Leea Pandac
Character
Allies - [member="Preliat Mantis"]
Unknowns - @Cynthia Raxis [member="Stardust Raxis"] @Ra'a'mah [member="Relina Zhan"] [member="Ardgal Raxis"] [member="Count Marlow Venjuta"] [member="Gromm Cardan"]
The sound of the cracking ribs brought back memories to Pandac, memories of a long time ago. That was the sound her squadmates had made as the boulders came crashing down during the patrol. Perhaps they had been the lucky ones instead of her. They had perished in the landslide while she had gone on to be rescued and sent offworld to a better facility. If not for her brothers insisting on the advanced reconstructive treatments she probably never would have walked again. But then the pirates had to kidnap her, in a situation not dissimilar to this one she had been captured along with a freighter of others. She knew the pains of slavery, especially to scum that were pirates. Physical labor would have been her preference, though she never was given the opportunity.
Perhaps the memories were stimulated by the spice, she felt almost borderline on tears from the memory. She hated spice and had only decided to use it because of the pain killing property. There had been plenty of junkies on Makeb, just as there were throughout the galaxy. It had been drilled into her head in the reserves that spice was a definite contraband and something she should keep out of her life. Of course, almost contradictorily she had been taught that its use as a stimulant or painkiller had its place on the front. She could recall being put through the effects of a spice induced dream and the procedures the medic would use to cleanse the system of most of the effects. It too was not the most pleasant of memories, for very different reasons. Spice, gas, certain non-intrusive methods of torture. She had experienced each in different training exercises in order to better understand the proper procedures.
When the man had finished the criminal cried out, "I don't know! I didn't tend the slaves or help move them. I guess the base?" Throwing up his arms to protect his bloodied face he finished, "The base is in the buesiness sector. Big building... North side... Please... That's all I know..." The man's voice broke down into quiet mumblings and pleas.
Pandac listened and turned away. She wasn't an interrogator and couldn't decide if he was lying or not. She assumed that Mantis was more experienced in that field. He certainly seemed to be more experienced in almost every regard. The Mirialan took a step away before she heard some more people running. Two thugs, bearing the colors of the RR, dashed into the room and rolled behind the wall next to the entry. Another duo ran in on the other side of the entrance, but as they ran in a scarlet plasma beam lanced through the chest of one and he collapsed while the other jumped behind the wall. The three were breathing heavily and did not seemingly notice the three people already inside.
They yelled to one another, "Did anyone see him?"
"No, I think.. I don't know."
"Can't go back out there. Hope the others find him before the Swigs get here."
Pandac's first instinct was to begin firing, but she wasn't certain if that was what Mantis would prefer. She looked up to the big man and pointed over towards the door. She realized a moment after that it was likely he had already been aware of their presence and the gesture had been unnecessary.
Unknowns - @Cynthia Raxis [member="Stardust Raxis"] @Ra'a'mah [member="Relina Zhan"] [member="Ardgal Raxis"] [member="Count Marlow Venjuta"] [member="Gromm Cardan"]
The sound of the cracking ribs brought back memories to Pandac, memories of a long time ago. That was the sound her squadmates had made as the boulders came crashing down during the patrol. Perhaps they had been the lucky ones instead of her. They had perished in the landslide while she had gone on to be rescued and sent offworld to a better facility. If not for her brothers insisting on the advanced reconstructive treatments she probably never would have walked again. But then the pirates had to kidnap her, in a situation not dissimilar to this one she had been captured along with a freighter of others. She knew the pains of slavery, especially to scum that were pirates. Physical labor would have been her preference, though she never was given the opportunity.
Perhaps the memories were stimulated by the spice, she felt almost borderline on tears from the memory. She hated spice and had only decided to use it because of the pain killing property. There had been plenty of junkies on Makeb, just as there were throughout the galaxy. It had been drilled into her head in the reserves that spice was a definite contraband and something she should keep out of her life. Of course, almost contradictorily she had been taught that its use as a stimulant or painkiller had its place on the front. She could recall being put through the effects of a spice induced dream and the procedures the medic would use to cleanse the system of most of the effects. It too was not the most pleasant of memories, for very different reasons. Spice, gas, certain non-intrusive methods of torture. She had experienced each in different training exercises in order to better understand the proper procedures.
When the man had finished the criminal cried out, "I don't know! I didn't tend the slaves or help move them. I guess the base?" Throwing up his arms to protect his bloodied face he finished, "The base is in the buesiness sector. Big building... North side... Please... That's all I know..." The man's voice broke down into quiet mumblings and pleas.
Pandac listened and turned away. She wasn't an interrogator and couldn't decide if he was lying or not. She assumed that Mantis was more experienced in that field. He certainly seemed to be more experienced in almost every regard. The Mirialan took a step away before she heard some more people running. Two thugs, bearing the colors of the RR, dashed into the room and rolled behind the wall next to the entry. Another duo ran in on the other side of the entrance, but as they ran in a scarlet plasma beam lanced through the chest of one and he collapsed while the other jumped behind the wall. The three were breathing heavily and did not seemingly notice the three people already inside.
They yelled to one another, "Did anyone see him?"
"No, I think.. I don't know."
"Can't go back out there. Hope the others find him before the Swigs get here."
Pandac's first instinct was to begin firing, but she wasn't certain if that was what Mantis would prefer. She looked up to the big man and pointed over towards the door. She realized a moment after that it was likely he had already been aware of their presence and the gesture had been unnecessary.