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Bakamono · (This post was last modified: 07-06-2012, 02:23 AM by Bakamono.)

The quartermaster looked up from his datapad as the woman spoke, his distracted expression quickly turned to surprise. 'Uhm ' Hai well, let me check with medical.' He mumbled to himself as he ambled off to inspect the racks of weapons. 'O hai - 'the pretty one' they said, the 'nice one'. Nice like thermite!...' He returned with a case and tapped again at the pad 'they will be here soon Commander, Lieutenant-Commander' he bowed to each. Moments later a whitecoat arrived with a clear vial. He nodded to the armourer 'Hideaki ishikawa biometric chip sir' handed the vial over, bowed and left.

The armourer opened the case and withdrew a repeating pistol ' which he stripped in a matter of seconds. He scanned the vial, placed the pad down. He looked to Hideaki and emptied the vial into one hand, secreted the tiny chip into the one of the larger components, before reassembling the piece again quickly. Handing the weapon to Ishikawa he spoke 'Everything else is standard, save that no one but you can fire it, without first removing the chip ' which I doubt anyone would find. Oh! the first time, you might feel a little sting' he warned, smiling.

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Meanwhile in the mess-hall...
"Eya," she gave a short giggle "I simply thought you would benefit from seeing how different things could be compared to your cell life. Allow me to expound"

"This sudden attention forces an immediacy to your situation. There are some who would hand you over to black dragon society.' she raised her spoon to signal she meant to go on as she swallowed another mouthful of ice cream. 'This buys me something, but I do not need political favours, and it seems overly cruel considering other points.'

'I could have it publicly known that you 'accidentally' died in whilst in transit ' This gives me renown with The Society, but nothing else and explaining would be messy.' she gestured dismissively with another full spoon.

'Some say I should simply release your body into space, and forget about this whole incident. - a time honoured tactic, but again, worthless.' she paused as she ate. In the stark light, Her gaze seemed to focus more keenly on Yuki ' the subtle mechanical contractions of her right iris betrayed its organic appearance.

'Unlike some of them, I believe your life has value.' She took a sip of tea. 'I believe your life can be made-over, into something that serves the republic and weakens its enemies. Through re-conditioning you could become something other than Yuki ayaka, Your past would be stripped away, your body and mind honed to be weapons.' She chewed a piece of pork, pointing her chopsticks upward. 'finally, the government would have you sent back to the dragons, as a pro-republic agent and informant . This is meritorious, though I cannot ignore the risk of you going 'native' again.' she speared a sliver of fish a waggled it to and fro 'Of course neither of these options comes without a leash.' She looked to the unscarred woman as if waiting for her to say something.

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