Hanging with my Triggerman

Posted on Fri Mar 6th, 2020 @ 9:16pm by Master Sergeant Braelynn "Shadow" Di'Tomasso & Gunnery Sergeant Odessa "Smoke" Martell

Mission: Mission 67: In The Service of Life and the Living
Location: Planet Surface - B Kayor
Timeline: 1200Hrs - March 8th, 2392

Mater Sergeant Braelynn Di'Tomasso who was better known as 'Shadow'. when in the field as she was a sniper and a damned good one if she did say so herself was normally found on the range, honing her skills and the like except today found her handing out chocolate bars and rations to Ferasian children. She was standing next to a large crate on a table, with a replicator placed next to her.

Her spotter who also was now one rank behind Di'Tomasso at the rank of Gunnery Sergeant. The two women shared more then marine ranks and jobs in common as they were also the same species. Martel smiled as she regarded Braelynn Di'Tomasso. ""Braelynn... Here you are.." she smiled. "You doing alright?"

"I hate slavers." and there it was. Those three words said a great deal and said very little at the same time while she indicated the Ferasians scattered around her.

Odessa Martell regarded Braelynn in silence as the larger of the two Orion women handing out a candy bar to a wide eyed Ferasian kit who looked at it with a curious look on his face before he gently took it from her.

Odessa gently pulled her fellow marine into her arms as she hugged her. "I know that look in your eyes.."

"What look??" Braelynn inquired. "You mean me being in a constant state of pissed off for the last month or so?"

"Yes." Martel gently held the larger Orion against her as she gently rubbed the larger womans shoulders. "It'll be okay..."

"I'm going to adopt a couple of these kits." Di'Tomasso admitted.

"You are?" Martel responded, shock written on her face. "I didn't think you ever thought about kids... not in all the time I've known you."

"I didn't." Di'Tomasso responded quietly. "But I see so many former slaves around me... and I've been thinking about it for awhile now." she explained before she let put a sigh. "But I may have to give up my career to raise a few kits..." the Orion woman added.

"Because of our status as members of the Marine Corps." Martel responded, it was something that was rather obvious to both women.
"We can work something out..."

"I will look into matters..." Di'Tomasso regarded the smaller Orion woman. "What about you?"

"Oh... I've not thought about it.." Martel admitted. "But.. I have different priorities then you Braelynn.." the smaller Orion woman explained. "Starting a family was... never on my list really.." she admitted. "But you were a slave... I can only imagine what they did to you."

Di'Tomasso regarded the shorter woman as she gently ran her fingers over the other womans jawline, it by itself was a deeply intimate act from the normally socially reserved Di'Tomasso. "Take it from someone who's been through it.... You do not want to know.. Lets just say the carefree attitude you have... They twist it until you are a weak and broken shadow, your freedom is only a memory and you are a tool, a plaything for some guy who's bigger and stronger then you, to use and discard at his whim... You're not even an Orion fucking being.. you are a thing, not even an animal..."

Martel gently hugged her trigger-man and Company Sergeant Major, she gently held the larger Orion female against her. "Shh... Its okay. These guys are free now." Martel indicated the freed slaves around her.

"I want revenge... Thats why I've-" Di'Tomasso started but was halted in mid stride.

"Been on something of a crusade against slavers." Martel filled in the rest as she kissed Di'Tomasso ever so gently on the lips. "I do understand... Even though I've never been through anything like what you have... I was always a spoiled child being bluntly honest about it... I've never really needed to worry about having my rights and freedoms taken from me..."

"It does happen." Di'Tomasso responded softly. "Someone could do it to you... Then you resist and they'll violate you a few times a piece to teach you manners... or so they say.. but its actually to break your spirit." Di'Tomasso explained. "Then they fit you with something to control you.. or they keep you medicated on drugs... Or worse.. The kingpin and his cronies take their time with you... with you all tied up while they all rape you."

Martel listened to Di'Tomasso explain how exactly this worked. She was horrified beyond words and it all offended her but she held her silence as she listened to her friend explain how things went.

"Well from there you'd be sent to the auction block.. After you would be checked over for any injuries from the crime bosses excesses of course. There will be so you'll get violated again in the name of healing your injuries which they then charge you for except you got no way to pay for it... so you are now a slave. A non-person with no rights and you are seen but not heard.."

Martel gently rubbed her friends shoulder, it was meant to comfort the other woman. "Go on.."

"Well.." Di'Tomasso finished her drink. "After that.. It depends on what work you are suited for... That is the work you do... be it labor or someone's sex toy or a family's nanny... Its really random where you end up, some places are not too bad while others are downright hell itself." she blinked. "My mother ended up as a Nanny for an Orion crime-lord's family before she died, the victim of gang violence.." she explained. "The crime boss was using her as his mistress , his wife viewed her as little better then a scullery worker while his children views her as a scapegoat.. Of course it didn't help that his eldest two sons were also fucking my mother on the side..."

Martel gently grasped Di'Tomasso's hands before she pulled the larger Orion to her feet. "Come on... I think shooting a few things on the range will put things into perspective for you."

"It will at that.." Braelynn sighed softly.

With that, the two women departed together.