![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
In Milliways's garage
13/1/17 10:40Sabine exits the elevator and starts looking for Jay’s work area and the drones. Of course, finding anything in the garage can be a challenge and so she calls out a few times before hitting on an inspiration. Pulling up the comm on her gauntlet, she sends out a binary ping which results in a hum of inquiry and incoming drones.
“Hey guys,” she says in greeting. “I’m sorry I’m not familiar enough with you but I’m looking for Lock, Shock, and Barrel?”
The three drones bob in air with a manner that seems to be affirmative, so Sabine grins. “I was hoping you guys could help me again. I don’t have any new tech with me, but I could bring some later. What I need is another scan, like you guys did of that old data pad before? This time though, I need the collar I am wearing. Could you do that?”
In answer, the three separate and surround Sabine, soft hums and quick flashes of light all the response she gets. She’s pretty sure they add up to agreement, which is confirmed when a scan hits the collar.
Unfortunately, Sabine's nerves ignite into pain as the collar reacts defensively to the scans, shocking her.
She falls to her knees and the drones stop immediately; worried boops and blips of lights as they zoom in close to her.
“Karabast, that was unpleasant. I need the scan though, so go ahead.”
The drones back off.
“I can take it. Please.”
The drones stop but make no move to return to scanning, though they do seem to be talking amongst themselves.
“Okay, I get you don’t want to hurt me, but I need to know how this is put together so I can work out ways to break it. I’ve gotten myself caught by slavers and it’s not just me that needs to break free. There are fifteen other people, some of them families. I’m their best chance at freedom but I need to know how to break these collars and I can’t do that without knowing how they’re put together. So please?”
Hesitantly, the drones move forward again.
“Thanks, but try and be quick,” Sabine says before she can’t think of anything else but the pain.
“Hey guys,” she says in greeting. “I’m sorry I’m not familiar enough with you but I’m looking for Lock, Shock, and Barrel?”
The three drones bob in air with a manner that seems to be affirmative, so Sabine grins. “I was hoping you guys could help me again. I don’t have any new tech with me, but I could bring some later. What I need is another scan, like you guys did of that old data pad before? This time though, I need the collar I am wearing. Could you do that?”
In answer, the three separate and surround Sabine, soft hums and quick flashes of light all the response she gets. She’s pretty sure they add up to agreement, which is confirmed when a scan hits the collar.
Unfortunately, Sabine's nerves ignite into pain as the collar reacts defensively to the scans, shocking her.
She falls to her knees and the drones stop immediately; worried boops and blips of lights as they zoom in close to her.
“Karabast, that was unpleasant. I need the scan though, so go ahead.”
The drones back off.
“I can take it. Please.”
The drones stop but make no move to return to scanning, though they do seem to be talking amongst themselves.
“Okay, I get you don’t want to hurt me, but I need to know how this is put together so I can work out ways to break it. I’ve gotten myself caught by slavers and it’s not just me that needs to break free. There are fifteen other people, some of them families. I’m their best chance at freedom but I need to know how to break these collars and I can’t do that without knowing how they’re put together. So please?”
Hesitantly, the drones move forward again.
“Thanks, but try and be quick,” Sabine says before she can’t think of anything else but the pain.
Tags: