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Slave to a Gang: Chapter 9
Cops and Robbers
Rocky did not feel comfortable. The uniform was corny and embarrassing as it was, but the fabric chafed badly. He’d almost rather go naked. It didn’t help his nerves much that Dimitri was extremely unhappy about letting him go off alone, but he’d shown that he could handle himself respectably well. That said, the way Sun-Loak assisted him in looking the part while in complete silence was not soothing his nerves at all. It wasn’t until the uniform was all in place that he finally opened his mouth. “Tuck in your tail. Stand up straighter.” The sudden commands, gentle though they were made him jump, and he tried to adjust his posture as he was told, but it still took a little man-handling from Sun-Loak to clarify just what part should go where. “Shoulders back, you’ll have a heavy rifle slung over them. Head down a bit, you are not in command.” A finger under his chin lifted his head back up some. “You are
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Slave to a Gang: Chapter 8
Justice and Retribution
Raki sat in the detention room for what felt like hours before someone came to talk to him. He could tell by the uniform that he was an ISA official. "I do apologise for the wait. We had to wait until your STAR arrived to question you."
Raki sunk a little in his seat. "Quina's here?"
He had a seat at the table, across from him. "She is going through security now, should be here any min-"
He stopped and looked up as the door slid open, and Lady Quina walked in, dismissing her escort, before looking at Raki and sighing. "Oh, Raki – in trouble already?"
"I apologise for hauling you all the way out here, STAR officer. Regulations demand that you be present for all slave handling on site."
"I know." She said, sitting next to Raki, and quickly glancing around. "Where is his lawyer?"
The officer blinked, and frowned. "Lawyer? Oh…" He laughed, struck by a sudden wave of realisation. "You misunderstand, Officer. The boy here is a witness, not a defendant. T
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Sabotuers
Postage
Drae'ie clutched his stomach lightly after he was done materialising. All the innovations that came to be with the digital conveyor, they hadn't found a way to keep it from scrambling your insides so you felt like a bad case of vertigo every time you rode in one. Still, if you were on a public wage, it was probably the only means of travel between planets with speed. Taking a ship would probably be months of travel if you couldn't afford hyperdrive transportation. Not bloody likely on his pay. Not like in the day…
Stepping out of the capsule, he glanced quickly around to make sure he was at his correct location, more than once he'd arrived at the wrong terminal, but ground zero was correct and he was only a block from his apartment. A 2 minute walk to the building. A 5 minute elevator ride. He couldn't help but smirk at the irony every time he thought about it. Not that there was much to smirk at anymore…
Times were rough. The galaxy had undergone a major uph
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Slave To A Gang: Chapter 7
Gunning for Trouble
"Yea, yea, yea, I hear you." Leven grumbled, rubbing his shoulder. Normally Kidi and him would be up much earlier than this, but they'd all had a late night last night when Ross and Marlo made it to the semi-finals on Stellar Crisis seven. This was the championship of all gamer championships, and nobody wanted to miss it. They were the favored duo, placing fifth on galactic leaderboards for the espionage special op missions and team slaughterhouse.  As it was, three hours straight, they finally hauled their score back up into first, and snuck off with a seat in the semies.
As it was, they were all very tired. Kidi was in the bathroom, cleaning her wings, and someone decided it was time to ring the door buzzer. So, he slapped the door controls, and it slid open. "Good morning…"
"That is a matter of opinion, now state your business, you're disturbing the dead." He grumbled, rubbing his eyes.
"I am Raki's STAR, I am here to negotiate his contract
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Abduction
Sam took broad strides down the mudded path. It wasn't unknown to him, he walked it frequently. Not that he was forced to, he just did. He liked the place – it was the only place he could talk to himself without getting stares. He wasn't schizophrenic or anything, he just wrote a lot, and his mind worked too much when he couldn't write, so he took time to act out the good bits, polish them up and organise his cluttered mind. If he felt like it, he would walk no matter the weather. This time, it was lightly raining, just enough to generate a very beautiful rainbow in the sky above the canal path, but not hard enough to obscure it. It also explained why the path was so muddy. But as with the start of any tale – fate had long decided to flip the tables on him for once.
When he got to the canal lock gate and sat on the ancient wooden gate handle, listening to him was not unlike listening to the dialogue of a movie playing in the background. At least until the rai
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Slave to a Gang: Chapter 5
Reposessed Again
It was a mute day. Rocky, as usual, had been disturbed by Kidi and Leven, both being the morning people that they were, and set about his habitual chores. Empty the dishwasher, set out the breakfast fixings (nobody expected him to cook, simply because they'd all agreed it was best to let everyone make their own a long time ago - especially when, for example, Zakar could die if he ate Gregor's food) and ensure that the aerocar's fuel cell was refreshed. Of late, Gregor'd asked him to heat up the oven first thing, as he was using it to bake parts. Rocky'd never thought to ask why, not after he saw Gregor collecting a kitchen fork to fix a broken fuse in a laser cutter. To be honest, Rocky'd never seen what happened to half the projects he'd helped him work on, but he knew better than to ask. If he didn't know something, it was because he didn't need to know. He learned that very quickly after asking what was in the boxes he helped moving around so often.
Still, at
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Slave to a Gang: Chapter 4
Discoveries
Raki never got used to it. They never abused him, but the humiliation was often more than he could stand, and some nights he found himself crying himself to sleep, which was nearly as bothersome as the events that brought him there. He'd been taught to clean, and even mop in the kitchen. He could wash dishes – and was frequently sent as a go-fer' but the menial labour was taking it's toll on his spirit. On the other hand, he was allowed to hang around with the boys in his off time, and was picking up more specialist chores here and there. Tiko was in charge of the weapons store the gang ran, so sometimes Raki was allowed to come down and help out, cleaning and sorting the ballistics. He even started to learn how to assemble and use the different types of guns, though Tiko never let him fire one. And that wasn't all. With his ever increasing strength and size, he frequently was requested by Gregor to come assist him in the garage and the workshop. Imanzi enlisted
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Dragons from the Depths: Chp 7
Fact-Finding
We touched down well outside the city, before turning into smaller animals to draw closer unnoticed. Frankly, the astute would wonder what four short-range birds were doing in this arid wasteland, but they are less conspicuous that two sets of dragons and riders trying to land in the city. And as I had hoped, no one even looked out way when we found ourselves a shady alley to hide in to retransform. I tidied myself up from the flight, nearly being knocked over by Lyle as he turned back into an elf. "Now listen – we're here for two things. I'm going to the head of the inquisitorial order to find out what their troops were doing in Arcadon. You head for the custodian of books, or someone – anyone – just find out where the fire of Arcanoc was hidden."
"Isn't that a t-?"
"No." I asserted firmly. "I want to do this. They must be targeting me, and I want to know why, how, and on whose orders."
"If they're targeting you, is it wise for you to stroll on in there you
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Slave to a Gang: Chapter 2
Repossessed
Raki watched from behind the stage curtains as the first batch of slaves were sold, one at a time. These were the 'tagged' lot, whatever that meant – and he could see officials overseeing their sales, ensuring the slave were in good health and being sold properly. The cement was still strong between his teeth, but he could now get his tongue in around his molars. It was weakening – but still held his jaws shut. He just wished he'd been given something to wear – but then all of the others who were still lined up, shaking in fear but kept quiet were naked alongside him. It was only apparently the privileged group who were allowed dignity.
But what's made matters worse, is when the last slave was sold from the first lot – the officials turned and left as the auction closed! What about them? It wasn't until the second set of auction lots were brought out that they were pushed out on the stage, and he was dragged up to stand at the front first, held br
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Slave to a Gang: Chapter 1
The Examination
Raki hit the floor hard, still unable to move. It came from being bound up in more coils than a boa's prey. He wouldn't have protested quite so much if he hadn't have been stuffed into a sack and carried like a bag of laundry, but that's what had happened. He didn't know where he was, or even how long it had been since he regained cosnciousness. The last thing he remembered was a sharp pain in his back, and everyone screaming. Then he woke up here. Well, not here. He'd woken up somewhere cold and being jostled about – but now he was being carried – probably over someone's shoulder. Or he had been. He'd just been set down – on a very hard floor.
The sack was untied, and he was dumped out onto the floor of a very well lit room. He was tied around his wrists and ankles and tail, and gagged. And he could see that he'd been stripped of his vest. He'd been raised on the Esada colony in the Kai'yu system, the vest designated who you were in the colony
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Revenge and Justice
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Rebirth
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12:58. Date: 30/1/4146 Galactic Standard Date
Kris sat in the window, a collapsible Pervana Kerilom mark 83 nestled in his lap. He looked out over the streets of the Koragas manufacturing city of Meritam. On the surface, it looked innocent enough, but once you got onto street level, you could see that gang warfare, black market operations and underworld dynasties ruled here. It was no worse here now than under the Triad regime, and that would take many years to change. It was so badly corrupted. And Kris was determined to purge it. One corrupt bureaucrat at a time. And next on the list was Mektran Pronassa. Defector. Intelligence agent. And one of the men in the chain that Danielle had been passed along. He already had the intel he needed from the man. His secretary had been more than cooperative once her toes started to singe. And now it was his turn. But he wasn't doing anything nearly so crass to th
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Dragons from the Depths Chp 6
Checkout
"Arcanoc you say?" The well past ancient gnome mused, peering down at his reference – stack. "Very rare term that is. No mainstream books or scrolls that I know of."
"I didn't think there would be, but any information about it would be useful." I nodded to the bookkeeper. "Myth or fact, I am not cert…"
"Arcanoc is legend." He asserted firmly, magically dividing his pile of parchment, pawing slowly through it. "I confess, I do not get many customers looking for it, so I am not sure where to start." He raised a hand, reading off his parchment. "Tuur Vuka Arcanoc Viton." He chanted slowly, but found nothing happening. I glanced around, recognizing enough of the spell to know he'd called everything with the word arcanoc to come to him – but there was no movement. "Hmm…"
"I guess I'll just have to…"
"No, no, the word must be under a magic lock, but I'm sure I have something. Just need to use something better…" he said, ducking below the counter, and kn
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Dragons from the Depths Cpt 5
Friendly Fire
I stood, one among many women, all gathered to see the oldest remaining pair put to rest. I choked back sobs, while many other of the girls openly shed tears and cried heartfelt calls to the heavens as Paris and Parissa were taken into the necromantic field within Zorak Limn, where they would reside for all eternity along with the nearly complete two hundred which had been interred of late. They had served the dynasty through two blights, and held the moraken together over their slow decline in power, stoically struggling to preserve their dying people. And they perished, preserving their people. Deran's body had been found (after a good scouring of the area) and was also laid to rest here, and his anguished mate who had been given a very large dose of a particularly potent toxin was also helped to lie down beside him, while her struggling heart continued it's last remaining beats. I watched her pull herself to embrace him, but I had to close my eyes when she suddenly fou
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...But like anything else, sometimes you just need to wake up.

So, I feel it's fair to mention I am not actually completely abandoning DA, I just have been preoccupied. I have been working on stuff, and if I can ever figure out what these newfangled bejingers do, I may start submitting again. Progress is slow but has been steady, and I'm now quite far in several works. Some on here. Most not. I may need to start submitting yet another story - but for now, I have not the patience for such activities.

So yea, after years away, I *may* return. Don't know if anyone'll remember any of my stuff anymore, but hey. We'll see.

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I am a transgalactic bisexual stud muffin of a slinky. I am a direct decendent of Chuck Norris, and I eat vampires for a midnight snack. I happen to know that 50 verses of "On Top of Old Smokie" is twice as enjoyable as 25, and I have the largest imagination this side of 'Bioware'.

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MoonlightDewz Featured By Owner May 18, 2014   Writer

My little wisp Sarangeral from the SpringsofIyore only needs 10 more favs to grow. Would you please fav her? springsofiyore.deviantart.com/… Thank you.

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Welcome to the bookworms, my good fellow!

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Lostkavi Featured By Owner Aug 31, 2013
not very many of 'em... :p

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EonOrteaShadowmaster Featured By Owner Sep 1, 2013  Student Writer
...yet.

Hey, I liked the idea.  It's worth the try.
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Lostkavi Featured By Owner Sep 1, 2013
XD such is setting out in every venture
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*pokes*
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Lostkavi Featured By Owner Apr 16, 2013
*is buried in pillows* I've been there following ya. Just quiet. Getting to uni/girl/job/life/moneyz/time - is quite a laundry list of juggling and my poor brain often can't handle it all.

So yea...I've been...I would say busy but after 2 years, I haven't exactly got much done :/

How are you and falcon doing?
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Lady-Owl Featured By Owner Apr 16, 2013   General Artist
I didn't mean it like that. It was just a friendly long-time-no-see poke. That I hadn't forgotten you.

I hear ya, though. Not much of anything important getting done on my end, either. We're good, though. Hope the same can be said with you. I hope you're not stressing yourself too much.
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Lostkavi Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2013
Oh geez, stress and I are like bezzies :P I have a stress extractor under my pillow outputting ingots of refined stress. Maybe someday market value for lumps of stress will increase past 0 XD

My own girl and I are on a rollarcoaster, but we're in a smooth spot which helps, but goddamn I need a job :/ I must have wasted a whole tree worth of paper and a gallon of ink handing in forms for nothing.
And n'aww, I didn't forget you guys either. :P I've just been choking on the PR disasters circling around the new microsoft console whatever-the-heck-they-decide-to-call-it and hoping desperately come E3 it's all vicious rumor. the fact that Microsoft refuses to issue statements on the whole debacle and Adam Orthe's twitter tyrade does not bode well for my hopes though.

Total Side note: Since when did passports cost 135 bucks? D:
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