prison transport

milfhunter23

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The plane was leaking fuel his prisoner an extremely dangerous individual was still cuffed to her chair. Suddenly the plane hit tree level and I was jerked forward slamming my head into the seat in front. As I was bleeding over the floor the plane slams into the ground causing me to hit my head again. The world goes dark as a see the arm wrest separate from the chair next to me.
 
Cyan had been caught. She couldn't believe it, and by a second rate bounty hunter too. She struggled in her restraints and when she realized the plane was crashing she began pulling harder. Eventually the crash helped set her free but she was sent through the windshield, sustaining a concussion and being knocked out.

She woke up some hours later to find herself staring up at a tree in the middle of nowhere. Handcuffs still attached but the chain had broke. She was virtually free. Except for revenge. She would get payback on the bastard as soon as she felt okay to walk. Her body bruised and feeling broken in some spots.
 
His eyes filtered open and closed only he was pinned in his seat a few ribs might even be broken. His gun was gone the pilot and copilot were both dead not a big waist. He tried to move turning he found the seat next to him empty. Were was his prisoner probably with his gun he thought at least he had stopped bleeding.
 
Cyan felt something hard sticking into her and she rolled over to find out what it was. A gun to her surprise and luck. She picked it up and looked back over to the ship. She was some meters away. She took the gun in hand and headed back to the ship. Coming in she found the cockpit full of dead people and her surviving captor pinned.

"Well isn't this a nice change." She said the gun trained on him.
 
"convict turn over the gun and you may escape the electric chair" he told her as he tried to fee himsefl. it was clear in only a minute this would only happen if he was willing to leave his legs behind. "just give me the gun and help me out of this chair" reaching out for the gun as he spoke.
 
"Oh please!" She laughed as she stepped a foot up on his injured leg and leaned down the gun no longer pointing at him but she was ready to strike if he tried anything.

"You know as well as I do that if I let you live I'm going to the worst prison the Alliance has. The one where death is a privilege. Don't think I don't know about it. I've been there, I escaped. You're going to need a better reason for me to let you out or I'm just going to leave you to die here."
 
he tried not to wince as his pants was soaked with more blood from his open wound. "because i know this rock and you are just a tourist" it was true he had seen maps fly overs and once camed on the planet a very rare thing in these days. he looked into her eyes she would sooner shoot him the look at him. "second when they find us you are going to need a living hostage"
 
He was right, she would get lost fast and a hostage would be handy.

"Fine." She said and at the same time cranked what was pinning him out of the way the gun now up under his chin.

"But I'm keeping the gun." She added. "Now get up."
 
he moved slolwy towards the door or what was left of it "How long do you think you cna kep this up" not a good idea if the other option is shoot me

exiting the plane he almost makes a break for it when she fires a shot. "hold on cowboy i didn't say gidde up" he turns back to see her still holding the gun at him.
 
"I'm not going back to that prison. I may kill people for a living but even I don't deserve daily rape and torture for the rest of my days. If you were human at all you'd agree." She thought about taking him for a test drive. He was very attractive but too dangerous.

"Now you behave because I won't miss with the next shot."
 
"youre all the same animals, did the 12 people you killed deserve that" he continued to walk wondering why she had not tied his hands. "i hope you know this planet is almost unihabiataed" of course so were most of the planets in the alliance space. he continued to walk wreckage was everywere sctered in a long trail.
 
"At least half of them did." She replied annoyed that he was backtalking so much. She began looking around trying to find out where to go but all she found was forest.

"Look. You lead me to civilization and I promise to let you live. Otherwise I'm going to find it myself and to rut with you." She held him by the collar of his jacket, pushing him ever forward with the gun digging into his back.

(OOC Rut is the word for fuck in firefly in case you forgot :) )
 
he continues walking "lets see its 8,ooo miles and we made it half way so it should only be 4,000 miles" or otherwise hopless this was a lumber planet if not for blind luck they could circle the globe and never find anyone "so is that a threat or an offer"
 
How he stayed so calm angered her and she wanted to break him. she kicked the back of his leg and dropped him to his knees, she stepped around in front of him and held the gun to his forehead.

"You're lying. There has to be a town closer than that. I'm giving you one chance to tell the truth or I pull this trigger and find my way to a town myself and off this planet."
 
he laughs "This is a labor planet ships dont even lant they just pick up the lumber" he explains in fact there not in a clearing so much as an old scorch mark from a large frieghter. "go ahead shoot see how long you live" he was not afraid only anoyed h would die on this hell hole.
 
"Dammit!" She yelled as she struck his face with the gun. She ran her hand through her hair as she figured out what to do. She began pacing and wasn't paying much attention to her former captor.
 
slowly he pulled the hidden knife out of his boot as she did not watch him. slowly he creapt up behind her only before he could kill her he winced dropping the knife.
 
Cyan didn't hear him sneak up behind her, but did hear the knife clink off a rock, laying to rest between the two. She turned and looked at it, then at him and back at it. She smiled.

"Aww hon is that wound botherin' ya? Y'know I might not have to kill you, it'll do it for me. Of course that's if you don't get medical attention in time. Like you said we're a far cry from help and nobodies findin' us so you really gotta think of what's more important. Tradin' in a convict for a couple lousy credits or your own life. Seein' as I can't kill you, if I get off this planet alive in all likelihood you'll be left alive to chase me down if you want. Or go after more money. But that won't happen with you tryin' t'kill me. You want to live you help me, I'm good on my word. I won't kill ya once the cities in sight. You want to die I'll cuff you to a tree and let that wound take care o'ya."
 
he shook his head "We could go back for the radio and pretend to be a lost logging team" he suggests only because he is sure se would shoot him and eat his corpse. "and why i didn't say it is because despite my wound i was sure i would live longer then you"
 
She mentally smacked herself in the head. That's what he wanted. To get her lost in the woods while he waited for them to find the little black box in the plane. Still she was sure that he was joking when he said he'd live longer than her.

"How do you figure? I have the gun, what else do you need to survive in the woods?"
 
"i dont know water, shelter, food, heat should i go one or have you had enough" in only afew hours they were back at the plane "anyways don't bother i have to find a way to power he radio" if only he could find a way to get his gun back.
 
"Fine you do that." She said taking the handcuffs she'd found on one of the pilots and cuffing him in the cockpit. She couldn't find the key on the pilot but assumed they'd been lost.

"I'm going down to the river and having a bath. I'll be back in a couple hours. I'm sure you'll have figured out what to do by then." She said as she turned and left for the river. She left the gun on the shore by her tattered prison garbs she'd only just received before the flight. She was glad to be out of the bra which was likely intentionally a size too small like the panties.

She washed herself off and cleaned her hair. Then went about picking out any shrapnel and glass she hadn't originally gotten out. She wasn't going to let him know how badly she was actually hurt. The blood from her head wound was hidden in her thick dark locks.

For a moment she was almost relaxed as she basked in the sun and river. Closing her eyes as she bathed herself using the undershirt as a wash cloth. She knew she was tough, she could survive out here. Regardless of what he said.
 
he watched he would get her it took him only moments to send out a lowl level distress signal. he watched then sliped again damn wound never teated and fell in the small brook. "I was not trying to kill you i am a pervert watching you bath" he says
 
She screamed as something splashed in the water. It was him. She listened to his explanation then looked over to her clothes. He was closer to shore so she didn't hesitate and began to book it hoping to reach shore before he could, banking on his injury.
 
red water washer over his body as he caught her foot then slipped. "come on you think i would put bullets in my gun" he bluffed only to be shot in the arm falling back. "damn bit**"
 
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