Post by aliza on Dec 8, 2011 17:07:13 GMT -5
just another day in the mines for many of the staff and slaves. the freezing cold climate however did nothing to curb the workers and guards "enthusiasm." not with the whip of the overseers over there heads, and the clenched fist of the icer lord owner over his.
At least thats what everyone had thought.
On a ledge overlooking the Crater of a strip mine stood a lone figure. The soft hourglass shape betraying her gender and the large, curved bovine like horns her species. wearing her usual purple toga and a thick white cape to keep the wind out.
Aliza grumbled to herself. Already this plan began to displease her. In desperate need for funds to bank roll their alliance. She and her brother had put themselves at the disposal of other various Icer families. Under normal circumstances Icers would not tollerate each others presence at all. There were however a few exceptions. Ones own family, Ones allies and those in fealty to ones self or family. No Icer could or would Turn down the opportunity to order one of there own around. Usualy she would have never stooped so low. Usualy, Times were not as desperate as they were now.
It soothed her bruised ego to think of herself as "using" her employer to further her agenda.such a beautiful lie made it all slightly more bearable. As she had suspected he had chosen her for the bragging rights rather than any real need. She was to patrol His mining operation and discipline some upstart slaves. Reminding herself the job would pay well and that the dirt and blood would eventually wash out. She stepped over the edge and using her bukujutsu to slow herself she descended like a great white owl. Unseen and unheard.
landing just a little outside of the perimeter she took a moment to preen her clothes one last time before approaching the entry check point. Smirking to herself as she watched the faces of the guards fall visibly into terrified pouts. like little children expecting to be scolded and spanked.
Prehaps this would be enjoyable after all.
her face lifted slightly from a smirk to one of placid happiness as one little alien; with slightly more initive than his fellows, ran forward to greet her and ask her "ladyship" what has brought her to the mines.
It was sort of cute how his voice seemed to tremble a little. She'd all but forgotten her bad mood now. "Relax, Just a routine inspection on behalf of your master." she says in her silkiest voice. "He heard you'd been having a little trouble with some upstarts and....Incompetent colleagues is all..asked me to check up on you."
the alien nodded vigorously "very good Milady." he said, slightly more relaxed now "I'll escourt you to the site.". He was evidently experienced in surviving his childish masters tantrums she thought to herself as she followed in his shadow.
when she arrived and her smart little escourt made himself scarce she set to "reminding" the area who exactly was in charge. calling up the overseer and having him assemble the rebellious slaves and there taskmasters before her.
"greetings ladies and gentlemen." she cooed softly as she paced before the assembled crowd "Im afraid my visit here is in a decidedly offical capacity.". She beckons for the the taskmasters to join her on the stage "you've not been doing as you've been asked by our workers and that simply wont stand." she explains condescendingly to the slaves
The task masters begin to grin evily and look to each other, each fully expecting her to lash out and obliterate the massed slaves before her, it quickly changed to a horrified contortion when she said "that means they've failed to impart our will unto you sufficiently and this is the price of failure."
before any of them could even react she flung her arms out to her side and in an blinding flash of pink light, reduced them to a fine brown coating over the slightly melted ice.
"I hope you have not Failed to understand me." she said, voice never once rising above her calm tone. "now scoot back to work. or ill see what color of snow you make."
satisfied in herself as the crowed of assembled species nearly trampled its self in its hurry to run back into the pits and tunnels, not needing to be told twice.
she left as quickly as she had came, walking back out to the perimeter and without so much as looking back taking off to go collect her; In her honest opinion. Well deserved pay.
(zeni please.)
At least thats what everyone had thought.
On a ledge overlooking the Crater of a strip mine stood a lone figure. The soft hourglass shape betraying her gender and the large, curved bovine like horns her species. wearing her usual purple toga and a thick white cape to keep the wind out.
Aliza grumbled to herself. Already this plan began to displease her. In desperate need for funds to bank roll their alliance. She and her brother had put themselves at the disposal of other various Icer families. Under normal circumstances Icers would not tollerate each others presence at all. There were however a few exceptions. Ones own family, Ones allies and those in fealty to ones self or family. No Icer could or would Turn down the opportunity to order one of there own around. Usualy she would have never stooped so low. Usualy, Times were not as desperate as they were now.
It soothed her bruised ego to think of herself as "using" her employer to further her agenda.such a beautiful lie made it all slightly more bearable. As she had suspected he had chosen her for the bragging rights rather than any real need. She was to patrol His mining operation and discipline some upstart slaves. Reminding herself the job would pay well and that the dirt and blood would eventually wash out. She stepped over the edge and using her bukujutsu to slow herself she descended like a great white owl. Unseen and unheard.
landing just a little outside of the perimeter she took a moment to preen her clothes one last time before approaching the entry check point. Smirking to herself as she watched the faces of the guards fall visibly into terrified pouts. like little children expecting to be scolded and spanked.
Prehaps this would be enjoyable after all.
her face lifted slightly from a smirk to one of placid happiness as one little alien; with slightly more initive than his fellows, ran forward to greet her and ask her "ladyship" what has brought her to the mines.
It was sort of cute how his voice seemed to tremble a little. She'd all but forgotten her bad mood now. "Relax, Just a routine inspection on behalf of your master." she says in her silkiest voice. "He heard you'd been having a little trouble with some upstarts and....Incompetent colleagues is all..asked me to check up on you."
the alien nodded vigorously "very good Milady." he said, slightly more relaxed now "I'll escourt you to the site.". He was evidently experienced in surviving his childish masters tantrums she thought to herself as she followed in his shadow.
when she arrived and her smart little escourt made himself scarce she set to "reminding" the area who exactly was in charge. calling up the overseer and having him assemble the rebellious slaves and there taskmasters before her.
"greetings ladies and gentlemen." she cooed softly as she paced before the assembled crowd "Im afraid my visit here is in a decidedly offical capacity.". She beckons for the the taskmasters to join her on the stage "you've not been doing as you've been asked by our workers and that simply wont stand." she explains condescendingly to the slaves
The task masters begin to grin evily and look to each other, each fully expecting her to lash out and obliterate the massed slaves before her, it quickly changed to a horrified contortion when she said "that means they've failed to impart our will unto you sufficiently and this is the price of failure."
before any of them could even react she flung her arms out to her side and in an blinding flash of pink light, reduced them to a fine brown coating over the slightly melted ice.
"I hope you have not Failed to understand me." she said, voice never once rising above her calm tone. "now scoot back to work. or ill see what color of snow you make."
satisfied in herself as the crowed of assembled species nearly trampled its self in its hurry to run back into the pits and tunnels, not needing to be told twice.
she left as quickly as she had came, walking back out to the perimeter and without so much as looking back taking off to go collect her; In her honest opinion. Well deserved pay.
(zeni please.)