MegaraFoxfire

The Right to Be Free

Margaret was sitting in the car, Bane driving. A young fiery hair woman sat next to Margaret tending to her burned hand. "I'm sorry you got hurt, boss...but I wish I could have seen these things at work" Margaret smiled weakly and siad "I'll give you a pair once I've worked out the bugs. How does that sound?"

The girl beamed then went back to work as Bane looked back. "I still don't get the note, boss. Why did you give him warning like that?" Margaret sighed and said "I think Harper is a good man...he just doesn't know all the facts...no one does. No one that would care that is. We keep to the plan if everything goes right, no one will get hurt" Bane pulled up to a huge manor and said "I hope your right boss...I don't want to see you get hurt"

Inside a young girl ran up to Margaret, hugging her tightly. "Maggie! Your finally home! How was your day!? What happened to your hand?" Margaret smiled and said "just a burn, I'll be alright. Clara, might making some tea? I'll be in the lab" Clara nodded and ran off, Margaret going up to the top level which was a huge lab, full of machines and different tools of the trade. Clara came back up while Margaret was working on a huge spider like machine. Clara set the tea down and said. "It he almost ready to be born?" Margaret smiled and said "almost...I was hoping someone would drop by tonight to see it...but if he doesn't then we will have to go on with out the company"

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She looked away and said "He didn't do this to me...exactly...he decided to come to me in a way that was not...respectful. So I decided to teach him a little lesson in how a lady would take his actions..." She finally got the glove off and showed him her burned hand. "One of my little new inventions worked perfectly...just the side affect was not what I suspected. The eletrospheres in my glove runs a lot hotter then I thought it would when I turned them on...sent him flying into a wall. I called him a doctor of course...but my hand took a little damage at the same time..." She looked at him and said "I understand many things, Lord Stilies...somethings more then most humans could understand. One thing I know that there is never only one answer to a problem...there is always a harsh fast answer...or a slow but growing answer..." She reached for her coat, her hand shaking in pain as she picked up the leather long coat. "I study many things...its my nature to try and understand all workings...one is how to understand the nature of humanity...and this path you are taking...it will only end in pain and sadness..." She opened her door, Fang sitting outside waiting for her.

She looked back once more and said "If you are still so sure of your path...don't pay me mind. But if you think there may be a better way...come see me on a night you have free. Fang will give you the address. Come over any time, no need to call ahead." She started to walk out, Fang walking in and after a click a card popped out of his mouth and he held it out to the lord before following his lady out of the room.

Margaret held her hand, worried there would be nerve damage. What a bother to deal with right now.

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Margaret looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure you should start by calling a lady your subordinate. Its not very nice" She got up, pulling the glove back over the burned flesh to keep it protected for a few minutes. She looked at him closely then said "Ah, I see. Your having a problem with your arm?" She walked over and without a word pulled his arm up and pulled the sleeve back, studying the mechanics. "I see your problem...its not a problem a doctor can fix, it needs a mechanical's attention" She went over to her work table and pulled a small kit from a shelve and walked back over, turning his arm and pulling out a small welding tool.

"It looks like one of your nerve catching units has come loose. it causes raw endings to react badly to movement. Its like a pitched nerve in the normal human body. If you like I can repair it right now?" she looked up at him then nodded and before he could respond she pulled him to a chair and made him sit, opening his arm up and started to work on the nerve catcher.

"Now, to you question, its not a statement. Its a warning. I am the head of the Scientific Core, which watches over all three classes. What you see as a threat is not purely that. But it could be come a threat if you push like the High Lord before you did before now. You can't look at the lower classes as numbers or tax flow...they are still people. Just like you and me" Margaret stepped back, finished with her repairs.

"You should keep that doctor's appointment to run tests, but I think that will fix most of the problem" She put the tools down and flinched, her dominate hand still burning from her fight with Drake. She cursed softly, holding the gloved hand. "Bloody Lord Drake..." She fought to pull the glove off, but was having a hard time with it. The burns were causing her hand to swell and tighten.

Star Wars: The Forgotten Knights

After a couple of hours, Megara stirred and opened her eyes slightly to see they had landed on some moon. She flinched and then saw her R3 unit looking at her, a wet towel in its arm. She smiled weakly and said "I'm alright...I think...did we get a response?" The droid beeped yes and turned on the radio again, showing Riders reply before the signal cut out.

Megara flinched, feeling light headed again and she looked down at herself and said "I won't last much longer...I have to give Rider a clue..." She hit a few switches then hit her becon, hoping Rider would be able to find it. "We can't be far from Coruscant...hopefully Rider will check his scanners....R3..." Megara fell back, pain running thru her again. "My mental barriers must be breaking down...the pain...oh" She bit her lip, trying to stop from crying out. Training from her master had taught her to put up barriers to block pain until it was safe to bare it. But her barriers had come down sooner thanks to her weakened state. she looked at the R3 and said "If I don't make it...give Rider the...data...chip..." She fell forward again, the droid beeping with worry.

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When the doors were opened a white haired man was waiting for Harper's escort and handed him a envelope. "From Lady Moon for your boss...be sure he reads that..." He turned and vanished into the crowd, heading outside to wait for his lady. The letter would read

Dear Harper,
I know we have not be formally introduced, but I must advise caution with the actions of this new tax raise. Things are not as the seem in the lower classes as our loving leaders would like us to believe. Please move with caution, for it may be the undoing of us all to move to harshly against those with nothing to truly lose. If you wish to talk further, you know where to find me.

Your fellow Keeper of Life,
Lady Moon

Margaret made it to her office, her hand causing her to stumble into the room, closing the door behind her. She gasped, pulling her glove off to show her normally white smooth skin burned and charred from the electroshock from her defense gloves. She moved to her desk, barely making to her chair to sit down. She took a few deep breaths, not able to get her other hand free of the other glove to put something on the burn. She cursed softly and said "That moron Drake...I wasted a test on him...but I will need to fix this bug before I make more of them..." She heard a knock and closed her eyes. "If that's anyone but Harper..." She cleared her throat and said louder "Who is it?"

Star Wars: The Forgotten Knights

Name: Nalder Cane
Sex: male
Race: Mandalorian
Age: he won't say

Cane had been working with the Sith since the start of the war. He started working with Lanya a few years before and they became a nightmare of a pair. He matches her twisted nature to a T, and some would say he was almost in love with her blood lust. He enjoys watching her work and killing.

Sith

Name: Lady Lanya
Sex: Female
Age: Unknown

Star Wars: The Forgotten Knights

Name: Megara Shade
Sex: Female
Role: Jedi Knight
Looks:
Weapons: Light Saber and throwing blades
Bio: Megara was found by Master Plokun on a mission going after Grievous. He was fighting the machine and was almost when a young girl came out of no where and tackled the jedi killer, forcing both to fall off a Cliffside. Plokun went after them and found the girl holding tightly onto a tree branch for dear life. Her bravery hit a cord with the jedi master so he took her with him and back to the council.

Since then she has been raised by the order and other masters, and after a few years became a master herself. Her skills in convert missions and information gathering made her perfect to be send on many risky missions. She also has a power inside her that not even all of the council know about. Something that she doesn't use a lot for its risky and can get out of control.

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Fang

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Hopefully that post makes more sense.

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Margaret frowned, having a feeling this how things were going. She was representing the science core so her being here was needed. But she still sighed and stood, turning to leave as the talking went on. She didn't care the further talking. The choice she had been worried had been confirmed. War was break out, that was a sure thing. But she wouldn't let it get that far..."

She was lost in her thoughts that she missed Lord Drake behind her. He grabbed her and pulled her into a side office, kicking the robotic wolf away and locking the door. He turned to her and smiled darkly. "You think you can just push me aside like I am a lower class mutt? I will show you what happens to those who defies the order things..." Margaret faced him, her eyes burning darkly. "I have much more important things to do, Norman...so I guess you just need a fast lesson" He came at her and she pushed a button on her arm band hidden by her long sleeves.

Suddenly shocks ran thru her gloved hand and she pushed against the lord, sending shocks thru him. He cried out and went flying into a far wall, sliding down the wall. Margaret flinched, her hand burned and smoking. "I hadn't had a chance to test these yet...a few bugs to work out..." She went to the door and unlocked it, walking out and catching a servant girl. "I fear Lord Drake has fallen ill, would you mind getting a doctor for him?" The girl nodded and ran off, Margaret flinching again as she headed for her office in the building. She needed a few things from there, not seeing anyone around her as the court room opened for the meeting was finished. Not paying attention she would most likely bump into someone on her way to her office.