Marvin's third newest slave is one of the more mysterious of his strange, dysfunctional, psuedo-family.
Cornellia Mayer, as she was named before Marvin acquired her and changed her name... was an overworked seamstress who worked on Planet Denver, in one of the dilapidated, cold factories manufacturing cheap clothes for export. She is a woman around 35, tall, rather pretty, although not a bombshell.
Her 'on again, off again' husband, Halford 'Hal' Mayer, as he was known, was a infamous gambler in the back streets of Denver, Planet Denver. He created the profession after he won a few Blackjack games gambling away the last of his savings after losing his job. Halford was a sailor aboard one of the hundreds of hoverboats fishing Denver's cold oceans.
The company employing him and a hundred other sailors went out of business when Denver reached its centennial glacial maximum, the resulting deep-freeze killed all of the squid that sold for quite heavily in foreign markets, and henceforth destroyed company profits.
Hal won quite a sum in a long run of blackjack playing in Denver's backstreets. He even was accused of card counting, and in these tough backstreets that is quite a charge. Little did they know, however, Hal was nowhere near smart enough to pull cardcounting off, and was merely on a lucky streak.
His winnings and luck both ran out.
In fact, his ever-prevalent gambling continued and took the family into a deep state of debt. Hal had no job, and felt as if he'd be in an endless loop forever.
Cornellia was working throughout this entire time, her salary was nowhere near enough to keep up with rent as well as Hal's -awful- loans to the various sharks that resided in Denver's basement.
One day, he brought Cornellia to one of his games, hoping to impress her on one of his winning streaks, as he thought she was going to leave him, with his massive debt looming, she could escape nearly scott free if she secured a divorce as the debt was purely in his name.
His luck was not coming back...
So he did what anyone would do in such a situation, wanting to impress his 'friends'...
He bet his wife on the next hand.
She didn't know of course, not yet, at least...
The sharks smiled and, with their endless stream of brilliance, eminating largely from their X-Ray Specs they'd been using the entire time with Hal...
Won Cornellia Mayer.
Hal ran from the bar, door slamming behind him. One of the accompanying sharks guarded the door from Cornellia's escape, and another, as she was trying to push her way out, knocked her out with a blunt object squarely to the back of the head.
She awoke, half naked, in one of the holding cells of the slave market in which Giraldo kept his wares untill they were sold. They were filthy, and cold, almost like a kennel for the average dog.
It was brightly lit, with a central aisle. There were at least 30 other peices of 'property' in this chamber, and there were several more chambers like it aboard 'Giraldo's ship, the Fortune of the Night.
Cornellia screamed untill her lungs burned like fire, about how she would get back at Hal for the predicament he placed her in.
Like in a prison, she became attached to her fellow captives. They would communicate with notes slid across the floor underneath the cell door, in a diagonal fashion, as the cages were built directly across from one another, so if one wanted to communicate, they'd first have to slide their note to the cell in front of them, and then he/she would have to slide it again to the original sender's adjacent cells.
She became sort of a godmother to the two girls who were adjacent to her on either side, both in their early to middle teens.
They were sisters.
When they were both sold to different masters, Cornellia threw the fit of a lifetime, like a mother being seperated from her pups.
She threw such a fit that the prisonmaster had to put her in chains.
She remained that way untill one day, a depressed, lonely Marvin came looking for a good time.
He never really had a mother in his life, and was looking for one...
with benefits.
He spotted Cornellia, and scooped her up like a family itching for a new pet after their own had died... as if to get the kids to forget about the one whose departed...
Marvin disliked her last name with great intensity, due to the fact Mayer was the last name of a rather loudmouthed teacher aboard Corinth he remembered and hated, she was incredibly mean to young Marvin. Always knowing he was the best of his class, yet never showing appreciation to him.
So he changed her name to Savior, as that is what she was to him when he was feeling lonely...
Fulfilling him in multiple ways.
Ever since she was acquired by Marvin, she has fit in rather well, in comparison to all of the other slaves.
Like former Drill Seargent Peters, she fits securely in the 'mother' spot to Marvin's slaves, comforting them when they are down, provinding for them what she can.
As for Marvin, when she is not 'servicing' him, she acts as a waitress to his large, luxurious balls.