Death Becomes Her

Posted on Fri Feb 8th, 2019 @ 2:41pm by Death & Baroness 2nd Class Schwein von Alcott

Mission: Earthly Visitation
Location: Fluffernuttenfaust
Timeline: 2396

Having left the USS Hera about an hour ago, Schwein had her marching orders, but she also had a moral dilemma. She wanted to take this Collector out of the picture in a permanent manner, but if he had more captives, they deserved justice as well. "Death... What are the odds that this Collector guy and his goons in his stronghold are supposed to die when I get there in... Eleven days?"

"That depends on you and what happens upon your arrival." Death replied with a grin. "Do you have a plan?"

"Two plans, actually..." Schwein adjusted the warp field harmonic to better match the cloak and leaned back in the pilot's seat. "First one, I go in and kill everyone, leaving the mess to an anonymous tip to the local authorities. Second one, I gas the place, give an anonymous tip to the authorities, and make sure this collector is caught holding the goods. Which one I choose..."

Depends on whether I'm supposed to reap twenty three souls in that underground bunker or not," the pale woman finished. "Well... To find that out we'd have to deepen our bond. We'd have to be able to see through each other's eyes."

The silver haired pirate stared at the pale spirit for several long moments before turning back to the small ship's controls with a grunt. She was already bonded far too deeply for her tastes already...

Coming up behind Schwein, Death lightly ran her black gloved hands over her shoulders and across her chest, whispering into her ear enticingly. "It'll only be a little bit... What will it hurt? You'll be able to see soooo much and you won't have to worry about anything..."

While the pirate was a bit startled, there was something soothing about the words - like a soft lullaby that she couldn't resist drifting off to sleep to as she nodded. "Okay..."

Grinning with teeth as long as piano keys, Death seemed to sink into the now entranced Schwein and vanish. After a moment, the Reaper Schwein awoke and opened her eyes, staring out across the vastness of space, into the Collector's base on Risa. There she saw not only the Collector, but five employees and seventeen prisoners and read their life histories and immediate futures.

Reaching out, she pulled her ship down to warp six, changed course to the Rigel system, and tapped into the comm systems to begin her preparations. It turned out she didn't even need to go to Risa, after all. She just needed to get a little help from the local Defense Force and tell them all the information they needed. Within the hour, The Collector would be in Federation custody, his mercenaries would be in prison, those seventeen prisoners would be getting proper care, all stolen relics would be on their way back to their owners, and she would have downloaded his entire database into the Risian Defense Force mainframe.

Grinning wickedly, a dark glow seemed to envelop her as she passionately worked.

Within twenty minutes, her end of things was done. The database had been uploaded remotely using their own access codes and a SWAT team was now raiding the base. The odds of any of the Collector's associates getting away from this unscathed was almost impossible.

Finished, Death released her grip on Schwein, popping out of her like a rag doll out of a party canon, falling to the deck behind the pilot's seat while the silver haired pirate simply went limp with exhaustion.

When the private comm line lit up, neither of them really had the strength left to answer it.