Welcome to the Crew (Visna & Odan)
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				Title: <strong>Welcome to the Crew (Visna &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odanrav</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 07:14:38</strong>
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				"If you want to make it out here, you gotta learn to take what you want and fuck whoever gets in your way." <br><br>That's what Captain Seva had always said at least. For a long time Constance even believed it. She believed it since they were children when all they had was each other, living on a nowhere colony at the edges of settled space. Then came scavenging, then came a ship, then came a crew, then came notoriety and fame, and then came the dirty stuff. The stuff that made Constance ashamed to look herself in the mirror most days. Seva had taken it in stride, the piracy and slaving, seemingly unaffected by whoever she hurt in her path. Made quite the name for herself, some claiming her to run the greatest slaver crew in the entire galaxy, bringing in hundreds of fresh rare new stock to the market every year. And Constance had played a hand in that, her technical skill to hack into star chart databases and her piloting ability to avoid officials both pivotal to Seva's operation. Constance couldn't escape the feeling of being used. <br><br>Yet despite it all, Constance stuck around due to some deep seeded notion of loyalty to Seva. Seva was both a sister and a lover, someone that understood her like no other could. Which made her decision to leave all that harder. Her last mission, a drop on the planet of EN-2 populated by a rare species who'd been seen throughout the galaxy, but had never graced the open markets of Outland Station, was the final straw that convinced Constance she needed to leave Seva at last. It was a bloody undertaking that saw many of the inhabitants on the planet die while only capturing a paltry dozen female aliens. A waste of resources and a waste of life that saw Seva become infuriated with the failure. <br><br>Seva began to take her aggression out on one of the captured slaves, choosing to spend her nights with the slave instead of Constance. Constance felt both relief and jealously at the strange circumstance of being shunned from Seva's side even as she plotted to get away from her. And then the plan came to her at last. Not only would Constance punish Seva by leaving, she was going to take the things Seva loved away from her: her ship, the Vulvas, and her new plaything. <br><br><hr><br><em>On Outland Station</em><br><br>"Make sure the new stock has been cleaned and fitted with collars before unloading them. We didn't get many, so we got to max out as much cash for these twelve as we can get," Seva muttered as she walked down the ramp onto the loading bay just outside her ship, with Constance walking slightly behind. <br><br>"Sure thing," Constance answered with a feigned smile as she stopped. Seva pressed onward to some important meeting as Constance turned on her heels and walked back up the ramp. She made her way to the holding cells where the new batch were being held. They'd already been outfitted with chips in their ears to allow them to understand galactic basic and only needed to be fitted with taming collars for their potential new buyers. Constance had always been regulated to the job because most of the other brain dead pricks under Seva's command had no idea how to program them. One by one Constance collared the new girls, calling for help from the nearby guards in case one became unruly in their restraints until all of them had been brought, ready to hit the market. The final girl was the one Seva had been using. The marks of her rough treatment were plain to see. Her hands and feet had been restrained in an attempt to suppress the warrior spirit that many of these females had shown, but Constance had a plan. She went into the girl's cell and went behind her bound form, putting the thick metallic collar around her neck and snapping it into place, a collar which Constance had already programmed with herself as the permanent owner of this slave. Out of earshot of the guards Constance leaned forward and whispered to the exotic beauty.<br><br>"If you want to get back at the one who's done this to you, do what I say and don't ask questions..." Constance whispered into her ear just a slight clicking sound could be heard. The slave's restraints around her wrists had been released and her hands were free. "Hit me." Constance muttered in a serious tone. 
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