BaronEngel
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Do as I say
🕑 Added 2016-07-20 22:22:51 +0000 UTC Vipera made her way through her crew/roadies as they continued loading materials onto a waiting shuttle. "Look sharp!" She shouted to the crew foreman while pointing at him with the riding crop in her left hand. "We're dusting off in 15 minutes! If you're not on board you'll be left behind!"The vixen grinned. "And once the locals find out what we've done here, I seriously doubt anyone here is going to want to stick around and get to know the natives! So move it!"
"M'am." Vipera turned to find her sometimes tour manager and always Executive Officer standing at ease. She smiled at clouded leopard. "Marcos. What do you need?"
The feline adjusted his glasses, which vixen knew was as a much a fetish for him as it was a vision aid in this age medical technology. "M'am there is one more item I we're going to add to the cargo manifest. I wish to inform you of it. Also I thought you'd find it interesting. It's over here."
Vipera raised an eyebrow and smirked as she the followed the XO. "So Marcos is it animal, vegetable, or mineral?"
The clouded leopard grinned back at her. "Oh it is most certainly not mineral M'am, and she shouldn't take up too much space onboard!"
Marcos stopped in front of a little white vixen who was standing still between two of Vipera's security detail; they towered over the vixen and based on her demeanor they were unneeded. She stood motionless with her hands clasped together. From neck down the vixen was sheathed in a one piece garment made of some type skin-tight, black rubber-type material. In addition she was a collar and wrist cuffs, no leash or chains were attached but Vipera could immediately tell they were not required. This one would offer them no resistance.
Vipera stopped several feet in front of white vixen and smirked. "Don't move or speak." Then the red fox then slowly made an orbit of her. Coming to stop once again in front of her she reached out with her right hand and gently cupped her muzzle.
"Hmm." Purred Vipera. "I have heard of this type of garment, and if you're wearing it then you know how this game is played so I'll cut to the chase. Do as I say and you'll make happy and things will be better for you. Don't, and well things will be worse for you. Simple. Yes?"
The white vixen nodded her head. "Good." said the space pirate. "Marcos! Take her to the medical bay. Instruct the doc she's to give our new acquisition a thorough medical exam but she'll have to do it with that garment on. Usual scan for trackers, chips, implants and communicable diseases. Once we've jumped I'll then examine her myself!"
In distance a series of flashes lit up the evening sky a few seconds several deep booms washed over the shuttle pad. Vipera smirked and then turned back to crew.
"Okay! That was space control center and main power plant going off the line. They'll come back on line but first the locals are going to have get through the viruses we planted. They just went live and are attacking their telecommunications grid. Our best estimate is that it will take 45 minutes to restore space control for the planet. By then we are going to be heading out this system at Max V. Move it!"
She then turned and headed for her own personal launch. This had been a very profitable and pleasant stop.
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rubbervixen
Thank you again, Baron! I love the extra story that came with it - that's worth almost as much as the drawing to me. : )
Vet
Time for a job change......Ohhhhhhh it's a pirate's life for ME!!!!!
