Jessica Justice
Young Justice
Soceras
The young woman made a mistake. A horrible mistake. She'd come to the planet in secret, hoping to surprise her father. Mistake one, no one knew she was there. Mistake two, she was horribly unfamiliar with the metropolitan capital. Mistake three, she walked into the wrong establishment.Slavery was by and large abolished on this world, or hells, in this whole sector.... but, Slavers will find a way. She fit the bill perfectly. Young, beautiful, and entrancing. Curse those Zeltron pheromones. She'd gone in, and began asking questions, sitting at the bar, playful flirtations dancing out just as her father would.
The only thin, slim sliver of hope she had, was one of the more 'honorable' of the seedy folk in the establishment caught her somewhat familiar manner of speaking, and decided to send word on up the line to his boss. A message would reach [member=James Justice], "Oy, boss-man, there's a situation brewing you might want to get your peepers on down here at the Wet Wookie. Pretty thing askin questions about you."
Meanwhile, the girl made her fourth mistake. She place trust where none was ever warranted. Believing this barkeep would be able to guide her to her father, she followed as he lead her to another entertaining room of the bar. As soon as the door closed on the largely sound-proofed room, she realized how bad of a situation she now found herself in. Numbers were not on her side. Two rodian's, the human barkeep, and a couple less appealing races whos names escaped her, stood before her, knives in hand, and sneers on face.
Swallowing hard, she took a step back, bumping into the barkeep. A muffled squeak, as she turned to back towards a corner. "I.... I was jus lookin' for me Da..... Please...." She knew, had the numbers been a bit closer to fair, she'd have had nothing to fear.... But, as it stood, she only had two knives and a holdout blaster, and things.... as bad as they seemed, would become significantly worse for her, if she actually managed to main or kill even one of these menacing males....
"Don't worry little lady. We'll find you a new 'Da'. Won't we boys?" The barkeep taunted, as the others started to laugh, soaking in the fear the girl was now wearing plain upon her face....