Futuristic Break the Chains

[Sludge]

“Oh there definitely is. I know the ins and outs of the place better than any other guard that still works here. I know how to get out, how to steal a ship, and how to get us our freedom back.

Get us our freedom back. Charlie dissected the word in his mind. Freedom. The way the man said it, it was implied that he had more freedom before he got into this place. It sounded like something valueable. Something he was going to fight for. Charlie couldn't relate,

but helping this man would be a human thing to do.

The clone relaxed his facial muscles and gave the man his brightest smile "You can consider me interested."

He extended his hand. "Charlie. I am good at, uh, damaging people."

He held the hand over his tray for a few seconds expecting the man to politely introduce himself. All while smiling like they hadn't been thrown in prison minutes ago.

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When another inmate suddenly threw herself onto a seat inbetween then,

It startled Charlie. The clone had good ears. He wasn't used to having someone sneak up on him. Wait, how much of the converstion did she hear? Ah, she heard everything.

"My name is Re-L, I'm called the Gourmand around here. I made that."

Charlie had a feeling he was going to have trouble handling this type of a person, but chose to stay optimistic. "Nice to meet you, Re-L. You too are welcome to sit down here, I guess." His smile did not falter. Good.

The boy stared at the bowl that she pushed towards him. The chunky brown pieces of oatmeal were stuck within a brown sludge. It looked suspicious to him.

Upon closer inspection the porridge was quite different from the nutritional biopaste he was used to. The biopaste wasn't tasty, but it wasn't untasty. It had a consistent color, substance, complete absence of smell and, to top it all off, it was rich with nutrients!

This on the contrary was anything but consistent. It had biological origin and it greatly concerned him. Who knows what she could have put in it?

Charlie looked at the Gourmand's expecting face, then back at the bowl. He raised a fork above it.

"Don't worry I won't tell on you. I'm quite good at keeping secrets. But I want to leave too and if you'll let me join I'm able to get you knives and access to the guards passages and the garbage shoots. If you want it of course."

Ah phew. Change of topic. He placed the fork onto the tray.

"Ah that's up to the schemer himself." The boy nodded towards his newfound collegue, looking as natural as he could.

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[Simple_Traveler]

Rai-Xian had accepted the bowl and returned the cook's bow.
"My apologies. I had not intended on insulting your meal," he said politely before the woman strolled away. The insectoid certainly didn't expect to meet any cheerful beings here. Who ever this woman was, she definitely peaked his interest. Taking a look at the bowl's contents it seemed to be your typical gruel they served to prisoners, but once the smell wafted over Rai-Xian's olfactory sensors he was taken slightly a back by how good it was.
Shame I don't have much of an appetite right now. This is leagues better than what they served me in that jail cell. The warrior thought to himself while continuing on his way towards the table he'd spotted. Only now it had people sitting at it. Two of them he recognized as his fellow newcomers while the third was the cook who'd given him the oatmeal. They seemed to be discussing something amongst themselves. How curious.
However Rai-Xian didn't pay further mind to it as he attention was grabbed somewhere nearby. A young woman, confined to a wheelchair, was being handled roughly by guard. The Zengranite hissed lowly upon seeing this. Had these guards no honor?! It was one thing to strike at someone while they were restrained, but it was another thing entirely to menace one that was seriously crippled. With a hard glint in his sapphire colored eyes Rai-Xian managed to reach the pair in five long strides before he snatched up the guard's wrist holding the woman's collar.
"Release her," he stated coldly.
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[Siren77]

Ezro accepted the boys handshake firmly, smiling all the while. “Well as you heard earlier my names Ezro. It’s a pleasure to meet you Charlie, I know for certain skills like yours will be essential for this escape and a crew.” So far so good, he’d managed to get at least one person on board for the time being. Of course that didn’t last long as before he knew what was happening a woman had wedges herself in between himself and Charlie. She introduced herself as the gourmand, which brought a wide smile to Ezros face. Already he liked her, as her positive and happy attitude seemed to lift up just about everyone around her. But more importantly she was one of the people he had been desiring on board for the crew. Yet she was the one to approach him instead.

While he was keeping a collected demeanor, he was practically jumping up and down for joy in his head. ‘YES!!!! Oh this is perfect! If I can pull this off it’ll be good eating for the rest of my days!’ All in all, the assets she had were fantastic. He already knew how to access the guard tunnels, but the trash shutes would make for easy movement about the place. They just had to get to the flight deck and it’d be smooth sailing from there. “I’d love to have you on board with us Gourmand, you seem to have a lot of critical information as well as a god given gift with cooking. It’s quite fantastic. Tell me, what’s your name?” Two down and just four more crew mates to go. He still needed to get the Zenarate on board, as well as a decent hacker, a medic, and a engineer. Hopefully there’d be people here who could fill those tasks.
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[TenshuZninja]

The guard who had escorted her inside turned her around, she saw the snarl that seemed to be part of inferos' welcome wagon as he un-cuffed her. "It seems your safe from the humiliation your fellow prisoners got. But not for long." Kalgura drew her lips past her sharp teeth to give him a feral snarl of her own. The one he had dropped from his face and he stalked away to join other guards in placement about the area. She followed the other prisoners to the dining area. The aroma in the air had wafted out and had beckoned her to immediately join the lunch line. She never in a million years would have guess that Inferos had a decent cook staff but the smell of the food everyone was eating implied that they did, her stomach grumbled rather loudly and she half wondered how long she'd been unconscious for. She looked about trying to distract her mind from the stabbing in her stomach. Her curiosity piqued as she saw several of the new inmates already forming relations with each other. Her time came and she received her bowl of hot oatmeal, the scent wafted into her nose and she began to drool as the pain became more insistent. She looked around for a place and seeing the insectoid inmate (she really needed to brush up on the many races about the galaxy) already stirring trouble she turned away. The humanoid looking boy and male were already chatting it up with another female quite happily, she didn't want to just insert herself into their discussion so she turned to the last place she saw an opening for herself. Besides the human woman who'd been on the stage, a fellow new inmate. She found a seat across from the silent woman and could sense the edge in her feelings as well as the void in them. She thought it would be best if she sat and quietly ate her food, she wasn't exactly keen on having a conversation anyway. The first bite was the best and Kalgura took the time to savor it before she could no longer hold back her hunger and began to quickly scoop it into her mouth careful to avoid hitting her teeth. It was funny she thought, the differences she noticed when it came to the relation of her surrounding to herself. The spoon was a metal of some sort and if it hit the fangs in her mouth it made a bell like sound. As if subconscious thought caused it the next moment in her attempt to get the spoon in her mouth and out quickly it did just that. She paused for a moment, her mouth hanging a bit open and the spoon just beginning to exit. She gave a curious glance around before settling on the face of the woman before her, deciding with that, perhaps she should slow down even despite her hunger. But when she looked at her bowl it was now empty. Kalgura's lips thinned ass he put the spoon in the empty bowl unsatisfied. She wondered if she could trouble the woman for just a bit of her oatmeal. Pai Chan

 

[Awoooken0004]

The guard slowly let go and got in the mans face as he stared the Zenarate in the eye. He was about tempted to punch but decided not to. He picked up his gun and walked away. Amanda fixes her collar and readjusted herself on the wheelchair.

“Thanks... um, what’s your name?”, She asked as she looked at the Zenarate. “I’m Amanda, the only person in this prison confined to a chair”, She said as she meant it as a sarcastic manner.

 

[The Suspicious Eye]

Knowing full well in some sort of way Erzo was excited to have her introduce herself, she focused her attention on the clone boy who would not eat. She would be lying if it didn't bother her slightly, as a chef it's only natural to want her food to be eaten. Only partially listening to Erzo, right on cue she answered without hesitation. "Oh didn't I say already? It's Re-L. Thank you so much. I am glad you enjoyed it Erzo," she replied her eyes still resting on the clone boy she smiled at him kindly. Tilting her head she looked the scrawny boy up and down. His concern was clear on his face, did she do something to the food? Is that why she wants me to eat it? Everyone thinks the same thing. "Your name... it was Charlie right? I heard about your story on the television in the kitchen. I don't know how long your life has been so far but listen to me. There is so much of this vast and beautiful world you have to discover. New experiences just brimming with the potential to be amazing!" She pointed to the bowl, "if you only have the courage to take them."

Taking a deep breath she made a fist and placed it square on her chest, before she spoke. "I make sure to bring out the best of myself when I prepare a meal for others. Who I am is in my cooking. I would never tarnish who I am to hurt another. Never. That being said I won't force you to try my cooking but I wish you would. The one thing I love to see most is others enjoying what I make from them." Beaming at him warmly, there was a slight hint of sadness in her brows as she wondered if he'd still decline. Oh well hopefully I'll get the chance to make something just for him and maybe he'll eat it then. Sitting up she looked over to Erzo, "I assume you'll be looking for more people. I know someone who'd love to get out of here." Picking up her scent next to a recent one she smiled. Placing a gentle hand on Erzo's shoulder she ran her free hand through her hair. "Let me know the whole list of people you want and when you want this done. I can get you all assigned onto the cafeteria duty so you'll be out of your cells earlier than the others." Patting his shoulder twice she looked back at Charlie and smiled before turning to see the Zengranite protecting little Amanda from a guard.

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Oh?! Moving briskly through the rows of tables she walked behind the Zengranite and saw Amanda, collar ruffled and looking exasperated. Leaning over she looked at the girl with an over exaggerated amount of worry in her face. Knowing how much Amanda hates her doting all over her Re-L tries he best to keep her distance, but she rarely gets the chance to spend time with the girl, given her busy schedule. Inching closer she could feel her heart beat faster and faster, blood coursing through her veins. "Fennekins..." She pouted ever so softly as she inched by the Zengranite until she couldn't contain herself anymore. Pouncing on the girl she wrapped her arms around the girl and snuggled her tightly against her. "Oh Fenne~kins!! Were those mean guards bullying you again?! Are you alright?! They're so mean to you! Why won't you let me keep them awaaaaayyy! You know I hate leaving such a cute little girl all aloonee! But you don't like when I gush all over youuu! So I keep my distance and they bully you again!! It's not fair!! You're so cute!! Why won't they leave you alonneee! Such brutes! I ought to knock some stern words into them! But you're safe nowww! I'm so glad!! Let me keep you by my side at all times o~kay Fennekins? " Snuggling the girl tightly as she pouted outloud her struggles she looked over at the Zengranite.

"Ah! It's you. The new inmate." Letting go of Amanda she bowed to the alien as she stroked Amanda's hair. "Thank you so much for protecting my adorable little sister. I am in your debt." Looking up at him she gave a warm smile, "if there's ever anything you require I'd be happy to help you." Now using both her hands she began to stroke, comb and now braid Amanda's hair into loose twin pigtails. "Oh! How did you enjoy the meal? I always try to appeal to everyone's sense of taste and smell so I'd love to hear your thoughts."

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[Pai Chan]

Laura looked at the red head as he went to his seat. She assumed that he had merely accidentally tapped her as he passed. So far the man was her least favorite person in the prison and associating with him would likely result in trouble since he most likely had a target painted on his back due to his earlier outburst. It wasn't long when the table he sat at was full of all types, most of them being people she arrived with. Maybe, they were getting to know each other because they had arrived together and sought allies. But from a guard's perspective it must have looked suspicious. That was a lot of people being in a single space and that woman's voice was loud.

Then someone sat at the same table as Laura. At first she leered at the new company but they were silent. The former doctor supposed this was fine. Most other tables were already taken. A small commotion with the insect alien being a hero took her attention once again. She was disappointed. Being a paragon must have resided in a Zengranite's blood. Soon he also joined the group of the red head and others. Laura's attention then shifted back to the elf sitting across from her. After a moment of staring she pushed her bowl of food until it made contact with the other woman's tray. An invitation to take it.

Then there was another tap on Laura's shoulder. She looked up to see a tall man with pearlescent skin and jet black hair was staring down at her.

"So you're the one that plagues entire colonies?" Laura barely acknowledged the man even as he spoke. She had a feeling she knew where this was going. The man was either going to praise her or he was very upset at the doctor's earlier work. The man seized Laura's collar and brought her up to meet his gaze. "I'm talking to you." The man seethed. Laura remained silent. What would she say?

'Oh, no, you got the wrong girl.'? His mind was already made up either way. The display the warden gave, earlier, only confirmed the man's suspicions then. And Laura was pretty sure her face was plastered on the news shortly after her capture. The syndicate going down wasn't exactly a small achievement. They weren't just some street gang. They controlled planets, colonies, and stations throughout the galaxy.

"I had family on Oasis-9." The man continued. So that's what this was about... "One moment they are there and the next the entire colony was wiped out due to chemical warfare." Laura remembered. She remembered all of her victims. Not through guilt but because it was satisfying. A small smirk displayed on her face as she recalled the memory. Now she met the man's gaze with her own.

"It's what happens when you disobey the Syndicate..." Laura said in a low tone. The lack of remorse only angered the man further and now they were getting the attention of others in the mess hall.

"Women and children resided on that colony! My wife and daughter were there." The man yelled. Laura's smirk disappeared. She didn't like her personal space invaded and now she was being yelled at. Laura wasn't entertained anymore. She was annoyed and growing impatient quickly.

"They were dead the moment you were dropped on this planet. Thank your god you weren't there to suffer the same fate." The statement was the breaking point for the man. He raised his fist but was caught by one of the guards. A baton hit and a tase later he was subdued. Laura raised her hands in defense once the guard had first intervened. As the man was being dragged out of the mess hall Laura kept her gaze on the man as he looked at her with rage in his eyes.

You're dead...

Laura mouthed with the small smirk returning. Once the doors closed Laura sat back down and tossed the fork onto her tray that she held in her hand during the entire exchange. The woman turned her attention back to the elf.

"Did you also have victims you'd like to complain about?"

 

[Awoooken0004]

Amanda almost had fallen out the chair when Re-L had pounced on her.

“How many times do I have to tell you. Do not pounce on me, your gonna make me fall over”, she said as she lightly patted Re-L’s back awkwardly. “Also I’m not your sister, nor am I little. I’m only in my 20’s”, she added as she knew enough Re-L wouldn’t listen and can’t control herself. She then listened to the Zenarate’s and Re-L’s conversation. She then realized Re-L was braiding her hair into twin pigtails. “I swear, your gonna be the death of me mentally”, Amanda said as she covered her face as some prisoners laughed.

 

[Siren77]

Ezro was about to respond to Re-L but she up and left from the table leaving himself and Charlie behind. He wasn’t sure what else to say to the clone, so he kept silent for the most part. There was no telling how he’d be able to find others to get on board without his plan, but if fate was willing they’d surely come and he’d be able to get off this bastardized hell of a planet. Suddenly, amid the mans thoughts an allergy siren beeped three times followed by an automated voice protocol. “Attention! Attention! High risk prisoners are entering the cafeteria. All inmates be advised. Officers report to the warden immediately.” The transition happened so quickly. Every last one of the security detail managing the mess hall left without another word. All of them had this look on their face that screamed trouble. As they left, another door slid open on the other side followed by some of the gruffest looking sons of bitches stomping into the cafeteria. High Risk prisoners were always, ALWAYS, kept in their cells at all times. Their meals were eaten their, and they were never released for mandatory exercise or anything. This wasn’t supposed to be happening, why the hell was this happening? Suddenly it struck Ezro, the warden had planned this as a sick form of entertainment. These high risk inmates would be far from on good behavior, so brawls and murder were almost imminent. Ten in total stepped into the cafeteria, before the door slid closed behind them and every lost one of the doors clicked indicating they were locked. ‘Dear God... we’ve literally been sentenced to death in this place.’

Ezro turned to Charlie with a worried look on his face, “I’d be ready for a fight, we may just have to battle for our lives.” All of the high risk prisoners didn’t bother grabbing food and instead went about their way finding a seat in the crowded hall. Ezro caught sight of one headed their way and avoided eye contact. It wasn’t long before the towering behemoth stood over them, glaring at Ezro. “That’s my seat.” “Somehow I doubt that considering this is the first time you’ve been let out in who knows how long.” It was only then that Ezro turned and got a good look at the man. He was surprisingly old looking, with a pure white scruffy looking beard but no hair on his head. There was a massive scar over his left eye, and some of his teeth were missing. All in all he fit the description of big and ugly. “Someone’s get a deathwish.” The brute said before grabbing Ezro by the scruff of his shirt, but the ex officer didn’t seem to care and looked rather bored. “Listen I’ve had a rough day, why don’t you go find somewhere else to sit before you get hurt.” The man roared with laughter, indicating an obvious no to Ezro’s statement. “Alright, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Ezro tightened up his hand into a fist before driving it straight up into the brute’s chin with a crack. The man reeled back in pain and releases Ezro, and the ex officer wasted no time in digging on overhook, shooting in on the mans leg, and with his superior strength he lifted him up on his shoulders. There was a pause before Ezro leaned to the side and slammed the old man down and through the metal table. Almost instantly, the other inmates reacted to the sudden display of violence and before Ezro could even blink the cafeteria went to complete madness devolving into an absolute Riot...

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[The Suspicious Eye]

Giggling softly at Amanda's cute little retorts Re-L playfully bounced her new pigtails as the Zengranite spoke. (I'll expand this later)

Hearing the announcement Re-L was surprised to hear it. "Well this is certainly a first." Watching the brutish men as they walked in Re-L couldn't help but be interested in them. I wonder if they've gotten the chance to try my cooking or they simply served the poor men the horrible slop that was here before? Shrugging she assumed the latter, as a inmate herself she wasn't allowed to make meals constantly and for everyone like she'd want. This place, inspiring as it is, was a punishment after all. Rocking on her feet she patted Amanda's head and spun around the girl's chair without making a single sound. Looking up at the Zengranite she tilted her head ever so slightly as she spoke. "This certainly seems like trouble our lovely warden wanted. I'm going to make sure my darling baby sister is kept safe from it. Would you like to join me, Mr. Rai-Zan?"

While her body was focused on the Zengranite, her eyes were tracking the movements of the high risk prisoners. Her nose twitching as she caught their scents, squid ink, cashews, Laceleaf, iron, rock and blood, they were not to be taken lightly, nor were they the type of prey she would go after. Watching as they made their way over towards Erzo. "Oh dear." Not knowing the man well, she could tell by his scent and his introduction earlier that he was the type to certainly get into trouble. "He's certainly going to need some help." Considering for a moment she looked down at Amanda and kept her priorities in place. Letting out a sigh she shook her head "I'm no good at all this fighting business. If only a morally upright and well trained fighter could help him. I think he'd do something great for them. If he doesn't die." Glancing back at the Zengranite she smiled and walked off, wheeling Amanda towards the Kitchen's serving counter as Erzo tightened his fist and slammed it into the inmate's face.

Hearing the commotion behind her she picked up Amanda's chair and placed her into the kitchen. Hopping over the counter herself she began to wheel the girl to the back and placed her beside a television. Patting the young woman's head happily before leaning back. "There you go, lovely. I'm sure you'll do just fine here." Looking over her kitchen staff she placed a hand on her hip, "anyone of you joining better get out there. If not I think I want to try some baking with the leftovers." Watching a empty plate fly through the open serving area Re-L extended her hand out and caught it. Well at least it's empty. Placing it down onto the table she shook her head. "Hopefully that will knock some sense back into them."

The kitchen inmates looked at eachother, most were pacifists or too weak to fight, and all knew that they'd likely lose more than they could gain in a scuffle. Re-L smiled. "Fantastic!" And pushed a blast door button as a heavy metal door slammed onto the counter that separated the kitchen from the cafeteria. "Let's get to work shall we? I'm thinking tarts!" Pulling out a bag of flour she tore it open and spread it across the tables.

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