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Thread: We Make Our Own Fate (Alvis&Rania)

Verity typed frantically on the touchpad on the console as she bypassed security measure and password, one after another. The cold white screen lit up her face within the darkened room like a beacon, her eyes reflecting the light back making them even more focussed on the task at hand. She worked feverishly through the measures, the first one no doubt already set off an alarm in the central server. She didn't have much time! Looking towards the captain as he ordered her to continue while he left, elicited a nod from her as her gaze returned to the comstand and the transfer. Working feverishly, her fingers moving like lightning across the keyboard, Verity worked her way through the server to locate the files she needed. Piling them all into one folder, she then began the download. More passcodes and security measures popped up and Verity's eyes never left the screen as she worked, never noticing the wily predator that had passed by her, narrowly avoiding disaster as he took off, leaving her alone to her work. Verity heard footsteps behind her as she worked, but this time, her attention was never taken from the two screens before her. Even when she heard the captain's voice. Almost there, she said in an almost robotic calmness when the progress bar disappeared on both systems filled. Moving to exit out of the server, Verity moved to close out all the windows and comscreens to make a clean break with the system. Leaving it open would have left them vulnerable as they could track the information through the web. Done, lets get out of here, she said as her hand wrapped around the connector cord. When she moved to pull it out, a large flash exploded from the comstand, a white light that lit up the entire room for less than a second, followed by a waterfall of electrical sparks. Screaming in pain, Verity collapsed to the ground, gripping her hand as the smell of burned flesh began to fill the room. The electrical surge had been one final security measure that was designed to keep anyone from stealing any information from any comstand onto an unauthorized device. A security measure that had also been kept from Verity. Verity's hand had been badly burned from the electrical surge, her skin blistering almost immediately as she cradled her hand, her teeth clenched as her breath shallowed from the pain.
Thread: We Make Our Own Fate (Alvis&Rania)

Roan had his rifle aimed as the sparks flew, instinct making him take aim at a possible threat. When Verity dropped, he didn't hesitrate, moving forward to get closer to her. Another member of the squad, much smaller than he was, with a white shoulder guard denoting her ass the squad medic, came closer. It was also the same member that had shot Verity with the stunning pulse. She made a quick check of Verity's hand. You'll be okay. Quick visit tot he med bay, we'll have you right as rain. THe member told her, the voice coming from the helmet sounding decidedly female, even through the helmet filter. Roan looked at the command console, checking one of hte surviving screens. Warning. Unauthorized access detected. Final solution enacted. Please input override to abort. The console announced in an irritatingly cheerful tone. Well fuck me. Mary, get the doc on her feet, we've a lot of ground to cover, and not much time. Roan announced. The trooper beside Verity nodded, and produced a small syringe. SHe gave Verity a quick shot, flooding her system with a hit of artificial adrenaline and pain killer. Designed to keep a soldier in a fight even on a broken limb, it would get her moving. The squad began it's hustle towards the airlock. Security doors were attempting to close, but the strafing runs fromt he gunships had damaged the deployment system, making them only close in a few sections. None of which were in the way as luck would have it. Warning. Failure to override security breech will result in self destruct. You now have 2 minutes to comply. The cheery computer voice announced. Roan shoved his helmet on, linking himself back to his ship. Get her ready to move! Retract the grapnels, and spin up the FTL! He barked into the com. Sir, we're too close tot he event horizon for a safe jump! The reply came back. And we are entirely too close to a few megatons of nuke to not risk it! Spin it up! Now! Aye sir! The com went dead, Roan knowing that they'd be bypasing the safety overrides, getting the ship ready to go within seconds of disconnecting from the freighter. One minute until self destruct. The voice confirmed. Roan swore as they approached the airlock, and barrelled into it. He hit the closing mechaism as they charged past it. The airlock sealed, and the ship detached. Hang on to something! This is going to be rough! He called, bracing hismelf against the wall. There was a blue glow assembling around the ship, and it jolted forward. ROan felt himself hammer intot he wall, the acceleration pressinng him back as the Fateless made it's escape. It was a short jump, just enough to get them out of the radius of the blast. WHen the ship halted, Roan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He popped his helmet off again, hopefully for the last time for awhile. You all right there doc? He asked Verity.
Thread: We Make Our Own Fate (Alvis&Rania)

Verity pulled her hand away from her chest just as her skin was turning black from the electrical burn. The blisters were a mixture of white and red as they bubbled up beneath her skin. The pain was excruciating and the scientist couldn't help but bite her lip to at least distract her from it, if only for a second. She felt the captain move down next to her as she gasped in pain, her hand shaking uncontrollably from the burn snaking over it. Her other fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist as the medic knelt down in front of her, examining the wound, finally denoting she would be fine. It didn't feel like she would be fine, dammit! But there was no time to think when another jolt of pain exploded in her neck, a syringe with a pale green liquid emptying into her blood stream. Opening her mouth, in a gasp, her wounded hand moved up to her neck and then....the pain was gone! The pain killer kicked in before the adrenaline as Verity began bending her fingers, a numb feeling expanding over her burned appendage. Then the adrenaline started coursing! The voice over the comm system warning them of the imminent self destruct of the ship. Verity stood up, the adrenaline making her body feel invincible as she grabbed hold of the padscreen with her data and research stored within. Ripping the charred connector cord from it's berth on the side of the screen, she hugged the screen close to her chest as the squad began to run. It was now a matter of life and death! Verity kept up with the soldiers, her trench coat floating behind her as she escaped her prison of the last five years. Running behind the captain, Verity tripped and fell into the airlock just as he resealed it. Scrambling on her knees to grab hold of something, Verity found a metal pole along the edge of the tiny airlock chamber. When the ship jumped, her grip was yanked from her post, sending her tumbling to the back of the chamber next to the captain, her padscreen skittering across the floor next to her, the screen cracking in numerous places from the impact. When the massive pressure on her body subsided, Verity fell to her knees on the floor, her burned hand still numb from the shot but the pressure of her grip on the screen and the tumbling about the airlock had caused many of the blisters to burst and blood began running down her hand. But none of that mattered to her. The research! she exclaimed as she crawled frantically across the floor of the airlock, ignoring the captain's question about her wellbeing. Grabbing the padscreen, she began touching the cracked screen with her bloody digits, smearing the red liquid all over the screen. She entered the passcode into her screen, only to have it flicker and go dark. No, no, no, no, no! she cried out desperately pounding the screen trying to revive the device, her eyes wide in a panic at the prospect of losing all her data.
Thread: We Make Our Own Fate (Alvis&Rania)

Whoa whoa whoa! Easy there! Roan called, getting close to Verity, gently but firmly getting ahold of her hands before she battered the screen into pieces. Easy! Take it easy! He told her, turnign her to look at him. Verity. Look at me. Let us help you. We've got some options here, and you need to get your hand looked at. You bleedin' all over that pad isn't going to get you any results, okay? He looked at the squad, they were removing their helmets. One of them nodded to Roan. Look, this guy here? He's a tech wizard, we call him Control. Let him take the pad, and he'll try and retrieve the data on it as best we can. Byt the time we get your hand patched up, we should have some answers for you. Roan told her. Control stepped forward. he was a wiry looking man with short black hair. He smiled at her, and set a hand on her pad. If I may? Give me a chance to look it over, it might not be as bad as it looks right now. I should be able to get something out of this, if not all of the data, then at least some of it. Nothing is ever completely gone, not to me. He told her with a smile, trying ot be as reassuring as possible. Mary put her hands on Verity's shoulders. She'd removed her helmet, hooked it onto her belt. She had long red hair tied back in a tight tail. Come on miss. I'll get you set right. She promised, helping Verity to her feet.
Thread: We Make Our Own Fate (Alvis&Rania)

Verity slammed her hands down on the flickering, cracked screen just as the captain came up behind her, grabbing her wrists to pull her away from her panic and anger. Her breath catching heavily in her throat, the scientist stopped just as he turned her body towards him by her hands. Dropping her head slightly as he ordered her to look up at him. Verity lifted her gaze, her green eyes glistening in the bright lights of the airlock as he brought her back down to reality and logic. Nodding her head, she took a deep breath to calm her nerves as he motioned to one of the crew that had already removed his helmet. Verity turned to look at the wily man as the captain explained his specialty and expertise. He was an information technician who would retrieve her research, recover her failsafe. Watching his hand move down over the broken glass screen, Verity looked unsure for a moment but ultimately knew that she did not have the knowledge to recover the data herself. Allowing the pad to be removed from her grasp, Verity's hands shook uncontrollably. Her nerves were shot and the adrenaline pumping through her veins was making it worse. Then Verity felt someone else lay their hands gently on her shoulders, explaining that she would be patched up and her hand tended. Verity looked over her shoulder slowly and shakily stood up, her hands still trembling from the entire ordeal. Nodding her head, she walked with the red headed medic, her eyes returning back to the captain and his information technician, taking one last look at the broken screen he held, all her research for the past five years...before the airlock door hissed open, unsealing the rest of the ship as the medic led her away from the rest of the crew, blood dripping on the floor every few feet from her injured hand.
Thread: We Make Our Own Fate (Alvis&Rania)

Roan tapped the com ont he wall. Get the clean up units down here, we got blood on the floor. And...prep stateroom two for the doc, she's going to need a place to crash when all of this is over with. He ordered. He got the acknowledgement, and then set off after Verity and Mary. There was still a part of him that was concerned about how this might go. The encounter with Lijah back on the freighter had him on edsge. Lijah was a fucking menace, but good at what he did. And what he did was usually useful in boarding actions. So Roan tolerated his presence for now, on the strict condition that he kept his stupidity away fromt eh other crew. But Verity didn't know to avoid him at this point, and that made her vulnerable. Mary got them into the medbay, getting Verity into a seat. A moment later she was back with a few tools. With the pain killer running, she knew she could afford to be a bit more aggressive with her treatment than normal. The remaining blisters were lanced, drained, and cleaned. A moment later she was running a device over the wounded limb, blue light pouring from it. The skin started to seal itself closed, weeks of healing happening before their eyes. Good work on that Mary. Roan said idly. Dermal regenerator is hell on wheels for this kind of thing. If it had been deeper than it might have been a bigger problem, but she'll be fine from here. Mary answered. She looked at Verity. It's going to be tender for awhile, so be careful with the hand for a few more days, okay? Otherwise, you should be fine. Control was finished cleaning the pad off, the blood scraped clean. The cracks were bad, but not impossible. He'd carefully pried off the screen to get to the machinery below. Top of the line stuff, all solid state crystal storage drives, which meant taht it was going to be a pain to reconstruct data from them if they were cracked. He extracted the drives, and set them aside. Six drives. He started going over them. Most of the drives were intact, and that was hopeful. his hopes were dashed shortly after. The drives weren't independent. They were a linked circuit, which while increased the storage capability by a large amount, meant that failure on any one drive meant failure on the whole circuit. He arranged them in his system, pushing a faint current through them to try adn bring them into some semblance of life. It took him the better part of an hour to get everything as well arranged as he could, but he recovered a good amount of the data. Thre were holes in it however, and he sighed. Hopefully Verity could fill in hte blanks herself, since whatever she was doing was well past his own ability to comprehend. High end equation and math. He compied the new data onto a new pad. It was an older model, a field model actually, heavy metal casing and the like, isolating the delicate machinery from shocks. He'd bludgeoned a man unconcious with a pad like this without any appreciable data loss. It should suit her needs a bit better. Sir? Control asked from the entrance to the med bay. If our new guest is feeling up to it, I have what data I could retrieve for her here.
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Coordination Thread Character Profiles OOC Chatter Thread I was sitting at my desk in the Head Mistress office. Despite being the administrative head of The Sex Academy, I had a body just as amazing as any of the young students, and as a graduate, I know how to use it! I was dressed in a sharp business suit, with a tight-fitting top to accentuate my full D-cup chest, and a mid thigh length skirt on top of leggings. I look up and see the security footage on my screen. Joseph was nearing my office, so I stood up and walked to my office door. The campus was completely empty since the semester would be starting in just a few days. I had called Joseph in to ask... a favor. And I was prepared to make him a deal I knew he couldn't refuse. I opened the door right as he approached and looked him dead in the eyes with the confidence of a sex goddess. Joseph. Thank you for coming.
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RE Welcome to the Sex Academy Spots still open! I walk down the hall way, a pleasant smile on my lips as I hold my letter to see the head mistress early to receive my troubled case. My uniform is in its normally relaxed state, the tie not quite tight, and my jacket open. I was planning to tighten it all up before I made my way into the room itself so I felt I would be ok. I hadn't expected to actually get a special request like this so I am in a fairly good mood and the spring in my step is fairly spritely. I show the letter to the few janitors and security officers that try to stop me before heading along my way. Once I get to the door, my hand reaches up to tighten my tie but the door opens, and I am looking at the Head Mistress. oh shit. I breathe out and fix myself up quickly before stepping into the room Head mistress. You wanted to see me?
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RE Welcome to the Sex Academy Spots still open! I don't let the confident smile leave my lips for a moment. Yes, I did. I guide you inside and allow you to sit on the far side of my desk, while I remain standing to the side. Joseph, you were one of our very best students last year, which is especially impressive considering you were a freshman. You exhibited some of the best domination skills and have been highly recommended by your bondage teacher. Well, I've got a special assignment and I think you will be perfect for the job. I toss a picture onto the desk for you to see. It's of a tough looking brunette. She has her hands at her sides with clenched fists and she is entirely naked, although the expression on her face makes it clear she's none too happy about her exposure and having her picture taken. She's got the mandatory shaven pussy and her bust is quite impressive. Forced enroll. 18 years old. 32D tits. And she is going kicking and screaming into the program. You know what I think this girl needs? Someone to fuck her brains out. And I mean, really FUCK her brains out! I punch my open hand to emphasize the word 'fuck', then lean on my desk in front of you. You know a thing or two about fucking a girl's brains out, don't you Joseph?
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RE Welcome to the Sex Academy Spots still open! I take the photo and look it over. She might be a tough case to crack. Certainly would be fun to see if she was really as bad as they were expecting. I would stick with her though, even if she was too easy. I look up from the picture to talk with the Head Mistress again, looking her in the eye before giving her an answer to her question. This recommendation came from the bondage teacher I had rolling her eyes with orgasms every day didn't it? He asks in response, though in the teacher's defense, I did have her in her favorite positions, I found her G Spot early and she was usually on some kind of sex enhancing drug.
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RE Welcome to the Sex Academy Spots still open! Yes... I won't say I wasn't impressed with that, but we did have to stop offering extra credit for getting Ms. Cooper out of her panties. I'm starting to suspect that she's teaching that class just to show students what gets her off and then letting them test their techniques on her. I take the photo back and give it a look. This... Brenda... I think she could make a great student here. Hell, just look at her boobs. What kind of an 18 year old's chest looks like that? She is going to be amazing, but she hasn't even lost her virginity yet. I take the remote that all teachers are given, running my finger around the button. I'm offering you her sweet virgin pussy. But I always hand-pick the students for special assignments. So... I point the remote in your direction and finally press the button. With a beep, your pants open up, the fabric of the crotch pulling away toward the sides to reveal the treasure underneath. I lean down so my round breasts are hanging. With my next sultry words, I let the top of my blouse slide down around my chest, allowing my tits to hang free. ...let's see if you're really up to the challenge. You think you can make my eyes roll too? I take your cock in hand and guide it in between my massive breasts, giving them a squeeze together.
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RE Welcome to the Sex Academy Spots still open! William, meanwhile, was stepping onto the grounds for the very first time this was the academy he will be attending for quite some time, huh? He gulped lightly to himself he assumed that all freshmen were to assemble somewhere so they can be introduced to the upperclassmen, really. Will adjusted the collar of the blazer portion of his uniform in a slightly nervous fashion to think he would've applied to such a nice-looking place... only to know what really goes on behind the walls and everything, really. He began wandering around, entering the main building and actually traversed about in a somewhat lost state. He wondered if he would meet someone who might have some kind of idea in where to go, but for a while, he wandered about, lost. Faculty or student... either one of them would be a great help to him, unless the student is a lost freshman like he was. ...Even lost, this still beats the work force by a mile... Will mumbled this to himself, knowing it would be odd to speak it out loud entirely, but nonetheless, he followed the hallway. Whenever it came to the start of a new year, people gathered in the gymnasium or auditorium so the head of the academy would welcome new students to the school, and welcome back those who have been around before. So, more than anything, that would probably be a good place to start as any, he thought to himself... and it was there he would have to look for now instead! Of course... this is assuming this plays and follows the same path lines that he read in books, really if not, it would most definitely make for a poor first impression for him...!
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RE Welcome to the Sex Academy Spots still open! I nod in agreeance that she could be a great student. She had the body at least to make it far, and if the attitude I was being told was anything to go by, then she might have the drive to do the same. Oh wow...that would be amazing. I say, hearing she is a virgin, though I'm not sure if I believe it. It would just be too good. I get a gist of what is coming next and get into a bit more of a comfortable position, opening my legs and making sure the fabric can clear away to empty space. Once the air hits my cock though, jump a little at the little breeze as the fabric pulls away. I'm not sure about you Ma'am. You are...the head mistress. I pause as the breasts wrap then pulse around me a little before finishing. I will try though. I inform you, sitting on the chair, waiting for you to make the first move, or for you to tell me to take over.
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RE Welcome to the Sex Academy Spots still open! Out of the corner of my eye, I swear I saw a male student wandering the campus by himself. Hm? I might have to deal with him, but I've got my hands full at the moment. Despite these thoughts, I expertly avoid showing that I'm distracted. The Head Mistress does what she wants... And all the students also do what the Head Mistress wants. I give your cock a few strokes to test the waters. Nice and big... now let's see if you've got the endurance to give Brenda a nice, long fuck. I bend over and give your cock a few licks. All the students do what the Head Mistress wants, and I want you to not cum! Instantly, I begin stroking at full speed, giving you the best tit fuck you could have imagined. Through it all, I am spinning my tongue around the head of your cock, while alternating between lifting my tits in and out of sync with each other, throwing in a couple squeezes for good measure. I progress by lowering my head further, taking the top inch in my mouth and sucking it while continuing to stroke it with my tongue inside my mouth and my tits outside.
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RE Welcome to the Sex Academy Spots still open! I moan and groan as your tits and mouth work me over. I don't have the sense of mind to respond in anything outside of Yes Ma'am. or No ma'am to your questions. I just do my best to past this test of yours, letting the pleasure build for a few minutes before focusing on not letting myself climax. You are better then any would even expect and it is amazing to have someone of your talent to play with, even for just the night.