Well... I'm Rich.
There was a rhythmic beep from the surrounding machinery that lined the room, although weeks had passed since the operation; the gauze over her eyes had been the last thing to come off. They said it was always the eyes that took the most adjusting to anything one did with themselves. On one hand, she felt bad, and sick to her stomach for what she had done, but on the other? Well, that other hand was filled with venom. It was a little before her eighteenth birthday then, when she was running with a gang of four bounty hunters; they promised her action, and experience... They delivered, in a sense. She couldn't deny that. She knew now that this galaxy was truly filled with the worst kind of scum one could dream of... She knew just how determined she was to live, miles away from civilization, on an already uninhabited planet... She knew how scary it was to feel alone, and helpless... And utterly betrayed.
Then again... She was beyond that. Ever since she was a kid, she had a problem with hypersalivation; luckily it only happened when she was upset; just like now, as she remembered them taunting her, laughing as they prepared to leave her dead out in the wilds. As she laid there drooling, lightly dripping saliva from her mouth onto her pillow, she silently seethed such an anger she wasn't even sure how she could be alive with it. How could one person live, while being so dreadfully upset? She knew what the fix was. It was why she had spent nearly 4 point six million credits in two weeks. Her parents probably wouldn't notice, they were rolling in it anyway; and if they did, what would they do? Disown her for the sixth time?
She had hoped by the time her healing process was done here, she could go straight to pick up her ship, and go find her quarry... Hell, was that really what she saw them as?
Yes... She had no space left for petty emotion. She was going to make it hurt, emotionally, and physically... Just like they made her hurt. She had plotted to place bounties on them all, dead or alive, then beat any other hunters to the direct location; but she realized that they were Puck flippers as well, and would probably be alerted. So, instead, as she sat there, accessing various networks with her still bandaged eyes, she prepared, and seethed, and waited.
"Cohhonmouh... Heh.."
she giggled at the, lightly coughing only the be immediately attending to by a nearby representative of the company that had just borderline stripped her of her humanity. That they did, but somehow... She felt better, even here barely able to move her new body, she felt stronger; as if the body was simply waiting to follow her commands. It would take a little time to properly wield but, but she felt as though time was all she had to look forward too these days. That pricks had pulled her heartstrings, and screwed her over...
They were not going to like... How she pulled their heartstrings. More time...
Then again... She was beyond that. Ever since she was a kid, she had a problem with hypersalivation; luckily it only happened when she was upset; just like now, as she remembered them taunting her, laughing as they prepared to leave her dead out in the wilds. As she laid there drooling, lightly dripping saliva from her mouth onto her pillow, she silently seethed such an anger she wasn't even sure how she could be alive with it. How could one person live, while being so dreadfully upset? She knew what the fix was. It was why she had spent nearly 4 point six million credits in two weeks. Her parents probably wouldn't notice, they were rolling in it anyway; and if they did, what would they do? Disown her for the sixth time?
She had hoped by the time her healing process was done here, she could go straight to pick up her ship, and go find her quarry... Hell, was that really what she saw them as?
Yes... She had no space left for petty emotion. She was going to make it hurt, emotionally, and physically... Just like they made her hurt. She had plotted to place bounties on them all, dead or alive, then beat any other hunters to the direct location; but she realized that they were Puck flippers as well, and would probably be alerted. So, instead, as she sat there, accessing various networks with her still bandaged eyes, she prepared, and seethed, and waited.
"Cohhonmouh... Heh.."
she giggled at the, lightly coughing only the be immediately attending to by a nearby representative of the company that had just borderline stripped her of her humanity. That they did, but somehow... She felt better, even here barely able to move her new body, she felt stronger; as if the body was simply waiting to follow her commands. It would take a little time to properly wield but, but she felt as though time was all she had to look forward too these days. That pricks had pulled her heartstrings, and screwed her over...
They were not going to like... How she pulled their heartstrings. More time...