The prison rocketed towards the planet, silence seemingly engulfed the entire block. The Sapishte simply smile slightly to herself. It was uncertain where they would land, and it'd quite likely be somewhere far off and not exactly friendly...but it wouldn't exactly matter, would it? As fun as the Alcatraz was she was tired of the extended vacation. If they were on some far off planet, she could potentially rally the other prisoners and do something with the opportunity they were given.
But of course, she'd need to be careful and see what exactly she was working with here.
Moments later, the cellblock slammed into the earth of the planet, having completely lost its upright position upon entrance to the atmosphere. Mien was tossed off her feet, slamming into the back wall with a painful sounding thud before falling forward on the now-uneven ground. At least whatever they hit was strong enough to stop them from rolling anywhere. The hard stop wasn't all that fun regardless though. A second later there was the sound of the cellblocks opening followed by the footsteps of her guard friend quickly making his way inside.
"You alright there?""OOf, I've had worse working for some high-class clients before." She replied. She was mostly fine, at least. As soon as the interference fields keeping her modifications were shut off the nanomachines made quick work of making sure everything was up to snuff and in peak condition.
"Help a cute little slime up though?" The guard looked down at her for a few seconds, trying to decide whether or not if he should entirely trust her. That was probably a good idea, really. Unfortunately he made the call of actually trusting her. He reached down, intending on helping her up with a hand.
As soon as her hand met his, she reacted in a manner almost inhumanly quick. Her leg slammed into his with surprising force, sending the human toppling to the side while she still had a strong grip on his hand. She pulled him down, placing her free hand on his shoulder and turning, slamming him against the bottom of the cell and she had positioned herself on top of him. The look on his face said he totally was expecting that and wasn't the least bit surprised.
"Oho, you don't look too shocked." Mien commented, reaching to his side and pulling out the standard issue laser pistol from its holster.
"About par for the course, really." He said with a bemused tone.
"Really?" She giggled...as she started to wiggle her way out of the clothes she had been made to wear as a prisoner and noticing the fact he seemed completely content with his position.
"You don't seem like your struggling much.""I've been in worse positions than having a probably psychotic woman stripping on top of me." Mien laughed, by now having completely removed the top part of the rather ugly suit.
"Oho, a sense of humor under duress. If this was different circumstances, I could have a lot of fun with you." She chuckled.
"Unfortunately for you, I have no intentions of sticking around here and getting shoved back into a cell or some psycho shanking me. Now, out of those clothes." She commanded, pressing the gun against his side.
"What?""If it helps, pretend we're roleplaying. I'm the sexy Femme fatale of some cheesy detective film from earths past that's currently holding a gun to your head and telling you if you don't strip I'll kill you." She blinked once, a small smirk forming on her lips as she managed to get the last of the suit off.
"Well, I suppose that's not roleplaying though, is it?" She chuckled, smile fading.
"Now off with the clothes. I want your uniform.""Alright alright." He said with a sigh as he started working his way out of the guards uniform, just as the sound of combat started coming from outside the cell. Sounds like things were getting started. A few prisoners ran past not even sparing them a glance, likely already making a break for it. Also slaughtering what was left of the guards that were unlucky enough to get caught in the cell block.
"You know, this would be a lot easier if I didn't have something heavy on top of me." This only earned a laugh from Mien.
"Heavy? Heh, I like to think of them as 'assets people like touching'" She puffed out her chest a bit as he finally managed to remove all of his uniform, leaving him only in his underwear.
"Annnd judging from that thing that's poking me I'd say you are totally into it. You're a total sub, aren't you?" She chuckled, quite amused.
"Just get off.""I could get both of us off if you prefer before I leave." She licked her lips with a playful giggle at the comment. For a few seconds the guard seemed to want to accept that offer before she leaned forwards, pressing her chest against his, one of her hands resting on his face as another grabbed his wrist.
"It's a tempting suggestion at least," She continued.
"But I should get going before something happens." There was the distinct sound of handcuffs clicking together as a handcuff was forced around his wrist and the other end tied to the bed. She pressed her lips against his very briefly.
"Last guy that was in here left them, heh. You just stay put while I get dressed, darling."She picked up the guards clothes, quickly dressing herself. A bit tight in the chest area, but otherwise it'd be fine for now, until she could get her armor back. The sounds of shouts from outside weren't letting up either, and judging from both the gunfire and commands she could be heard by the guards they were giving up a pretty good fight. Within a minute she had put on the uniform, and had herself a basic weapon for defense. If she could get her hands on a knife or blade of some sort she'd feel a lot more comfortable, but it'd do for now.
"Oh, I should mention he didn't leave the key." She commented as the silvery goo covering her suddenly began shifting, turning into a fleshy fleshy color and her body slimmed. Silver eyes turned a shade of coppery and thin strands of pure white hair adorned her head, styled into a short ponytail.
"Good luck getting out, love. Thanks for the clothes, I'll be sure to tell one of your guard friends where you are...if any of them are still alive, at least." With a chuckled, Mien left the room with a confident smirk.
Eve strode confidently down the cellblock, quite pleased with this development. The place was absolute chaos. Prisoners running amock, killing each other as well as the guards. A few of the less violent ones, or at least smarter ones were fleeing the scene as quickly as possible. For the most part the prisoners were already keen on attacking whoever they were already attacking. They didn't seem to pay her too much attention, any who did she easily subdued. Aside from her peak physical condition the Neural Link alerted her to any close by people that tried to get the jump on her.
Eventually, she made it to a part of the block that had been ripped open from the impact, taking an entire row of cells with it. Ouch. At least she hadn't been in there. With a quite whistle, Eve looked over the planet where they had landed. Humid. Jungle, and warm.
...reminded her of home.
She frowned, shooting an inmate that had simply been standing nervously near her with the pistol. Touching the area next to her right ear, a holographic display was brought up. A few swipes, button presses, and prompts later she was viewing what was left of the power grid of the cellblock. Not much in the way of power left, or suppression systems. She'd have turned all of them on and killed everyone just for giggles, but nothing lethal was present.
Tsk~
How could a prison ship not have lethal forms of defense? Such careless oversight, but she'd make do.
"Lets give them all a bit of fun, hm? Turn everything on and set everything to fire at anything that moves." She said with a morbid chuckle. Using the cellblock as a base of sorts wasn't a bad idea. With a little extra work it could be a fairly defensible location, especially with a bit of modification to some systems...It was a lost cause for now, though. She needed to clear anyone left out. With as much blood and violence happening, though she was fairly certain that any wildlife on the planet would smell it a mile away. It'd likely attract any sort of predators that happened to live here.
And she did not want to be eaten by an alien. At least, not in
that way. Non-violent forms of eating were
always perfectly acceptable, heh~
With a satisfied smirk she hopped off the ledge of the ship and onto the soft ground below and headed into the jungle. The mountain the cellblock had slammed into looming in the background behind her. Her first goal, was to get to the Alcatraz and retrieve what was
hers. Her armor, rifle, and blade that they had confiscated and decided to use a glorified trophy.
It should be easy enough, right?
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