Thread: Engineering his revenge Lime & Flassche

Day 1 Two men are seen walking towards a terminal. One is an older male dressed in a fine business suit, the other is a young man who is wearing a tight flight suit. The young man chuckles as he responds to the older man. I am telling you, zero gravity had its benefits too. Imagine floating around the cabin, doing absolutely nothing The older man grins as he pads his shoulder. You always where a bit of a dreamer. The young mans stops and takes a look at the sight beyond the window. A large shuttle is being prepped for launch. The liberty He whispers as his mind wonders of for a few minutes. After a few second he turns around and continues their chat. I am kind of disappointed Alicia is not here to see me off. She used to tell me to shoot off, I guess she got what she wanted. The two men laugh for a few seconds as the enter the next room. At the mentioning of Alicia the older males eyes fix sharply at the young mans. I heard you have been granted a Mark II prototype to keep yourself occupied out there. The young mans grin was almost too wide for his face to hold. Jealous old man? Although a bit out-dated, she gets the job done The Mark II was a second generation of Cloned humans. They were designed to fulfil simple tasks or help with routine procedures. It was wildly know that a Mark II could be used for other purposes as well. Yes about that Lance. I have taken the liberty to alter your shipment. I am sure you will like what you find there At those words the young man stops speaking. Edward was influential man, but could he pull off something like this. The expression in his eyes confirmed his question. The two men continue to speak for at least a few more minutes until a emotionless voice is heard on the intercom. Lieutenant Lancius Ronald Carther, Please report to hangar bay 7-a The two men exchange handshakes and go their separate ways. Day 2 A loud scream is heard as Lance woke up. Waking up in a strange environment was something he would have to get used to. Pulling on his work clothed, which consisted of a tight spandex grey outfit with small metallic plugs on the chest and back. He stepped out of his cabin and made his way towards the cargo bay, occasionally jumping as 0,8 Gravity could help one get a spring behind the boot. Opening the cargo bay was a bit of a disappointment to the young man. Large crates where spread across the large bay. Each one would have to be used and tested in space. It would take a long time, but the pay was good. After a bit of searching he found a large crate, it was odd because of the ventilation system that was built into it. Minutes later he had entered the correct commands and the lid removed itself. Peeking inside he found a woman, if a sight like her could be described as a mere woman. She was half naked, covered only with a small and almost cat suit like tank top and shorts. Her skin was a perfect almond shade, and her curves were almost inhuman. Perfect 36DD breast that defied gravity itself, they showed no signs of sagging and seemed to stand up perfectly. Her narrow waist was almost alien like alluring. And her face, it was a perfect replica of his older sister. It took the young man some time to stop staring at the perfect creature. The young man began to read the notes his Brother in law had left for him. Simple instructions and a few warnings. Seconds later he had activated the device and her protective casing removed itself. A large intake of air was heard, and her life support equipment released itself. Grinning the young man placed his hand on the clones face and spoke. I think I shall call you Alicia