Sightless
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Flames flickered through the Lab as she slammed the man against the wall. The light illuminating the blade at his throat. "How dare you do
this to me!" he spat at her. "I am your master! You must obey me!"
She slowly drew a second blade and raised it above here head. "I am free of you now." She said, her voice barley audible. She brought the blade
down, piercing between his ribs and pining him to the wall. "And you are nothing."
He screamed at her, flailing weakly against her armor. "You'll never get away with this, they'll hunt you down, they'll drag you back and
you will wish you stayed with me!" His blows weakened as his blood flowed freely, pooling at his feet.
She stood and waited, watching as the life left his body. When she was sure he was dead, she reached out and pulled her blade free, his body collapsing into
the pool of blood.
She turned and walked away, her old life burring to the ground behind her.
***
one week latter
"Excuse me ma'am, but the library will be closing soon."
She looked up from her book at the young librarian and closed the book she had been reading. "Oh, I'm sorry, I lost track of the time." She
replied.
Getting up she placed the book back on the shelf and made her way to the exit. The young librarian waving good bye as she left. She had come to enjoy
visiting the library, it made a good refuge during the day, that and the shear number of books was slightly mind boggling.
As she made her way across town to the warehouse she was holding up in, she started going over her plans for the night. Hopefully the power main she hooked
her armor into had succeeded in charging its power cell, her escape had practically drained it dry.
Reaching the warehouse, she looked around to make sure no one was watching, then clambered in the window, slightly cursing the fact that while her former
master had given her a very athletic body, he had also seen fit to give her ridiculously long hair, it always seamed to get in her way, almost as if it had a
life of it's own.
Finally making through the window, she dropped down to the floor and paused, in the middle of jumble of mess she called her bedroom, was a plain cardboard
box.
Slowly she circled it. it hadn't been there when she had left that morning. Meaning some one knew where she was. Carefully, almost expecting it to
explode, she opened it.
Nestled inside were 3 power cells and a slip of paper, picking up the paper she saw a noted jotted on it.
"A gift from some like minded friends."
Looking around she tried to figure out who could have done this? It was unlikely it was Crey, they would have put a bomb there, or something equally nasty.
She removed one of the cells from the box and gave it a once over.
It had a full charge and looked a lot more advance than the near dead one in her suit, meaning that the mysterious "friends" probably ran
something similar to her. It slowly dawned on her that the only other group that would probably have access to something like this was the Sabers of Paragon…
so was this a invitation?
She went over to her suit and unhooked it from the power junction, then swapped out the cells, smiling as the suit made a slight hum, after a moment she
striped down and put on the armor, it would be good to see what it could do with a full charge.
Before leaving she flipped over the note and quickly wrote a reply in case her benefactor dropped by again.
"Thank you for the gift, love Caecus Sabre."
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a little something for my newest saber. name and background arn't quite worked out, but i'm getting there.
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Flames flickered through the Lab as she slammed the man against the wall. The light illuminating the blade at his throat. "How dare you do
this to me!" he spat at her. "I am your master! You must obey me!"
She slowly drew a second blade and raised it above here head. "I am free of you now." She said, her voice barley audible. She brought the blade
down, piercing between his ribs and pining him to the wall. "And you are nothing."
He screamed at her, flailing weakly against her armor. "You'll never get away with this, they'll hunt you down, they'll drag you back and
you will wish you stayed with me!" His blows weakened as his blood flowed freely, pooling at his feet.
She stood and waited, watching as the life left his body. When she was sure he was dead, she reached out and pulled her blade free, his body collapsing into
the pool of blood.
She turned and walked away, her old life burring to the ground behind her.
***
one week latter
"Excuse me ma'am, but the library will be closing soon."
She looked up from her book at the young librarian and closed the book she had been reading. "Oh, I'm sorry, I lost track of the time." She
replied.
Getting up she placed the book back on the shelf and made her way to the exit. The young librarian waving good bye as she left. She had come to enjoy
visiting the library, it made a good refuge during the day, that and the shear number of books was slightly mind boggling.
As she made her way across town to the warehouse she was holding up in, she started going over her plans for the night. Hopefully the power main she hooked
her armor into had succeeded in charging its power cell, her escape had practically drained it dry.
Reaching the warehouse, she looked around to make sure no one was watching, then clambered in the window, slightly cursing the fact that while her former
master had given her a very athletic body, he had also seen fit to give her ridiculously long hair, it always seamed to get in her way, almost as if it had a
life of it's own.
Finally making through the window, she dropped down to the floor and paused, in the middle of jumble of mess she called her bedroom, was a plain cardboard
box.
Slowly she circled it. it hadn't been there when she had left that morning. Meaning some one knew where she was. Carefully, almost expecting it to
explode, she opened it.
Nestled inside were 3 power cells and a slip of paper, picking up the paper she saw a noted jotted on it.
"A gift from some like minded friends."
Looking around she tried to figure out who could have done this? It was unlikely it was Crey, they would have put a bomb there, or something equally nasty.
She removed one of the cells from the box and gave it a once over.
It had a full charge and looked a lot more advance than the near dead one in her suit, meaning that the mysterious "friends" probably ran
something similar to her. It slowly dawned on her that the only other group that would probably have access to something like this was the Sabers of Paragon…
so was this a invitation?
She went over to her suit and unhooked it from the power junction, then swapped out the cells, smiling as the suit made a slight hum, after a moment she
striped down and put on the armor, it would be good to see what it could do with a full charge.
Before leaving she flipped over the note and quickly wrote a reply in case her benefactor dropped by again.
"Thank you for the gift, love Caecus Sabre."
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a little something for my newest saber. name and background arn't quite worked out, but i'm getting there.