[IC] Space Pirates of the Ceres Sector

[TheUnknowable]

Apollo was lead through an airlock and into the cargo hold. "Ok," said the Slaver that lead him there, "Sit down and be quiet."

"But, uh, Mister?" he said to the slaver, pretending to have brain damage like a Gen 4. "I gotta go."

"No, you gotta stay here." the Slaver responded.

"No," Apollo said, crossing his legs, "I gotta go pee."

"Damn it." said the slaver, then looked at the other Slavers bringing slaves in. "I'll take him to the bathroom, then catch up." The other two Slavers nodded, then walked off. "Come on, follow me." he said to Apollo.

Apollo waited until they were down the hall and he was sure that there were no other slavers around, then stuck his handcuffed arms over the man's throat and pulled backwards. The man tried to get away or call for help, but Apollo was much stronger than him and his throat was too closed off for him to talk.

When the man collapsed, Apollo pulled his arms from around the man's neck and grabbed the release for the handcuffs. After his hands were free, he picked up the Slaver's gun, a simple rail pistol, and made his way back to the cargo bay. The two guards there saw him but the surprise of seeing a slave with a gun delayed them enough for Apollo to shoot them. He grabbed one of the guard's auto-rail carbines, then started releasing slaves, giving the other carbine and the pistol to two other, non-Ankaran, slaves. "Are we leaving, brother?" asked one of the Gen 4s that he released.

"Yeah, but first we have to get all of the bad guys off the ship so we can go home."

The other Ankaran smiled and slapped him on the back. "Let's go home." it said.

[TalijaKey]

''Well this is a De javu.'' Jack mussed into his chin as he sat in a cell of a slave transporting ship. He shared with a few humans...they were Arkane? or maybe the Mo-something subrace of humans? He really had trouble making the distinctions between the races of humans. S. sighed, to learn that was on his to do list for 2 years now. Maybe he should actually get it done?

One pair of eyes shifted to the two guards in front of the cell. He knew the ship was headed for a slave auction, and that they would arrive in a few days. He eavesdropped on the guards, just like he was doing now. Hearing their gossiping of bad cook and hot slave in some cell.

He was planning his escape, Jack was positive the best moment would be just when they arrive at the destination. Until than he didnt really believe for a opportunity to show itself. In the same second the Ubxoronn was thinking that the guard let a gasp of surprise out. Clamming Jacks full attention, just to see him get shot just as easily as his buddy.

''Such a good thing I didnt bet on that.'' He spoke aloud another human came up to the cell wearing a gun, it was clear as day that this one escaped and a logical plan was to free more slaves if only to cause more of a chaos for a distraction.

Once the two pair of handcuffs fall off his arms he happily received the weapon. Checking to see if it is loaded he looked around, giving a look over the man who just freed him. He appeared strong and determent, and he did free him just now... Reasonable it would be to stick with them until the first stop, it was his gut feeling telling him to trust the man.

''Are we trowing them out in space or are we being nice and putting the bad guys in a Escape ship and leave them? Well the one who surrender?'' he asked as he walked to the corner and picked around. The rest of the Slavers crew should come and check on the noise in the cargo area. Focusing he started moving up the hallways and quickly he found another guard. Jack shoot him with the carbine. Moments later he was holding his weapon ready for another shoot while searching the persons pockets.
He offered the extra gun to the black man who freed him. Keeping a knife to himself, unlocking more slave cells.

''Whats your name? I am Jack S. navigator at your service.'' Jack offered eyes searching for more of the enemies.