Lenus' Room

The soldier sighed. "Nothing to worry about, these bullets lack the ability to kill unless you're very specific with them. Granted, she was a handful..." He replied, before adding: "Shall we have the Overlord inspect her before we transfer her? He didn't like the last girl we brought him..."

All the while, Dr. Anders grabbed the plugs which Lenus had yanked out of her earlier, and began to re-attach them to her, in spite of her thrashing! "Now now... hold still or this will hurt more than it should be." He said coldly, feeling the back of her neck for the socket before finding it. "I'll bandage her arm after we finish downloading the data. And if I speak frankly, that slime ball didn't seem to mind chewing the poor girl up in spite of 'not liking her'." He commented, filling the room with further dread.

Lenus wrote:Lenus let out a shrill cry as more rounds slammed against her body. She fell onto the bed again, barely able to raise her chest to return her gaze to the Wraith. She was confused for a moment, before her eyes turned to the shadows which formed from the mist! Before she could react, they entangled around her, snapping hard around her arms and legs with thin, shadowy wire like tendrils! "Eyah?!" She cried, even more confused. She thrashed her body, her large tits swaying with her movements, she cringed and tried to pry herself away! "Wh-what?!" She exhaled, her naked body slick in sweat did nothing to aid her in her escape attempts! She craned her head towards the Wraith, bearing her teeth. "I'm not going to go quietly for some bag of shrouded bones!" Lenus exclaimed, thrashing wildly!

"And I do not exxxxxpect you to my dear, but your willingnesssssss issssss not a requirement." answered the undead horror. "Ssssstill, if you have enough fight in you, you may win your life and freedom in the Arena. Keep that in mind."

Crimson Knight Brigade wrote:The soldier sighed. "Nothing to worry about, these bullets lack the ability to kill unless you're very specific with them. Granted, she was a handful..." He replied, before adding: "Shall we have the Overlord inspect her before we transfer her? He didn't like the last girl we brought him..."

All the while, Dr. Anders grabbed the plugs which Lenus had yanked out of her earlier, and began to re-attach them to her, in spite of her thrashing! "Now now... hold still or this will hurt more than it should be." He said coldly, feeling the back of her neck for the socket before finding it. "I'll bandage her arm after we finish downloading the data. And if I speak frankly, that slime ball didn't seem to mind chewing the poor girl up in spite of 'not liking her'." He commented, filling the room with further dread.

the creature shook it's head. "I perssssssonally don't care if he likesssss her flavor or not. My ordersssss are to make ssssssure the information isssssss retrieved, and that sssssshe remains combat worthy for the battlessssss sssssshe will fight. He might not win her at all. Won'[t that be a kick in hissssss teeth. He may be the acting ambassssssador, but I am the will of our Empressss incarnate, and I can assssssure you, there are worsssssse fatessssss than being a toad'sssss dinner."

Lenus growled behind her restraints, biting at the doctor who went to plug her back in, and suddenly was jolted with an intense sensation that flowed throughout her body, her irises contracting! She convulsed for a moment as her mind shifted, code and data she was unaware of flashing through her mind fleetingly, her irises becoming dull and empty as she entered a weird state of consciousness and unconsciousness. It was like sleep paralysis, but not quite...

"Win.. my freedom? Fuck... you. I won't entertain the likes of you, the CKB or this 'toad' you speak of-ahhhh..." She moaned, her fingers and toes curling.

Darkstorm Zero wrote:
the creature shook it's head. "I perssssssonally don't care if he likesssss her flavor or not. My ordersssss are to make ssssssure the information isssssss retrieved, and that sssssshe remains combat worthy for the battlessssss sssssshe will fight. He might not win her at all. Won'[t that be a kick in hissssss teeth. He may be the acting ambassssssador, but I am the will of our Empressss incarnate, and I can assssssure you, there are worsssssse fatessssss than being a toad'sssss dinner."

The soldier chuckled. "It would certainly seize his gloating. Even so I suppose the escort team should so he doesn't take it out on one of us later." He says.

"Its coming through now. The procedure will take a few more minutes." Anders spoke up, turning to the woman in her less active state, and began to inspect and patch up her wounds on the Wraith's behalf. "She's a quick healer, but as ordered by the Professor we removed her regeneration implant. If she's going to be disposed of, its best to remove the gear better suited to a proper soldier than a disposed shell." he explained, not bothering to suture the wounds, simply applying antiseptic and bandaging them with clean, linen wrappings.

Lenus was unable to do anything, her mind foggy by the odd formulas and calculations spiraling in her head now. She didn't even react as the doctor began to bandage her up. It was like having tentacles creep into her mind, stirring up her thoughts and bringing up memories; however they were odd and disturbing memories she didn't remember. Like the Dr. Warawaji speaking to her like a human... kissing, sleeping by his side naked... of him tweaking with her brain, of lines of code that didn't belong in her programming nor her memories. She felt shocked, appalled, betrayed. "What... is this....Dr. Warawaji...what did you... do to me?" She asked the air, feeling a sick, sinking feeling in her stomach, and tears running down her cheeks.

Ignoring her, the Doctor patched the woman up, and returned to observing the download of data. The CKB Soldier all the while turned to the Wraith and shrugged. "I guess everybody has their own way of handling staff, be they mortal or demon. Someone you don't like, ends up being sent to the front lines or an obsolete department to waste away. Others, are treated like they're king shit of dick mountain, but in truth there is always someone more reliable pulling their strings." The soldier states, on the topic of the relationship between Wraith himself and the Overlord downstairs.

The Wraith did not respond directly at first, once the data download was underway and Lenus subdued, the Wraith let the tendrils go. "Ssssssee to it ssssssshe issssssss combat worthy. Remember my wordssssss." the Wraith hissed, before departing the room and headed back downstairs.

Darkstorm Zero wrote:The Wraith did not respond directly at first, once the data download was underway and Lenus subdued, the Wraith let the tendrils go. "Ssssssee to it ssssssshe issssssss combat worthy. Remember my wordssssss." the Wraith hissed, before departing the room and headed back downstairs.

The Soldier did not respond back, only observed as the Wraith left the room. He then turned to Doctor Anders. "She seems a little off, but her combat form was still impressive. She may fair better than the last few competitors, she is...was one of the Technical Division, still under the Crimson Knight Brigade." He spoke, observing her. "She's not injected with Crimson Genes, she lacks the color in her eyes. Still she managed to make minced meat out of two of my buddies, and knocked the other out cold." He added, somewhat impressed.

The Doctor shrugged. "Impressive or not, she's nothing to the CKB now. Still, we were lucky that Wraith Lord arrived when he did, or we'd face the combined wrath of Professor Hojo and the Empress I suppose." Anders replied, finalizing the data transfer. "Okay... the data is transferred. Originally, the Professor wanted us to remove her cyber brain, but since this new development I suppose its best its destroyed in the arena. In the event she survives, alert Major Nyte so he may track her down and eliminate her, he has that big sniper rifle of his; it'll do the job." Anders coldly ordered.

"You're science staff, you have no authority to give me orders Doctor." The Soldier briskly replied. "Unless you're wearing a pin that says otherwise, or your General Lionheart, you can order me till the sea swallows the land, I won't abide your orders. Major Nyte tasked us to follow Professor Hojo's orders, and its the only reason I'm still here." the soldier sharply commented.

The doctor shook his head. "You military types..." Anders grumbled before transferring the files over to a flashdrive like device. "There. Finished. Now we have the late Doctor Warawaji's research on file. Just gotta wipe the data from her mind..." he continues, ready to alter Lenus' brain.

The soldier grunted. "Oh there was one more objective Hojo gave us..." he explained, screwing in the cylinder to his side arm's muzzle, raising it at Ander's head:



There was a small flash of light, and what sounded like a mouse sneezing before crimson splashed the monitor and the odd technical devices; Anders slumping over the keyboard and limp in his chair. The soldier then turned the weapon on the unconscious Dr. Lucien, and shot him in the back of the head as well. "I never liked the egg head department." He sighed, stashing away his pistol, before removing the storage device from the equipment. Hojo was paranoid the Doctors would steal the research he desired, so ordered a 'XX' scenario, which was fine by him. Casualties resulting from the woman's escape attempt, just as planned.

He stored the flash drive into a pocket and then turned to the woman. "Needs to be in battle ready condition, a brain wipe would ruin it." he said out loud, removing the plug from the back of her neck. He then lifted the woman without effort, and began to make his way down stairs with her, leaving his unconscious companion behind for now- who, being next to Lucien, had been splashed with blood from the late doctor's exploding head. The soldiers knew each other well enough that the sight of blood wasn't something to be startled of, so he assumed once he woke up he'd be fine.

Lenus was still in a haze, even as the doctors were murdered, she disconnected and then being lifted by the CKB soldier that had remained. She was limp in his arms, the effects of whatever process the said doctors had done to her were still strong. "Wha..." she moaned, trying to move... but was unable to. She was carried out into the hall, a balcony immediately faced the door to her room that overlooked the second and ground floors below. She could see odd monsters consuming the Brothel's esteemed 'Belly Dancers'. She, among others, did not envy that job. The said men and women were safe, 90% of the time... then again, those who ran this place made exceptions if the price was right...

She tried to clench her fists, but it was weaker than she wanted to grip. Her mind and body were however slowly returning to normal though, so it only meant it was a matter of time...