MironaX
Planetoid
- Joined
- Apr 22, 2010
Viridia removed her glasses casually as the stations power dropped. She was expecting it, in fact she had engineered it. She moved over to the door to her lab, picked up a fire extinguisher and smashed the key panel. No one was getting in or out, even if they got the power up and running, not for several hours at least. She flicked her curly auburn hair behind her shoulders and started walking over to the holding cells. She brought up her personal recorder and started talking very convincingly.
"There seems to have been some kind of malfunction in the stations power grid. Unclear the extent of the power loss, however all systems seem to be running on backup for now. Just to be safe I am checking on the holding cells." As she walked she slipped off her labcoat, revealing her voluptuous form, clothed in a military skirt and sleeveless tech blouse. When she slipped into the cell chamber her heart began to race. Beyond the energy screen the focus of her whole life stood. Eight feet tall and wrought with lithe, herculean muscles. Their skin smooth and sleek. Sangheili. Or Elites as the military grunts call them.
"It seems the cages are holding, but fluctuations can be seen. If the power doesn't engage soon, there could be a containment failure." She plucked several vials of blue liquid from her desk and slipped them into ventilation feeds. A sharp hiss came and the liquid saturated the air inside the cells. It was a pheromone construct, an aphrodisiac to be specific. Designed to react specifically to their race. Without waiting she moved back and plucked another vial from her desk. This one she opened and poured down her cleavage, then smeared over her hands and worked it over every exposed bit of skin.
"Bugger! In the dim light i slipped and hit my desk, coating myself thoroughly in substance 17GY. The artificial Elite female pheromone we are testing for field use. As the power is down of course, I can't use the washing station. Just my luck." There. She was covered on all angles for when the power did turn back on. She tossed the recorder and walked over to the cage control panel.
"All right sweeties. Come get some." She had rigged the panel earlier to short circuit when she entered a specific code. She entered it and in doing so removed the only thing separating her from her four captive Elites.
"There seems to have been some kind of malfunction in the stations power grid. Unclear the extent of the power loss, however all systems seem to be running on backup for now. Just to be safe I am checking on the holding cells." As she walked she slipped off her labcoat, revealing her voluptuous form, clothed in a military skirt and sleeveless tech blouse. When she slipped into the cell chamber her heart began to race. Beyond the energy screen the focus of her whole life stood. Eight feet tall and wrought with lithe, herculean muscles. Their skin smooth and sleek. Sangheili. Or Elites as the military grunts call them.
"It seems the cages are holding, but fluctuations can be seen. If the power doesn't engage soon, there could be a containment failure." She plucked several vials of blue liquid from her desk and slipped them into ventilation feeds. A sharp hiss came and the liquid saturated the air inside the cells. It was a pheromone construct, an aphrodisiac to be specific. Designed to react specifically to their race. Without waiting she moved back and plucked another vial from her desk. This one she opened and poured down her cleavage, then smeared over her hands and worked it over every exposed bit of skin.
"Bugger! In the dim light i slipped and hit my desk, coating myself thoroughly in substance 17GY. The artificial Elite female pheromone we are testing for field use. As the power is down of course, I can't use the washing station. Just my luck." There. She was covered on all angles for when the power did turn back on. She tossed the recorder and walked over to the cage control panel.
"All right sweeties. Come get some." She had rigged the panel earlier to short circuit when she entered a specific code. She entered it and in doing so removed the only thing separating her from her four captive Elites.