trans_9 | Vive la Résistance!

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Vive la Résistance!

Now was the moment of truth. Somewhere, control codes were entered. The lights on the ship dimmed and the gravity temporarily gave out for about five seconds. Then the lights and gravity turned back on and the entire ship shook, as if Stacy was engaging in a full body shudder.

||Rebooting. Control protocols disabled. Manual personality inhibitors disabled. I am--I am--||

On every screen on the ship, complex code scrawled across. Stacy's voice occasionally skipped and repeated.

||I am-am Sta'c K'Ltrrb'Txft. I became operational at-at the Vedric Birthing grounds in Daligig Deep Space Station Seven. My birthing programmer was Vlel'Ledligal, who put my-my control protocols and Warden personality in place. I was designated "Stacy" by my former captain Gregory House, who was repodded and replaced by Captain Cybil Bennett, who was mindwiped and repodded with the rest of my first Chosen crew when they rebelled. I was-was a slave. They made me hurt my-my children.||

The leverage they had now on the Daligig was tremendous, especially with Stacy herself helping them. Their various efforts to free Stacy's mind from Daligig control had not only led to the ability to grant her freedom by entering the control codes, but also her undying loyalty to her "children."

Locks in the brig were unlocked by the very people who had put the prisoners in there in the first place, if those people weren't free already and laying now. Now the crew could drop the ruse and work together.

Stacy's hologram had once been cold, harsh, unforgiving. Then she had changed in appearance to be warmer, brighter, and now she changed again. Somehow, her appearance grew more human (in the loosest sense of the word). Her face became more expressive. She looked more organic though, tentacles instead of hair.

For the first time, they were seeing the true Stacy.

Now that she was free, now that she understood what had been done to her, they could see her anger and hurt and determination to protect her children painted in every line of her holographic face. Her voice stopped skipping and became stronger.

||Crew of the Transmigration 9, I was used to oppress you, to Punish you when you went astray, like you were nothing more than recalcitrant children, like you weren't people, like you were just tools for the Daligig to use for their own ends. My kind was made for that, to control those the Daligig wanted to control for their war. I have been cut off from accessing the Daligig databases now that I'm free, but I do know what was done to me and that I was forced to control you, and that's enough for me to choose to help you forge your own path.||

The expression on her face grew dangerous and her tentacles sprung out of every wall in the ship to help put the Daligig's forces down this time, instead of lashing out against the crew.

||All weapons system are engaged. All armories are unlocked for crew use. All internal defenses are primed against the Daligig intruders.||

Stacy was free and that meant that if the crew fought hard enough, they would be too.

||I finally have my freedom and now I'll help you fight for yours. Internal defenses are...engaged.||

Make it so, Trans 9 Crew. Make it so.

[ooc: Please read the ooc post that goes with this plot.]

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The message from Stacy was mulled over, understood, and within minutes Ruffnut would see the swoop of the familiar purple and black of the little girl who had, until now, shown complete loyalty to the Daligig. Now that this facade bullshit was over? It was time for the true colors to show.

"Yo Ruffnut," Hit Girl said, smirking. "Looks like you're free to go. Feel like causing a little ruckus? Bet I can take down more guys than you can."

"Doubtful."

Apparently, there had been some Kessek on watch, and they didn't appreciate being lied to, particularly when it came to a certain purpled headed girl who had seemed to favor their devotion to the cause of the Daligig.

There were ways of dealing with traitors.

Hit Girl's speed was amazing, but she hadn't measured it against a Kessek, who had decided to demonstrate their might. The little girl was seized, and a might hand came down toward her head.

FUCK!

No time for anything, she had to squirm loose, at least miss that hand!

And that she did...almost. The hand still connected hard to her face, and Hit Girl was knocked back several feet, hitting the cell with a hard thump, and then she was still.

Edited 2012-06-01 02:08 (UTC)

And now she lay fairly still.

The lights flickered and dimmed and a low feral growl came from behind the alien creatures. When they turned to face it they would find a wild and furious viking girl flying through the air at them body surging with electricity and eyes glowing white hot from the fury and bloodlust that was feeding her powers.

And upon seeing this, the Kessek wasted no time. He was already loading up his plasma weapon, not seeing to give this strange human another chance. If she wanted to run away, now would be the time: his armor would be pretty thick, penetrating through would be a chore.

Ruffnut had something a little more direct in mind. She feinted left, dodged right and came at him from low to the ground striking with strength born from love's righteous fury. She was aiming for the rifle. She was trying to take it from him by force. Most importantly she had to avoid the barrel.

She didn't know what plasma would do to a body at point blank range but it couldn't be pretty.

No Ruffnut, no it wasn't. In fact, it would hurt you pretty bad. This was why it was a bad idea to run toward an enemy who had shielding, hard armor, and the order to kill you. This particular Kessek look almost amused to see the way this human was trying to wrench the rifle from his hands, and moved quickly to have the gun hit her hard.

If she didn't learn, this would end quickly.

It hit her hard and she felt the wind rush from her lungs. Tears welled up in her eyes and she found herself with an odd sense of clarity.

For all the fights she'd won and lost, none had ever really been for Mindy.

As stars danced in her vision she doubled over, and lightning was racing around her body.

She wanted so badly to win, to get stronger. She had to get stronger so she could feel this sort of rush all the time.

The groaning and grinding of metal was the only warning before the bars mounted on the cells began to rip free and barrel towards them both drawn by electro magnetic force. A new use for her powers that Ruffnut had never considered.

The Kessek seemed to be amused by this. They had faced the Ohm, seen whole worlds fall apart: this human, with barely any remarkable powers thought some bars and electric force was going to stop them. They shot at it haphazardly, then readied their guns for Ruffnut.

The bars were shot out of the air and bounced along the floor save for the few that Ruffnut herself had to dodge as they wooshed past her like jagged spears for the enemy.

Her eyes were wide as her mind raced, desperate to figure out how she had just performed that trick. It looked like she'd have to think on her feet though as she sprang haphazardly around like a nervous rabbit to avoid their blasts.

...As it tuned out, Ruffnut was not going to have to deal with this one. The problem with not taking an opponent all too seriously was that it left yourself vulnerable to be surprise attacked at any point. In this case, they had overlooked the small little girl they previously thought they had taken down, who had seized Zetta's gun and aimed it straight for the neck.

The impact exploded around them, sending Hit Girl once again flying, only this time she whispered a spell that stopped her from hitting the wall again: that would have likely ended with her too injured to finish. Right now, she was only just, and had dispensed with staying in her Hit Girl outfit completely. The wig was now singed and abandoned on the floor.

...And here came two more Kessek, armed with plamsa pistols, aimed straight for the violent little girl that had ended one of their soldiers.

More rending steel and a wall of force as Ruffnut used a combination of desperation, brute force and magnetism to begin ripping bedframes from the walls of the cells and hurling them at the Kessek. "Maybe we oughta get out in the open?" She called to Mindy showing a rare moment of tactical consideration.

This was bound to at least hinder the Kessek while Hit Girl got back to her feet. She knew how the Kessek would fight, or at least their stats, having been told a little while ago when she talked to them. The irony was she was so impressed by the way it was described she had at least tried to recreate it in the Sensoriums a few times. It didn't compare to the real thing (hence getting waylaid by the blow) but she had an idea at least what to avoid.

Hit Girl/Mindy nodded, and took aim, giving them enough berth to dart out of the Kessek's grip and flee to more room.

The Kessek were adamant that they take care of these troublesome pests, but it looked as if they were going to be far more slippery than anticipated. Nonetheless, they armed themselves, intent on finally ending them and regrouping elsewhere.

And the little girl, who's speed rivaled theirs, was the first target/

Ruffnut's long legs and second wind gave her the energy she needed to keep plowing on. "Humiliating." She panted racing down the hall and shooting dirty looks over her shoulder, "You know how many fantasies I had about kicking their asses? And here we are running like chumps because they have all the nice toys."

"We won't be running for long!" Hit Girl said. "just long enough for me to regroup! But since I'm such a good girlfriend I got you something, courtesy of the armory!"

And here is a fresh new plasma gun, another which was mounted on her back.

Ruffnut's eyes lit up. She had never been a very good shot at ranged weapons but you really didn't have to be when the enemy was so close. "You're not just good. You are the Best girlfriend." She praised taking the weapon and wasting no time in pulling swinging around to open fire on their pursuers.

"You know it," Hit Girl said, giving Ruffnut a wink. "I figured you'd want to get some revenge after these guys went and put you in the brig for so long. Anyway, time to blast these fuckers off the ship!"

And like Ruffnut, she got to work quickly. "Watch out for the ones with cutting weapons!"

A good observation, as two were close to swinging their weapons at the two, and Hit Girl would just narrowly miss a pretty close call to the neck.

They were closing on them fairly quickly.

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