<div class="floatleft">(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/a9f37d43-3b32-41bc-87e3-fbe1f731c86e_zps2161e5dd.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Paige 1478</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Aboard the shuttle, then entering onto the landing pad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>New arrivals</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Arriving on The Cooler</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Paige still ached from her implants being removed, at least they were removed by a Syntha medical team or she would be horribly scarred and would likely have brain damage. She felt so weak without the strength enhancements and she had been beaten by a guard prior to the flight, no one liked the Syntha and she knew it would make her a target planet-side too. she stumbled out of the vat, the goop reminding her of Syntha war armour a leaflet was pressed into her hand and she was pushed roughly into the exit pod likely having orders to make the Syntha bitch as miserable as possible.<br/><br/>She waited apprehensive about this prison, she had heard rumours about it and they all terrified her. In her weakened state she would be easy prey for the other inmates, rape was of course one of her concerns knowing without her implants he was likely to be the weakest inmate physically. The Syntha were universally hated in the Empire because they embraced cybernetics and the Empires propaganda machine painted them as inhuman monstrosities.<br/><br/>She stumbled out into the cold after landing noticeably shivering as she stepped off the ship, she already saw one inmate assaulting another. She had a feeling she should stay clear of the Mrinka who looked to be winning she shivered again and walked further trying to cover herself with her arms feeling naked in the transparent suit. She spotted another figure that filled her with dread a Quyllian, she knew out the hypnotic ability they had and knew she wouldn't be able to resist it.<br/><br/>She listened to the Quyllian's speech and decided she would just keep her head down and get on with her work, hopefully no one would notice her eyes or the bar-code on her wrist. The Quyllian seemed at least reasonable, maybe these people would at least share a mutual hatred of the Empire the left them here to rot. But her optimism would likely be shattered very soon.