Evoros
Two Faced
E S H A N
Location: Classified
Time: 2047 Standard Hours
As it stood, those ideas were that slavery could serve a purpose.
But the promise of freedom from slavery had its uses too.
Behind a screen filled with text she shouldn't have been allowed to look at, Yvonne Evoros narrowed her eyes. The Board had sent her after a slave force who worked the life out of their laborers but neglected to keep their security system up to scratch. These slaves were not treated well, and their skills were not put to any sort of use - luckily, that hadn't removed those skills altogether.
She was looking for the ones who could shape up to be something if they were given the chance to no longer be nothing. The ones who had rebelled, in some way or another, against the chains being put on them. The ones with talents that could be useful once they burst through the repressions of slavery. She had searched for a while, but in the end she was not disappointed.
The encampment where these slaves were put to work seemed like your standard complex from the outside, and if you didn't know they lacked choice in the matter of their labor you might have never guessed. But she did know, and so Evoros stalked nearer the building, out of sight but attention fixed on its layout.
The plan was simple. She got to know the site. She got to know the people running it. Then she broke out whichever slaves she deemed useful and planned how she'd spend her next paycheck.
Location: Classified
Time: 2047 Standard Hours
Slavery meant different things to different people, and she'd met people who felt unbearably strongly one way or another over the concept; truthfully, to her it was an interesting idea and little else. Evoros had no slaves of her own (not to say that she hadn't enslaved people - matters of perspective) but wouldn't complain if someone saw fit to present her with such a gift. But as far as her career was concerned, her interests were secondary. The Collective had their ideas about slavery, and when it came into play in a mission their ideas were hers. As it stood, those ideas were that slavery could serve a purpose.
But the promise of freedom from slavery had its uses too.
Behind a screen filled with text she shouldn't have been allowed to look at, Yvonne Evoros narrowed her eyes. The Board had sent her after a slave force who worked the life out of their laborers but neglected to keep their security system up to scratch. These slaves were not treated well, and their skills were not put to any sort of use - luckily, that hadn't removed those skills altogether.
She was looking for the ones who could shape up to be something if they were given the chance to no longer be nothing. The ones who had rebelled, in some way or another, against the chains being put on them. The ones with talents that could be useful once they burst through the repressions of slavery. She had searched for a while, but in the end she was not disappointed.
The encampment where these slaves were put to work seemed like your standard complex from the outside, and if you didn't know they lacked choice in the matter of their labor you might have never guessed. But she did know, and so Evoros stalked nearer the building, out of sight but attention fixed on its layout.
The plan was simple. She got to know the site. She got to know the people running it. Then she broke out whichever slaves she deemed useful and planned how she'd spend her next paycheck.
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