S H A D O W
Selvaris
The trip to the Vongified planet wasn’t remembered to well. Spencer was still in a haze from the fight along with the toxin being nullified by the antidote that Vrag had administered once Spencer had begun to succumb to the effects. It wasn’t every day that she had come close to death, but she had before and the wavering effects weren’t the greatest. Transport wasn’t the most comfortable, but she still slept listening to the voices of the guards that were in charge of transporting her. Her hands were cuffed along with her feet, her weapons removed from her person, but her armor left for the time being. It was nice though, they at least left her clothed while they took her into custody. As they docked, she looked down at her hands at the cuffs, she didn’t know if they were the reason for her stomach ache, or if it was because of the toxin finally being metabolized with the help of the antidote.
They had to stop a few times as they took her out of the transport so she could throw up. It seemed to be common so they didn’t say much to her. The cuffs were removed and her armor was stripped from her body. Surprise, no clothes, but the armor takers were kind enough to supply her with a shirt and some slacks – which weren’t the best size for her slender waist – but a nifty rope did the trick for a belt. Shackled again, she was pushed along towards a holding cell where she was shoved into the cell. Falling on her knees she sat there for a moment trying to regain her mental consciousness. Instead, she fell over and closed her eyes. Sleep seemed like a better idea. After a few hours, Spencer woke up, her eyes fluttered trying to remember how she got here and when it hit her she sat back up. Blinking, she focused the force on the cell and realized it was Vong which meant there was nothing much she could do about breaking out for the time being.
Instead, she closed her eyes and focused her energy on meditation. On her knees, she rested her cuffed hands as her mind slipped into the vast emptiness of the world. She couldn’t sense anything around her which scared her a bit, but she kept her emotions in check. Frowning, she realized she had missed her meeting with Ashin – which would only serve as the first sign that she was in trouble. Biting her lower lip, near the place Ashin had first marked her – she knew that would be the beacon or the woman to cling on to.
[member="Vrag"] [member="Ashin Varanin"]
The trip to the Vongified planet wasn’t remembered to well. Spencer was still in a haze from the fight along with the toxin being nullified by the antidote that Vrag had administered once Spencer had begun to succumb to the effects. It wasn’t every day that she had come close to death, but she had before and the wavering effects weren’t the greatest. Transport wasn’t the most comfortable, but she still slept listening to the voices of the guards that were in charge of transporting her. Her hands were cuffed along with her feet, her weapons removed from her person, but her armor left for the time being. It was nice though, they at least left her clothed while they took her into custody. As they docked, she looked down at her hands at the cuffs, she didn’t know if they were the reason for her stomach ache, or if it was because of the toxin finally being metabolized with the help of the antidote.
They had to stop a few times as they took her out of the transport so she could throw up. It seemed to be common so they didn’t say much to her. The cuffs were removed and her armor was stripped from her body. Surprise, no clothes, but the armor takers were kind enough to supply her with a shirt and some slacks – which weren’t the best size for her slender waist – but a nifty rope did the trick for a belt. Shackled again, she was pushed along towards a holding cell where she was shoved into the cell. Falling on her knees she sat there for a moment trying to regain her mental consciousness. Instead, she fell over and closed her eyes. Sleep seemed like a better idea. After a few hours, Spencer woke up, her eyes fluttered trying to remember how she got here and when it hit her she sat back up. Blinking, she focused the force on the cell and realized it was Vong which meant there was nothing much she could do about breaking out for the time being.
Instead, she closed her eyes and focused her energy on meditation. On her knees, she rested her cuffed hands as her mind slipped into the vast emptiness of the world. She couldn’t sense anything around her which scared her a bit, but she kept her emotions in check. Frowning, she realized she had missed her meeting with Ashin – which would only serve as the first sign that she was in trouble. Biting her lower lip, near the place Ashin had first marked her – she knew that would be the beacon or the woman to cling on to.
[member="Vrag"] [member="Ashin Varanin"]