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Martian-Human Rp (M. Muse & Kattz)

It was time to get up like every other morning. 7 am meant it was time for breakfast. She would quickly eat and then change her clothes so that she did not smell so bad as to disturb those that she was working with. Perhaps she would be given the luxury of water this morning, perhaps, if she was smelling particularly awful, even some soap. She couldn't recall the last time she was allowed the luxury of soap. The days tend to blur together without the luxury of the sun and sky. 2478 shook her head. These thoughts were not useful right now. She needed to hurry up or she will be scolded, possibly punished.
 
(Ahh bloody....ignore this one, hit send on my laptop by mistake)


 
At the moment Altier has found himself in an underground assembling and research base, him touring a local installation at the bequest of the higher ups. The main reason for his presence isn't known to the individuals of the underground labs but they did know not to interfere with him, orders coming from MAD were not something people of Martian culture ignore. With that in mind he walks the halls glancing through the walls of thick glass that separate the slaves from the free, conditions on the other side of the glass far more hazardous than those of the Martian workers in the place. No matter how many times he sees such things he always finds himself questioning why he is here and if he is doing the right thing, more times than naught he always comes around to a simple answer. The answer he always settles on is a resounding No, him knowing that this isn't right but at the same time he always questions himself as to what he could do about it. ...or at least he use to wonder that, today things were going to change.


One Martian couldn't change the ways others think and their customs, such a thing would be unheard of in his culture...so in that case he will make history, or at least try to. With that he let out a sigh and looked over at the other members of MAD that had came with him, one of them looking over at him and asking with a slightly worried expression, "Sir are you well?" To that he simply nodded and pointed over to the door that led into the slaves working area, him saying with a slight nod, "I would like to see the slaves work stations now." The other soldier replied with a shocked expression, "But sir that's...we might catch something." He looked over at the soldier and narrowed his eyes, the soldier instantly saluting and making his way over to open the heavily locked door....them walking in shortly after.
 
Slave 2478 did her best to ignore the harsh scolding one of her workmates was receiving. She was quite skilled at her job and managed to be a whole 4 minutes early for her shift although it meant almost choking on her gruel of a breakfast. The part of today's set of tasks was to grease the machine parts with synthetic oil to make sure that they would run smoothly. She wondered why they called it synthetic and what the word meant. We're there other types of oils? No. No. That wasn't her place to know.


Throughout her thought process as she diligently worked on her little project, 2478 kept a careful and much practiced blank face on. She was so absorbed in her thoughts and work, however, that she didn't notice that the foreman had pushed the slave boy he was yelling at towards her until it was too late. It was quite the miniature catastrophe as careening into her had caused him to fall down which caused her to fall which caused the synthetic oil she had in her hands to spill onto the head overseer.


She stayed as still as possible as she remained on the ground with wide eyes frozen in fear. All she could think about was whether her shock collar would be activated or if he was so angry that he would forget about it and go straight for her. If he did, would it be a beating or would he start to choke her? She was small enough and he looked big enough to lift her in the air with one hand closed around her neck like many other masters who could not afford the collar did before.
 
Altier made his way into the slave section, it seeming to be a centralized location where the gears and such are housed. As he walked through the place he noticed that a foreman was getting rough with a slave boy, it being quite obvious that the foreman was an utter idiot. With this in mind he walked over just as the boy knocked into one of the other slaves, it appearing to be a human girl. Altier knew what was going to happen after the oil which she was using spilled on the foreman's head, at best he would shock her with the collar she wore. Altier thought briefly about how this could benefit him later, him placing his hand on the foreman's shoulder.


The foreman looked back with a very annoyed face but it quickly changed as he realized who it was, "Oh sir, I apologize for this slaves mistake." Altier raised a brow and looked over at her grinning at that moment, "Hmm, her mistake?" He looked back to his two men and said while motioning to the foreman, "Men take this idiot away." The foreman started to plead but it was pretty much pointless at the moment, MAD's orders are law after all. Altier looked over at the next ranking Martian and said while he pointed at him, "Looks like you have been promoted, try not to screw up like you predecessor."


After all of that happened he looked down at the girl who was about to get punished, him smiling lightly down at her so that the others didn't see him do so. He paused before he left and was in a hushed tone, only so that she could hear it, "In fifteen minuets be next to the exit if you want to see what happens next." He at that moment figured she would work, it seeming that she was adept at the technological side of things and she surely didn't want to stay around here much longer than necessary. He walked away and out of the slaves work area, him thinking as he makes his way down the hallway finally away from his soldiers, 'Everything is in motion..."
 
A master spoke to her. One of a higher position than the foreman he had punished before he could punish her. Be next to the exit in fifteen minutes? He even went so far as to threaten her life, saying if she wanted "to see what happens next." Surely this meant that he had a much worse punishment in mind for her clumsy blunder than the former head overseer did. Slave 2478 gave no physical response as she replaced her fearful expression with a blank mask once again. When the time came, 2478 did as she was previously told waited patiently by the exit. She could only wonder what cruelty the master had in plan for her, but her imagination was limited to only the punishments she had heard about and received herself. Still, it was at least extensive enough to let her mind wander and produce a small shiver of dread down her spine.
 
Altier had wondered what was going through the previous slave girl that he gave the tip to, him figuring on her thinking it was a punishment to be dished out. However as he stood there he wondered about her expression which would present itself when the time came, him thinking on which would appear. The imagination of a captive was at times limited which is a result of years of captivity and abuse. That was something that really got to him, his current plan stemming from many things but the slavery was the biggest match that had set the fire at which he was going to let tower. He has not the wisdom to know how such an endeavor will end but at the same time he has the courage to see what was about to occur without a seconds pause.


With that all going through his head he started to count aloud, him hitting the side of his holster as he did so, "Ten...Nine...Eight..." Some workers in the building were watching him with raised brows, conversing with each other about the imposing MAD officer. "Five...Four...Three.." he continued opening his eyes and starting to walk down the hallway, a sword in his left hand as he did so. A Martian worker noticed the weapon and quickly rushed away from him, hiding in a nearby janitors closet. "One," he said at a whisper, as he started to bolt down the hallway toward the slave area he was previously at.


Just as he said 'One' an explosive went off in the slave quarters, and similar ones simultaneously went off all through the complex. This was his revolt, this was his way of giving the middle finger to the country he so foolishly followed all of his life. As he rounded the corner he stopped at the door for which the slave girl was standing by, by now probably wondering what in the hell was going on at the moment. The door opened and he said with a raised brow and a grin, "So you ready to blow this two star resort?" The numerous explosives that he had covertly planted all over the place were strategically placed to allow the slaves to fight back and give them escape routes, him tired of seeing all of them with no hope.


He offered his hand to the slave girl, and gave her a 'if you want to live, come with me' look. He wasn't sure what the girl would do but he sort of figured she would prove her worth, figuring she surely has had enough time in this hellhole. His view on the world is that slavery is outdated and quite honestly the Martians...even with their space travel capabilities are far more inferior than the humans.
 
If there was one word that Slave 2478 could use for the current situation it would be one that she heard a master's child learn as she scrubbed the floors: overstimulating. Or perhaps it was two. She knew that the word "over" was one word, it was possible that "stimulating" was another, but what she also learned from those lessons was that there was such a thing as compound words. Words that could be combined to form a new word. It was all rather confusing. It was over stimulating. Much like the current situation.


The master was holding out his hand to her. 2478 wondered what a "resort" was but she recalled that yet again it wasn't her place to know these things. She put her arm in the master's hand for it was far above a slave's station to put their filthy hand in that of a master's. She waited patiently to be lead along to their destination. With a blank expression as always, she silently dreamed of seeing the sky again and wondered how long it had last been.
 
The mannerisms that she exhibited were those that a season slave would have, avoiding direct eye contact, not grabbing ones hand, and the blankness of her expression being some examples. With her arm in his grasp he made his way down the corridors, all of the Martian workers trying and failing at keeping the place under control. It was quite obvious that quite a deal of the slaves were going to make it out, with this much commotion it was inevitable. That of course was what he was going for, him wanting to free the ones that are in this station and also crippling the production while he was at it. If he was going to give the middle finger to his own planet it might as well be both hands.


As they approached the exit of the place he noticed that there were two guards at the door, who were probably sent there to keep anyone from escaping. When they noticed that he was charging at them with a slave girl they instinctively took up a defensive position, luckily they didn't have any projectile weapons...such things are forbade in a place that uses combustible materials. As he drew near to them it was pretty obvious that they knew he wasn't on their side anymore, so he did the only thing that he could. He knocked back their attacks and dropped them, it seeming that they were quite dead as they lied on the floor. He wasn't an officer in MAD for his looks he was and is quite capable at many aspects of soldiering.


While they were obviously no threat anymore he reached back and took hold of the girls arm again, making their way out of the sun deprived station. When they made it out the sun was perched high in the sky, no one but them being in sight at the moment. With that in mind he sat on ne of the nearby cycles that are used for reconnaissance by the Martians, the soldiers that came with him being the ones that brought them. He looked over at the girl who was most likely at this moment, reveling in the sun which she had probably not seen in who knows how long. He said aloud as he turned the cycle on, there being room behind him for her to get on as well, "So, you coming?"
 
Slave 2478 shielded her eyes from the blinding sun with her free arm. She was so used to the dim corridors of her underground world that she forgot how bright light could be. The momentary pain made her forget about the death she had seen only moments earlier. Blinking for her vision to return as she rubbed her eyes she saw that the master was atop a cyclic vehicle. When he brought up the matter of if she was coming she immediately jumped in shock and moved toward him. She couldn't believe that she let herself be stagnant for so long as to keep a master waiting.
 
As the girl got on the cycle her started down the path, figuring that this wouldn't be that much of a ride. The station which they just got out of was actually pretty close to the border, which is the area that separates the human and Martian controlled areas of the earth. It isn't a wall or anything though, that would be sort of pointless and it would take up a crap load of resources to build. The Martians control one half of the earth and the humans control the other half, Martian control stretches across the entire Eurasian continent, seeing as how that was the spot they attacked first. Japan and china didn't last that long, the Martians seeing those two areas as the most threatening due to their swelling populations and technology.


At the moment they are in Germany and making their way to France, the western edge of Europe still being in Human control. North and South America are the two continents that the Humans still hold, Africa being a constant contest over the two. Now that all of that is said and explained Altier focused on getting out of what use to be Germany, luckily no enemy transports were in the area at the moment. With all of that in mind he speaks aloud just before he turns up the speed, "Hold on Miss, we need to speed up." For as long as Altier has lived he has never treated a slave badly, which raised many brows from his subordinates but they knew better than to say anything about it.
 
Miss. This master was a strange one. Perhaps he had mistaken her identity? No that would be a hard task to perform. She was quite sure that she wasn't dressed like a mistress and she certainly did not smell anything like one. She was so lost in her thoughts that she forgot to do as she was commanded and had to rely on her reflexes to keep from flying off as she tightened her grip on him.
 
Altier laughed lightly as she obviously had forgotten to brace herself for the sudden increase in speed, which he figured by how tight she had gripped onto him. Absentmindedly he wondered what he was going to do with the girl, seeing as how she obviously doesn't have anywhere to go. Most slaves that have been in captivity had lost their families early on so searching for a mother or father would be fruitless, which kind of annoyed him to no end. Honestly he wondered why he didn't rebel sooner, seeing as how he never really wanted to accept many of the Martians rules and traditions. With all of that in mind he said aloud as they crossed the dividing line, "You know you're quite the interesting person, I could use an assistant."
 
Slave 2478's mind whirled with over stimulation again. They were moving so quickly that she had to hold on tight enough so that she would not fall off. The only time she had ever been at this speed was when she was on the labor train being transported with the slaves, tools, and other cargo to their next work place. Even then, the only view of the outside was from slits of light flashing from slight openings in the doors. When he asked her a question, 2478 wasn't ready for it. She internally panicked a bit at only catching the last word, but calmed down when she realized that she did not understand it's meaning and therefore probably would not have known what he meant anyways. Slave 2478 opened her mouth to yell above the sound of the wind. Her cracked, unused voice creaking out for the first time in a long time. "I do not understand the meaning of your words master."
 
He glanced over his shoulder hearing her speak a full sentence for the first time, him saying in a lighthearted tone, "There's no need for that master talk." He paused for a moment as he looked back ahead at the road, him adding with a nod, "You're free now, you don't have a master anymore." He knew that this information wouldn't be easy to accept for the girl, seeing that she had probably been conditioned by now to accept such a life. Regardless of the happenings he would accept responsibility, seeing how he was the one to take her form the place he sort of felt responsible for her.


They started to pull up to the earthen command center in France, it being surrounded by enough fire power to take out a load of Martian forces. One thing that the Martians didn't expect that he had expected was the humans adaptability, them turning Martian weapons and other machinery against the Martians themselves. Altier had made a deal with the leader of the French contingency, the deal being that he would defect and provide information that he had taken from Martian High Command. In exchange for that he would be allowed into the Earthen Defense Force, and the only one that would know he is a Martian is the Leader of the EDF. Altier would like to just be himself but there are many humans that would not accept the help of a Martian even if he was offering a sure victory.
 
2478 furrowed her brow even further than when they took off at such a high speed. His words weren't making sense. And "free"? What is that supposed to be? "I'm sorry, but do not understand ma- er, sir." She wondered where exactly they were going to, this situation was highly unusual.
 
He replied without turning around, him figuring that she would not have been taught words that would not aid her in her work, "The opposite of being a slave." His response was succinct and didn't warrant anymore explanation, him figuring that she at least knew what a slave was. With that in mind he figured on explaining where they were going, him replying in a matter of fact tone, "And as to where we are going." With that he paused and then added as he turned the corner to reveal a massive operations post, "The base of the EDF, or the Earth Defense Force."
 
The opposite of being a slave? The only things other than a slave were masters, mistresses, and Martians who were workers that were neither slave nor master. It was all confusing to Slave 2478. What could he mean? She was not a Martian of either status because she was not a Martian at all. That was what a slave was and was forever to be. Was there some piece to the puzzle that she was missing? And this Earth Defense Force, what was that supposed to be? 2478 racked her brain for potential answers. "Earth" was all that comprised of the ground that she walked on. "Defense".... she wasn't entirely sure but she believed the word to be in some relation to protection. And "force?" When you make someone do something? Someone is making someone protect the earth? Nothing was making any sense. Things were falling less and less out of the norm of things and 2478 hoped that her curiosity didn't break through her blank mask of a face. The last thing she needed with all the over stimulation was to get in trouble for her wandering mind again.
 
As they pulled up to the building the guards at the front stopped them and questioned them as to who they were, him handing his papers that were sent by the leader of the EDF. He however wasn't planning on bringing someone with him on his way here so he didn't have any documentation for the girl which would be a problem. He cleared his throat and thought up a quick plan, him replying to the guard as to her identity, "The girl, oh I found her on my way here." He paused and then added looking back at her, "It seems that she was wandering along the road, I think she escaped from a Martian slave transport."


He knew that if he would have said where she really was they would most likely take her into custody and question her about her job there, which would most likely just cause her to reveal things that command wouldn't want revealed yet. The Leader if the EDF made it clear that no one here was to know about Altier's involvement in the attack on the station. Altier looked back at the girl and places his finger over his lips as the guard turned around to confer with his superior, it being obvious that he was indicating her to keep mum about what had really happened. The guards allowed the both of them to drive through and into the military city, him looking back as they pulled into a parking complex, "I'm guessing you only have a number and not a name."


That was the way of the Martians, if they didn't have a real name the slaves would not be prone to individuality and dangerous thoughts. With that in mind he stated after he had stepped off of the cycle, "In that case how about Kaishi." He paused and looked over at the girl who probably had a confused look on her face at the moment, adding with a warm smile, "Since this is your new beginning."
 
"What is a Kaishi?" She asked, thinking that it was yet another derogatory term she was to be called. Everything that was happening was strange. She tried her hardest not to look about at her new surroundings. Not looking in the general direction of a superior showed lack of attentiveness and was a punishable offense. At the very least though, this man seemed less aggressive than others.
 
He paused for a moment and then replied as he helped her off of the cycle, "Kaishi is the loosely Japanese word for Beginning." He double blinked as he stretched by holding his arms high over his head, the ride being a bit of a long one. He added as he stopped stretching, "Seeing how this is the start of a new life for the both of us, I thought it was fitting." He looked back over at her after a short pause, him placing on finger on his chin as he spoke aloud, "Do you not like it?" In truth she had probably never been able to pick something for herself before so in hindsight perhaps he should let her pick her name.
 
Taking a respectful stance with her head slightly bowed as she had been trained to do, 2478 thought for a bit before responding. "Whether I like it or not doesn't matter much ma- er, sir. I just do not understand it's purpose." 2478 wondered if her curious tendencies were showing through all the moments of her lack of understanding. She hoped that she would not end up punishment for it, although she surmised that the chances of that happening were becoming less and less.
 
"You are quite the odd one," he replied with a slight wavering in his tone, him having met many slaves in his life but this one was by far he most conditioned one that he had met. The other ones still held some semblance of who they were before hand, and in some cases they even remembered their original name. This made him think that she could have perhaps been raised as a slave and never knew what freedom was, which would explain her tendencies. With that in mind he placed his hand on her head-it perhaps seeming that he was about to strike her from her perspective-and gently petted her, him saying in a warm tone, "Well I'm sure you will eventually, for now just know your name is Kaishi."


He let his hand fall from her head and he turned to walk to the elevator of the building, him looking back as he does so, "Alright, lets get going Kaishi." When he looked back he offered her a light smile, it being quite obvious that he was happy to be out of the never-ending turmoil of Martian society.
 
2478 tried not to flinch as the man reached out his hand to what she assumed was to harm her. She received a surprise when the punishment was much more gentle than what she had expected it to be. She stood still in awkward shock, not sure of what to do or expect next. "Alright, let's get going Kaishi." He called her by a real, actual name. Not a number. Kaishi stood still for a moment before following obediently along.
 
The elevator ride up took a deal of time, seeing how the command center would be at the top of the building after all. He simply stood next to Kaishi as the elevator passed by each floor, no one getting on as it was going up. He glanced over at the newly named Kaishi, her seeming to be quite nervous even though she was attempting to hide it. With that in mind the doors opened and opened up to a high-tech command center, I being quite obvious that the humans have taken Martian Warfare and molded it to their benefit. He made his way over to the commander and gave him a human salute, as to not draw attention from the people around him.


Altier replied with a nod, followed by, "Sir things are taken care of." He paused and then added as he glanced back at Kaishi, "There were complications but no one knows what happened at the station."


The commander looks over at the girl and gives her a slight glare, him replying with a nod, "Understood, and what do you suggest doing with her?"


Altier looked back at her yet again and could tell that she was a bit worried about his response, her surely thinking about what a Martian master would do in this instance. However he replied, "If it is okay with you sir I would like to look after her." Altier knew that due to his inactivity up until now many slaves were taken and forced into servitude, and he was not about to let another one fade out again.


The commander thought on it for a moment and then replied with a slight nod, "Understood Lieutenant, watch after her." It was apparent that the commander knew what had transpired in the station, and that he knew that she was a slave. He handed Altier a card and dismissed him.


With that Altier walked back to Kaishi and placed a hand on her back to lead her back to the elevator, "That went smoother than I thought." With that he laughed lightly as he entered the elevator with her, him glancing down a the card slot. He slid the card in and then out again, the elevator going down, right, down, and then right again. Eventually the elevator stopped and opened up to a living area, it seeming to be an apartment like living quarters. He stepped out of the elevator and then looked back at the girl, saying with a warm smile present, "Welcome to your new home Kaishi."
 
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