Thread: Kidnapped [Zprimal & Celeana]

Good afternoon, Miss Harris. Let's begin the interview then shall we? You may address me as Anne. The bespectacled female glanced down over the records of her. You are a graduate, yes? I am assuming here so feel free to correct me. You have not had much experience in this field before nor have you made a brand for yourself. This is key in what we want. Since having an already established audience for your content is against our hiring policies. How long do you intend to work for? Are you comfortable with travelling if the job requires it? What about limits, have you given them thought on what you are willing to model for? She made sure to take note of her statement, silence piling up as she recorded her answers. We should call her to come back after we make our considerations. The male with an intricate cybernetic arm implant tapped his lips. Oh, I say we let her go for it. Anne replied, I say she has the advantage in years. So long as she is responsive to the training, She turned to Amy, Go ahead into the next room. The android will show you the way. We'll have you do a test shoot and you will be compensated for it regardless if it is used or not. She nodded to the sleek android figure barely indistinguishable from human likeness if not for the addition of status light on its temple. Please wait here. The android said after entering behind her and shutting the door. It flicked a switch on the wall which saw the steady pumping of gas into the chamber. Please do not panic. This is all part of the procedure. Once the young lady was completely out, she was fully undressed, any form of device and document she had on her person was destroyed entirely. The capsule which held her was cool, vapour forming as the snug magnetic bands were tightened around her arms, wrists, neck, thighs, ankles. From there she was sealed within the case, the automated systems linking up with her vitals while slowly bringing her into wakefulness. She could see out of the capsule, but no one was able to look in. She was then hauled into the first chamber where dozens of other capsules were laid in plain sight of the other attendees. No amount of sound could escape the capsule, it was made specifically for the containment and transport of human goods. ---------- Hours later, she was shipped off-site. The location was hidden from her but it was surely still within the city. Needles injected a cocktail of glucose and chemicals into her bloodstream, supplementing her meal while preparing her for her auction. She was set upright backstage, among rows and rows of the other capsules. One by one, the pods were rolled out onto the stage where the speakers blared. Then it was her turn. They dialled a code into a pad hidden on the side of the case before wheeling her out. The pod cycled quickly, retracting needles and measurement equipment from her before the lid peeled open and she was exposed to a sea of faces. Now our next female. A young graduate, almost eighteen! A bit shy but with enough encouragement she will be able to do anything! Her body is in perfect shape, no opioids or reliance on drugs! Thanks to her, The man with the cybernetic arm glanced to Amy for a second before turning back, Thanks to her inexperience, her starting price starts at five-hundred thousand! Her details, much more extensive now, flashed on the huge screen behind them. A green light flashed almost immediately in the audience and the bidding commenced.