight face about him as he proceeded to get ready to greet their guests. Walking up to a guard he handed him a manifest. "We still need fighters for tomorrow nights event. You be sure to get us those slaves or we will have to use the workers again." as Percy walked outside signing a few forms he came into view of the team as they entered the plantation. Around them were fields being tended by slaves of all species. The occasional gunshot was heard followed by a scream or a whip. This place was hell alright but also was inside the law of Rhoda. Giving the pairs team a straight face as they drove up he awaited them to get out and begin introductions.

@[member="CC-117 Canal"] @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] @[member="CC-114 Una"]

 

[Not Ordo]

@[member="CC-114 Una"] @[member="CC-953 Oddball"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

Oryuken felt blood rush to his face as she placed his hand around her waist. He was Dorian and she was Rhaena. He nodded his obeisance not wanting to speak and ruin the mission but something inside him had already begun to change. He could feel something he didn't understand when he felt Una's waist beneath his hand. He couldn't explain it but his stomach felt like it was jumping or turning. As they drew closer though the inevitable happend and he heard a distant gun shot and saw the gaurds at the gate carrying weapons.

That was all it took and the switch inside the clone's mind flipped. The docile confused man that was kind and in love with Una was changed to a commando with his mission and objectives clearly in mind. His thoughts instantly focused as they hit the gates and went through. The guard's comment made CC-128P want to rip out his throat but he held his composure.

They pulled up and he stepped off the speeder and felt it rise from the removal of his weight. His long leg swung over the back as he took A slaves stance beside the bike and waited eyes lowered for Una to take charge. His shoulders were kept square and stiff as he acted the part of a slave full of outward obedience and inward defiance. He didn't know how or why he was built that way but for once it was working. His advanced intelligence and training only showed when it was go time and this was it.

 

[Una Gal]

Una grunted heavily at the guard as she drove past. "Keep your tongue behind your teeth or I'll remove it." Though her tone wasn't threatening, or even loud, it was said to be heard. She was sure he would respond, but by that time they had reached the doors. Una stiffened herself up, trying to act like a...well, like a snob really. At least that was how she perceived people who owned enough money to wipe their asses with gold. She turned to Oryuken offering him a sneaky, reassuring smile as she lifted her fist up to the wood of the door. Three hollow raps followed as Una turned her head back. Head in the game, sweetheart. She corrected her footing, straightening her back and putting a smile on her face. She held an air of confidence about her as she stood, awaiting a welcome.

@[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] @[member="CC-953 Oddball"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

Canal gave the guard a glare and said, "If you want to live a long happy life then I'd suggest keeping my tongue in place." They passed the gates of the manner and he walked up to the door of it. He straightened up his tie as if was about to make a deal with another business man. He knocked three times on the door which was opened by a man. "My master is expecting you." He said to Canal. "Well it would be rude if we keep him waiting. These are my companions. Dorian and Rhaena." He said mentioning toward Una and Oryuken. He walked in the manner and called Una and Oryuken to follow him.

@[member="CC-114 Una"] @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] @[member="CC-953 Oddball"]

 

[Oddball]

((I will control most NPCs, so try to view everyone at the plantation as a PC since I will be controlling them. Feel free to kill them at will when it comes to combat though))

As the man stopped canal from entering, they weren't just going to let complete strangers walk into their home and see their boss without checking them out first. Oddball had already called ahead with their credentials so those thankfully wouldn't need to be checked. However Percy looked at all of them and kept a straight face. "Now before we begin and get down to business I need to know you people are serious buyers. So if you will excuse me I need to see the money. You have no idea how many people come here to window shop." it was almost cruel to hear about how slavers would come here just to watch other people suffer, people being owned by an abusive set of people. As Percy backed up and got ready to see the money Cullen was getting ready to descend the stairs to greet his guests himself. The clones would need to get in close so they could learn and get invited to the fight club that was going to be held. He wouldn't just show off his slaves to strangers without trusting them slightly. "this your slave? Ugly looking thing." Percy said to Ory as he awaited the show of the money

@[member="CC-114 Una"] @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

"I'm sorry. But I will show the money to your master. If that doesn't bring music to your ears then we shall leave and it will not make your master a happy fellow. Once he finds out he will punish you for your poor customer service. So its my way if you don't want anything bad happen.." He looked back at the man with a glance that meant he wasn't joking around. He passed the man and went to the man who seemed to be Cullen. He extended his hand and said to him, "How do you do good sir. My name is Daryl Dixon. You've probably never heard of me. I'm a slaver just like you and I hear rumors that you have a magnificent slave that is a monster when it fights." I hope he doesn't ask me for the money, Canal thought to himself.

@[member="CC-953 Oddball"] @[member="CC-114 Una"] @[member="Oryuken CC-128P"]

 

[Una Gal]

Una grumbled a little to herself as Canal walked right on through. She wasn't sure if he was trying to jeopardize the whole mission or whether he was being intentionally cocky. She smiled lightly to the male who opened the door, motioning to Oryuken. "Yes, this is my slave. Though I would watch your tongue. I doubt your Master would be pleased if you offended us. We're here for business." She stiffened her back a little and patted the case in Oryuken's hand. "This is mine." The case gave a hollow clink as her palm found the top. "It's enough proof."

She brushed past the man at the door, motioning for Oryuken to follow. Instead of approaching Cullen she waited behind Canal. Una thought it best not to bombard him.

@CC-953 Oddball @CC-114 Una @Oryuken CC-128P