They're at Lagrange 4? Okay, I'll have to edit one of my previous posts, then.
More, heavier things...
Master's Slave sat on the bed in the cabin that New Master had led her to, and wore the jacket that he had given her. She hope that he would be pleased with the modifications she had made to it.
She strode over to the full length mirror framed in dark stained wood and critically examined herself. Her dark hair cascaded down to the small of her back in gentle waves, framing her nearly symmetrical face. Her catlike ears stood proud and alert on top of her head. She smiled at her voluptuous figure and her tail snaking out from the hole she'd cut in the back of the former jacket. It now resembled a cross between a race queen dress and a Victorian military uniform.
She knew that she'd lost several things trying to prevent Old Master from harming her littermates... she shook her head and tried to remember why calling them her littermates sounded wrong. She adjusted the opening at the collar of the jacket/dress until she thought Master would be pleased with her appearance. She arranged herself artfully on the bed according to her training.
She felt another pang at that, and was vaguely able to remember crafting the device Old Master had used to train her as a slave. She couldn't remembr what she had been like before Old Master had used the device to maker her and her littermates. When she thought of what she had been, it became a generic humanoid figure driving a taxi.
She felt a burst of pride that she remembered her skills from before, if not how she got them. Surely New Master would find her useful! And she would prove herself to Master with all the skills she had. From her navigational and linguistic skills to the conditioning Old Master had given her, everything she had would be given to New Master.
Maybe Master would be pleased enough with her performance to give her a name! He already had given her clothes, so she knew that Master cared for her.
She smiled when she heard master's steps in the hallway and prepared herslf for his arival.
"Master's Slave" is the pilot of the Checker Cab and is intended to be a tragic figure, but also a source of comedy. As she is now, she is very DearS-like in her appreciation of her relationship to her "Master," Captain Corcoran. She will eventually get a name [it's already picked out], but it will result in even more craziness.
I see her previous life as having been a tour driver like Corcoran was before he bought the Pinafore. The cab is a 1982 Checker in New York City livery. Very roomy and more comfortable than if she had been driving a modern cab. She had made a Handwavium device that let her learn languages rapidly by effectively downloading a CD or DVD Berlitz course directly into her brain. "Doctor Moreau" had taken control this device and downloaded certain movies that shall remain left to the reader's imaginations, but would include e-texts or movie versions of the Gor books...
I may just synopsis the plot points that will get the Pinafore to the Con:
The marshal takes the scumbag from the brig to be dealt with, but informs the Dobbses that they have too much Handwavium still active in their bodies to be allowed back dirtside. Thomas and Allison join the Crew.
The marshal also brings a rep from the TSAB aboard and Captain Corcoran receives letters of marque from the United States government, signed by the President Him/herself. {depending on who we want, storywise, to win the 2008 election}
I almost want Captain Corcoran to be the one who transports the SOS-dan to the Con, or is the one who brings Mikuru back from an errand on the Moon. Nevertheless, he does bring 8 fen and a cargo of Doritos along.
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''
-- James Nicoll
More, heavier things...
Master's Slave sat on the bed in the cabin that New Master had led her to, and wore the jacket that he had given her. She hope that he would be pleased with the modifications she had made to it.
She strode over to the full length mirror framed in dark stained wood and critically examined herself. Her dark hair cascaded down to the small of her back in gentle waves, framing her nearly symmetrical face. Her catlike ears stood proud and alert on top of her head. She smiled at her voluptuous figure and her tail snaking out from the hole she'd cut in the back of the former jacket. It now resembled a cross between a race queen dress and a Victorian military uniform.
She knew that she'd lost several things trying to prevent Old Master from harming her littermates... she shook her head and tried to remember why calling them her littermates sounded wrong. She adjusted the opening at the collar of the jacket/dress until she thought Master would be pleased with her appearance. She arranged herself artfully on the bed according to her training.
She felt another pang at that, and was vaguely able to remember crafting the device Old Master had used to train her as a slave. She couldn't remembr what she had been like before Old Master had used the device to maker her and her littermates. When she thought of what she had been, it became a generic humanoid figure driving a taxi.
She felt a burst of pride that she remembered her skills from before, if not how she got them. Surely New Master would find her useful! And she would prove herself to Master with all the skills she had. From her navigational and linguistic skills to the conditioning Old Master had given her, everything she had would be given to New Master.
Maybe Master would be pleased enough with her performance to give her a name! He already had given her clothes, so she knew that Master cared for her.
She smiled when she heard master's steps in the hallway and prepared herslf for his arival.
"Master's Slave" is the pilot of the Checker Cab and is intended to be a tragic figure, but also a source of comedy. As she is now, she is very DearS-like in her appreciation of her relationship to her "Master," Captain Corcoran. She will eventually get a name [it's already picked out], but it will result in even more craziness.
I see her previous life as having been a tour driver like Corcoran was before he bought the Pinafore. The cab is a 1982 Checker in New York City livery. Very roomy and more comfortable than if she had been driving a modern cab. She had made a Handwavium device that let her learn languages rapidly by effectively downloading a CD or DVD Berlitz course directly into her brain. "Doctor Moreau" had taken control this device and downloaded certain movies that shall remain left to the reader's imaginations, but would include e-texts or movie versions of the Gor books...
I may just synopsis the plot points that will get the Pinafore to the Con:
The marshal takes the scumbag from the brig to be dealt with, but informs the Dobbses that they have too much Handwavium still active in their bodies to be allowed back dirtside. Thomas and Allison join the Crew.
The marshal also brings a rep from the TSAB aboard and Captain Corcoran receives letters of marque from the United States government, signed by the President Him/herself. {depending on who we want, storywise, to win the 2008 election}
I almost want Captain Corcoran to be the one who transports the SOS-dan to the Con, or is the one who brings Mikuru back from an errand on the Moon. Nevertheless, he does bring 8 fen and a cargo of Doritos along.
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''
-- James Nicoll