Trouble's Legacy: Troubled Florist!

Eva Starflare

A chime sounded and a light came to light. Someone was using Adam's planet side frequency. Eva frowned, it was not exactly a secure line as far as she was concerned. Switching it on, there was Lance.

"Boy," Eva was not by any means old enough to refer to Lance as a mere boy. "You have fifteen minutes to get here, so you best not be wasting time talking." Truth was she was already to go, the hatch was the only thing unsecure now.
 
As Lance heard Eva's voice crackle through the transmitter he could tell she was in a good mood.

"Boy? Anyway I think I might have some information on my friend the only problem it that it might come at a dangerous price and by that I mean big guys with guns. I appreciate your patience with me and I didn't want to drag you into this.....but I think I might have by calling you on this frequency. You might want to leave...now, but thanks for your help."

Not sure what he just said or to stop and think about it Lance switched off the transmitter and started to lock down his shop. He moved some of his equipment in front of the entrance to obscure the line of sight to the back of the shop hopefully to give him the advantage if it came down to a fire fight. With his mind racing with thought he began to check his pistols and equipment to make sure if was ready for a battle, and patiently waited for the young slave girl to change so he could ask her some questions.
 
Eva Starflare

Ever so slightly dumbfounded, Eva wondered what sort of trouble Lance got himself in two hours, and couldn't have gotten himself on ship and of planet. Crossing her arms, Eva thought about things for a moment.

Securing the hatch, Eva took off from the space port. If trouble was coming, she wasn't going to be around if her held was unneeded. As she made it out of the planet's atmosphere Eva pulled up the star charts on her computer system.

"Admiral Had? Gorren Tohrek?" Eva thought about the news report she had heard in the background earlier while she was setting up to head back out into space. "If his friend was the one that was captured." Eva sighed. "The force be with us all!" She muttered to herself before talking more clearly. "Okay C-6P9 secure yourself and let's be out of here, we're going to Ebas system to check up on some people."
 
Elsa moon

The room was small but well lit and Elsa made quick work of getting out of the blood stained jump suit and into the new one. It was a bit long so she just rolled up the pant legs a bit and laced up her boots. Doing what she could with some soap and water she came out looking better but still tired. As she dressed she could hear him moving abount and in the back of her mind she wondered if she had been seen or not. Shaking her head she walked out of the room and went looking for him. He was bound to want answers and it would only be fair she tell him everything.. besides she wasnt able to lie.. That had long since been beaten out of her.

Crossing the living area she looked for Lance and soon found him just shy of the work area. Everything was neat and clean. She noticed that some boxes and crates had been moved infront of the exits and that made her worry. They had been seen after all. They were trapped like rats. How could she be so stupid. Letting out a soft moan she paced back and forth both scared and worried.

She wanted to just go and let this guy be done with her but where was so to go? Elsa had no money, no transport, nothing.. Looking up as her uneven bangs fell into her eyes she tried to say something but words failed her..

"I.. I mean.. Im..." Looking away she wasnt sure she could even speak.
 
Lance Hawkins

Lance was too preoccupied in thought to noticed that the slave girl was all changed and cleaned up until she spoke. She seemed to be at a lost for words and he couldn't imagine what she went through,

"Hey it's alright you don't have to explain now. Just go ahead and get some rest. I've got this covered." He gestured to her with a rather convincing smile.

Of course Lance wanted to get an idea of what he would be up against, but the poor girl just seemed so beaten and tired. Hopeful if anyone did see him take her back here they would underestimate him and only send a few lightly armed thugs, the only time Lance would be glad that he looked like a little punk.
 
Elsa Moon

"wait, I dont just want to sleep there is someone out there that needs my help and its all my fault in the first place.." letting out a sigh Elsa's voice trailed off as she knew all to well how most men where and she got the hint that she should just leave him alone. It might be for the best after all. He did have rule over her no matter what, if he wanted her to rest, then she would do as she was told.

Looking down and away her moment of suddenly bravery left her as her shoulders dropped and she walked away toward the back room. Her soft auburn hair fell into her eyes as her right fingers traced the counter top she was passing.

In the street some shouts came and a few crude jokes all in referance to her. Some shots ran out as two fat guys walked up the street toward the shop. One called for the girl and banged on a few doors as they got closer. The other filty looking monster took a drink from some grayish looking bottle. "She aint here man, some wack job said she went that way and someone else said she just got on transported.. hell I dont know and I dont care.. " ready to give up the two started to tussle over the gray bottle. "Come on give me some, that ass hole didnt pay me enough to take another step, if he wants that slave chick he can find her himself, hand over the bottle..." "Nodding in drunken agreement the other man kept the bottle and laughed.. "get your own". The agrument went on down the street followed by two more shots and laughter..

A terrified Elsa remained huddled under a shop counter top. Not sure of what was going on, she only knew to take cover as soon as she heard the first shot.
 
Eva Starflare

Claxi was the second planet past the asteroid belt around the red giant of the Ebas System. It had at one time a lush, wet planet. Nowadays it was not best for one to spend much time outside for the air was both hot and acidic.

In a very low cut purple dress, with leg slits very high on the long gown, Eva walked into one of the higher end casinos on the lesser continent of the east. Her hair was down on one side in cascading tendrils with jeweled ornaments, her lips the same purple as her dress. Her droid was following a half step behind to her left.

As she walked, she smiled and nodded at the various people. Gamblers, businessmen, criminals and those looking for particular amusements. Though she seemed to walk in a slow casual pace, she was in fact looking for an individual.

Eker Dl'mk was a grey skinned alien with ram like horns and stood as tall as a wookie. He was dressed in a shimmering gold sequence dress, his talons painted a bright red and even though his kind had no visible lips, he wore lipstick of the same bright red and make up that was almost horrific but somehow was fantastic. "Why if it isn't little Evening Star," the usually harsh spoken voice of the species said with a musical softness. "This is a surprise."

The alien drag queen motioned for Eva to sit with him at his table. "I'm afraid I don't plan to stay long," Eva told him as she sat down.

"Long enough for dinner, surely."

Eva agreed and what followed was a light salad with soup and a discussion on Gorren Tohrek. Dl'mk was not pleased when Eva said she wished to do business with the criminal. Especially with the Fleet after him, but Eva insisted that just made the pay much better if she ran a shipment for him.

By the end of the night, Eva had what she needed. "Now darling, if you need anything, you just let Big Sister know."

"Thank you, but I wouldn't want to impose," Eva told the big ladyboy. He tried to protest, but Eva reminded him they were even. Dl'mk didn't think so, but would let the discussion rest till next they met. Turning none too few heads, she headed out of the casino and back to her ship.

Once in more comfortable cloths Eva looked at a bottle of Hemlir Purple. A rare wine even at the best of time, now with the embargo, it was almost impossible to get. What a shame that it was one of Tohrek favorites.
 
Lance Hawkins

The girl's outburst seem to be out of frustration and gilt, but those emotions soon left her as she seem to just submit to Lance's request.

"Wait! What happened to you...", but just as he finished his question there was a commotion that caught his attention outside his shop followed by blaster fire. Instinctively Lance ducked down behind his work bench. He looked for the girl and saw she was hiding as well. Lance crawled over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder,

"Hey just sit tight and keep your head down."

Lance reached for his pistols, but forgot that he left them on the work bench. The two started to fight over a bottle one was carrying and continued down the street, hopefully they wouldn't come back. Lance focused back on the girl,

"I think they're moving on, but really I think we should go."

Lance offered his hand to help her up and said,

"Tell me about this person that needs your help."
 
Eva Starflare

Dark brown eyes looked at her and Eva knew that he was trying to reassure her. Not that it helped much. There was a fair even chance once they went through those doors one or both of them would be dead, but they had little choice now.

Eva stretched out a hand and put it on his brown bearded face. "I want you to know," she started to say but he placed a finger on her lips.

"I know," he said with regret in his voice. Why wouldn't he at least let her say it? Why!

"Adam?" Startled by the sound, Eva looked at the screen, she must have nodded off in the dull trip between Claxi and one of the larger moons of the gas giant Mimber, Hrel. It was a fairly uninteresting looking planetary moon. There was nothing about it that one would pick it out as an ideal location. It was habitable though, and that was all that was really needed. She had to give the scum credit for finding such an ordinary place to call home.

Eva made sure that her landing was very obvious after all, they'd be less likely to shoot her down if she didn't seem to have anything to hide. Not that Eva went down without any worries. She had full shields up and guns powered up incase they were not interested in any discussion.

"Unidentified ship, what is your purpose here?" A rough neutral voice called out on an open frequency.

"I'm a trader and have come to trade," Eva said as she finished her landing approach, if they were going to shoot her out of the sky, they'd missed that window of opportunity. She was all together unsurprised that she had a welcoming party waiting for her as she came out of her ship. "Now now, it's just me and my droid. You can calm down."

"What are you doing here?" One of the armed men asked. He was a bit cleaner looking then most of these men and obviously felt he was in charge.

"As I said before, I'm a trader. I have in my mind the thought of seeing if Hemlir Purple is in demand here."

The guy in charge looked at her ship his eyes narrowed. Eva laughed. "I'm not that stupid, I brought only samples. You can try to take my ship, but how many of you will be alive to enjoy such a meager prize?" Eva crossed her arms. "I want to talk to someone that would be more incline to talk business.

"Right, business. That would be our boss." The guy in charge sounded less sure of himself.

Eva grinned. "That's right, your boss. I'd love to meet him." With only her droid as a friend, Eva was surrounded and lead into a backside of a mountain. At first Eva thought that Gorren Tohrek lived in some sort of rustic hideout, but she soon learned this was only a secure entrance to an mansion that was almost a palace!

Dirty outdoor guards were replaced with indoor servants of a much cleaner and polite being. Eva was finally handed over to some sort of numbers man. He did not like the idea of unscheduled appointments. Eva persuaded him to let her meet his boss though and she was finally lead into the office of one of the biggest slave traders in the galaxy.

There was something that caught Eva's attention and she only gave a brief glance to the man at the desk before looking past him. Dark brown hair and eyes. Eyes that reminded Eva so much of...
 
Elsa Moon

Timid at first Elsa slowly took his hand and once on her feet before him she let go and backed away. She was not ready to make eye contact with him in an effort as to not challenge him. The last thing she wanted now was to give this man any reason at all to strike her. Elsa knew she had to say something but there was so much and it was all like a huge nightmare she wasnt sure where to start.

"I guess I should start with my name. Im Elsa Moon, Im a slave. I have been my whole life. Bought and sold, traded for goods or services. Its all I have ever known. At least that was until a few days ago.

"See I met someone, someone so kind and ever so sweet that I just knew that there was no way she was ever a slave. But there she was in the holding cells with all the others. I came and went doing as I was told but when I took her food there was something about her."

As Elsa spoke her eyes seemed far away as she stared at her hands and let out a sigh. A tear slipped down her face as she went on.

"At one point we became friends, well I'd like to think so.. but then all hell broke lose and the man that I was with escaped from the ship taking me and one other girl with him. His plan was to sell us. And he did, once he got here, but that girl was left behind and I have no idea what happened to her."

Shaking her head Elsa tried to stop crying. Covering her face only for a moment she fought hard to keep it together.

"Look I have to get back to that ship and I have to find her. I owe her that much. She cant be a slave, she just cant. I mean all she ever talked about was flowers. I thought it odd since I stopped noticing them a long time ago."

Elsa's voice trailed off as she wiped a tear off her face and tried to look brave. Taking a deep breath all she could do was wait to see what he might say. He might tell her it was oh so sad and turn around and sell her. It was only a matter of time before she was captured anyway. Rubbing her wrist Elsa was reminded of her cuff and the tag they had placed inside her. Some chip that marked her for the rest of her life as property.
 
Lance Hawkins

Elsa, The name of the girl Lance was helping, told her story of her terrible life as a slave and how she came to be in his care. It must have been so horrible being treated like property. Then she mentioned her friend that wasn't a slave and talked about flowers,

"Flowers?! Did you happen to ask her name? Was her name Siann Acai?!"

It would be an amazing coincidence if they were both looking for the same person. Like killing two mynock with one plaster bolt.
 
Elsa Moon

Nodding slowly she was able to confirm that it was in fact the same person. It felt so strange to just be so out right with her life but she had no choice. He wanted to know everything and now that he did, it might turn against her.

"Im sorry to have troubled you so much, Im sure you dont need my services, it looks like you dont even hava a droid or two. Im less than a droid and but I do work hard, you can fetch a good sum for me if you go early to the auction."

Elsa felt worthless and lost as she stood there. Maybe she was better off with that junker that hit her. At least with him she knew where she stood. Feeling uncomfortable Elsa backed up and away from the man. Slowly she lowered to the floor near the wall where she sat down and waited.
 
Lance Hawkins

It was too good to be true Elsa knew the last know location of Siann. Now He just need to figure a way to help her off this planet, kill Tohrek and save Siann all with four little blasters and no ship....At lease he had luck on his side. As all this was racing though his mind Elsa said something that bothered Lance,

"I'm sorry to have troubled you so much, I'm sure you don't need my services, it looks like you don't even have a droid or two. I'm less than a droid and but I do work hard, you can fetch a good sum for me if you go early to the auction."

She then just sat on the floor like there was no hope for her. Like He was no better than the man he was going after to save Siann. Lance walked over to where Elsa was sitting and knelt down in front of her,

"Listen what ever person you think I am, I'm not that guy. If I wanted to turn you in for money I would have as soon as I meet you. Now I'm not going to pretend to know or understand what you went through, but your a person damnit! A living being not to be treated as someones property, and I promise you that I am going to save Siann and ensure you freedom."

After his little speech Lance stood up and once again held out his hand,

"Now how 'bout you tell me about the last scumbag that tried to sell you. Lets start with what kind of ship you arrived on."
 
Darn brown hair and brown eyes blinked back at Eva, looking confused at the woman's expression. Siann was standing just behind Tohrek waiting for another ridiculous order as she had her arms crossed and tapping her fingers.

"I don't like unannounced guests." said the man with a deep rough sounding voice, sitting at his desk. He was by no means handsome, covered in scars, hair and looking pretty brutal. In one hand was a thick deathstick roll. The other hand rest on his desk. He didn't appear to have a weapon on him, but it was pretty obvious that it'd only take a second to find one.

"But I admit a weakness for Hemlir Purple." he continued, "Perhaps we can make up an arrangement for your shipment. Credits, goods, bodies..."
 
Snapping her attention back at the villain before her, Eva grinned. "An arrangement was what I was hoping for." She then sat down and motioned her droid to come over with one of the bottles. She sat it down on his desk. "Want you to know that I'm going to import the real stuff and not some imitation."

This was going to be a delicate operation. It would have worked much better if she had another person working with her on this, but there was little Eva could do about that. The force seemed to be on her side, the slave was obviously Lance's friend. The level of contempt in her eyes indicated a spirit not yet broken.

The doors to the office came open and the numbers man came in. "Sorry to interrupt boss, but there's a situation." The man looked at Eva, who was casually lounging in her chair and the slavegirl, then back to Gorren. "The Fleet has brought the ShadowStars here."

Eva sat up straight. The ShadowStars was black ops. It shouldn't have even existed. The type of jobs they were sent to do were of the permanent nature.
 
Gorren Tohrek was just reaching out for that bottle of wine when one of his men entered. "Sorry to interrupt boss, but there's a situation. The Fleet has brought the ShadowStars here."

Only for the briefest of seconds did a look of annoyance cross Tohrek's face. Clearing his throat and putting out his cigar, he stood from his seat. "My, I am popular this evening. Excuse me for a moment while I handle this... situation. I'll be sure to try this wine." flashing a toothy grin, Tohrek took the bottle with him as he exited the room. There was a soft click of the door behind him, followed by a CHINK! He locked Eva and his slave girl in the room!

Waiting a second after Tohrek had closed the door, Siann finally dropped her hands and kicked his chair. "That jerk...!" Suddenly seeming to realize that she might have another opportunity to escape, she moved quickly to the desk to see if maybe there was a spare collar key in there..!

"You have got to get me out of here!" she said as she opened up a drawer. "He's absolutely wretched and.. oh botheration, I can't find any collar keys..!"
 
Elsa Moon

His words meant a lot to her since no one had ever spoken to her like that. It was odd, but nice just the same. Smiling softly her eyes finially locked on his. Taking a deep breath she smiled and offered her left hand to him. Slowly she turned it so he could see the marking that started at the cuff of her long sleeve jumper.

"You can scan this and find out everything you want to know about me. Like the information on my last or um.. present owner. I think I was scanned before he took me to the bar. It should show you everything."

Hoping it would help get some answers and offer him a place to start it was all she could think of. She was never given names of ships she was on or where she was being taken. It was out of the question for her to ask her masters anything. If they didnt offer up the information, it was not important enough for her to know it. The mans expression made her nearly giggle.

"Look its no big deal, they have tracked me ever since the implant or chip thing was given to me. That way they know how to use me, what might be wrong with me and whatever else. Its rather handy I think. See Im not all human anymore, a part of me is droid. Im not sure how much but it means that I can understand almost any lanugage that way I can serve any master. It was an upgrade accroding to my first master, he thought it would make my life better."

Giving off a small shrug she smiled and blinked at him. It was like talking about her life as property didnt bother her. She had been altered to think so, at least for now.
 
"What makes you think I'd help you escape?" Eva stood up, "After all I just came here to make a business arrangement with your captor." Perhaps the young woman assumed that because she was also female she'd be sympathetic. Eva had seen women sell out their own sisters before and knew that truly nothing was sacred with those of the lowest morals in the universe.

Eva looked around. "However the idea of staying here and waiting for the Fleet's ShadowStar is not in my plans." Quickly drawing her pistol Eva shot out the five cameras in the room. "C-6, get that collar off her. We're going into the air system."

With a grin, Eva turned to the other woman. "Lance sent me." She had thought that would be reassuring.
 
Lance Hawkins

"Achoo! *Sniff*"

Lance scanned Elsa mark as she insisted on his shops computer. He pulled up info on one Fitz Nexus not much information was displayed however. He probably had most of his info unlisted, but if Lance need info on a customer he had a way of getting it. He fired up a hacking program he traded with a customer for services, and in no time he had everything he needed on Fitz. Where he lived, what his hobby was, where he liked to hang out, even his favorite color.

Elsa's tag was efficient and useful, but there was no excuse for what they took from her.

"Alright lets go and pay this bastard a visit. Here you should probably put these on." Lance handed Elsa a bandana and some welding gogles to hide her appearance. "We're going to get your freeedon one way or another."

Lance said with a wicked smile as he opened his secret hach and went down to grab some 'tools'.
 
Elsa Moon

Once Lance handed her the goggles and bandana she wasted no time putting them on. She watched him vanish into a small hatch to get whatever it was that he needed. It was rather odd but nice that he was helping her. It made her smile and that was something new. It was fun to smile. It made her laugh.

Elsa also wanted to know what she looked like with all this stuff on her head so she went back into the bedroom and soon found a full lenght mirror. Her small features where hidden well behind the bulky bandana and goggles. She struck a few funny poses as she waited for Lance to return or to call for her. Behind this get up she felt brave. She felt as if she was someone she had never been before. This surprised and scared her as she stood there looking into her own eyes behind the dark plastic of the goggles.

Jumping back from the mirror she ripped everything off. Her heart was racing. What was she thinking, they were sure to capture her and beat her back into submission. Shaking too her core her fingers turned to ice and the mask and goggles slipped from her hands. Panic was setting in on her as she could almost feel the heavy colar around her neck all over again. Rubbing her neck in idle thought Elsa lost track of time.

She could hear him yelling and calling her names. Elsa scanned the room back and forth as she drew a ragged breath. Nearly panting she felt sick. Holding her stomach she tried to steady herself as the room spun. There was more shouting.. Who was shouting? Elsa blinked but all she could see was the steam of the cooking pots. There was steam and hissing as the food started to boil over.

"ELSA!!" "Answer me, where are you? !!... What the hell are you doing?"

It was him, it was his voice... covering her ears she lowered to the floor.."No.. no.. dont hit me please dont hit me.. Im sorry.." Her flash back sucked the life right out of her. Panting and in a daze Elsa hid in lances bedroom forgetting that she was no longer with that bastard, but rather free and safe, with Lance.
 
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