[a few jumps later, they were in their intended destination]
Sylvia: Here we are, the planet where Wander bought the Bonehead
Peepers: >_< ... o_< (sighed in relief it was over)
Sylvia: We're almost there, hang tight while I land this thing
Peepers: (still hangs on)
[it was a bit of a bumpy ride, but Sylvia manages to land them on the docks]
Sylvia: Here we are
Peepers: (looks around)
Sylvia: Keep close, Pipsqueak. This plc may be fun n games, but it can be pretty seedy, especially wen it allows slave auction trades
Peepers: (nods, keeping close to her)
[the duo made their way to the plc where the auction took plc, only to be stopped by security]
Security: Halt. This plc is only open at night for functions only
Sylvia: I'm here to see ur boss. Step aside. It's reli urgent
Peepers: (nod)
Security: And why should I let u in to see them? They're a very busy person
Sylvia: It concerns the auction n a slave my boss buddy bought from u guys
Peepers: (writes) So just let us in and we'll make it as quick as we can.
Security: [stared at them for a moment, squinting his eyes as he sized them up before he picked up his communicator] I'll see if the boss is free [went aside to make the call]
Peepers: :D
Sylvia: Smooth. Tho ever considered sign language? Might be easier to express urself than writing
Peepers: (writes) I sort of had thought about it.
Sylvia: It isn't too late to start. N I heard there's some type of smart glove gadget tht can translate ur sign language into a voice for ppl to hear, so ppl who don't know sign language can understand u
Peepers: (nod) (writes) Sounds good.
Sylvia: Tho I heard it's a black market item thing. I'll prolly need help n connections to find tht stuff
Peepers: (writes) I see.
Security: [returns to them] Ur lucky. They've got a free slot. U can go see them. Top floor, down the hall
Sylvia: Sweet. Let's go, Peepers
Peepers: (nod) (follows Sylvia)
[the duo made their way to the boss's office as per the security's directions]
Peepers: (looking around)
Sylvia: Huh, pretty fancy plc [stops right at the office door] We're here. Again, stay close
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: [approaches the door n knocked on it]
??: Come in
[The door automatically opened by itself as the voice said it]
Peepers: :o
Sylvia: Huh, voice activated. Fancy [enters]
[The boss's back of the chair was facing them]
Boss: So wat can we do for u, visitor?
Sylvia: Turn ard n face me, then we can talk business
Peepers: (hides a little behind Sylvia)
Boss: [turns ard to reveal tht it was some kind of reptilian species, n they're two-headed, one with jet black hair n one with snow white hair, n they speak simulatenously] U speak with such gusto. U got guts, we admire tht
Sylvia: (thinks: So tht's why the security guy called the boss "They") Well, I take it as a compliment
Peepers: (blinked in surprise)
Boss: Hv a seat, u two. Wanna drink?
Sylvia: [led Peepers to sit nxt to her] No, thanks. I prefer not to drink on the job.
Boss: Fair enough [pours themselves a drink, one hand feeding one head and other hand feeding the other] So like we asked, wat can we do u for?
Sylvia: [leans closer] Its abt the breeder slave my boss bought frm u guys
Peepers: (writes) We'd like to know if there's any way if a slave didn't want to be a slave no more.
Boss: [stared at them for a moment before suddenly bursting out laughing] (rofl)
Peepers: :|
Sylvia: Wat's so funny?
Boss: [calms dwn a bit] Ahahahha... For a moment there I thought u were here bcoz ur not satisfied with my products n want a refund or something. I didn't think u'd ask for something so... so... STUPID! AHAHAHAHA~~ (rofl)
Peepers: (slams hands on desk) (anger)
Boss: [wasn't phased by the slam at all, still continued laughing]
Sylvia: And wat's so stupid abt wanting to free a slave? My boss wants to keep his slave permanently, so wat's the issue?
Boss: [immediately stops laughing as their face became deadpan serious] I think u've come to the wrong plc here, missy. We're a business, not a charity. If we allow our slaves to be freed willy-nilly, we'd go bankrupt. Last I heard, slave trading is still legal under the galactical law loophole, n once we get a product, we own them for life. Now, if ur boss wants to hv his slave on a permanent basis, I'm willing to write up a contract for him to keep his slave with an annual fee, bt as far as freeing slaves, ur boss has no right for tht, WE do, n we don't intend on letting go our bread-winners
Peepers: (writes) Why the hell should you care if you loose one slave?
Boss: Bcoz if one slave goes free, the other slaves will want to follow suite. Ppl talk, n evn if we cover it up, they will still hear it frm others n will want to be free. Its logical, n its bad for business. If u were in my shoes, n ur workers find out tht they can leave anytime they want without repercussions, do u think u will still hv a business to run?
Sylvia: So wat? Its abt time ur type of business go in retirement, anyways. Its outdated, n ppl can get slaves in more humane conditions than this
Boss: |-( Then ur boss should've gotten his slave frm ur so-called humane companies, bt don't push ur luck. All slave traders n companies are the same. There are no such thing as "humane" slave trades, that's human resources. Its called "slave trade" for a reason, missy
Peepers: (writes) You said there was a contract involved?
Boss: Yes, a contract tht allows him to keep the slave so long as he pays an annual fee, n the contract will become void if ur boss dies, in which the slave will be returned to us, or if the slave themselves die, then the contract is void as well
Sylvia: Are the bosses allowed to keep the slaves as their life partner then?
Boss: U mean marry the slave? Pfft, good luck trying to get a court to approve tht. Slaves r considered property, not ppl, n u can't marry property. The slave has to be free to be able to marry the boss, n u knw tht's not gonna happen. Well, nothing wrong with having the slave as a side chick or a concubine, if ur boss is into tht sort of thing (smirk)
Peepers: (writes) This boss will NOT approve of you speaking like that about his 'slave'.
Boss: Pfft, whatever. Not my problem. Like I said, no chance of freeing a slave frm us. If ur boss changes his mind abt giving us bk the slave, or is interested in this contract, feel free to come bk with him anytime. If nothing else, hv a good day, n let us knw if the slave has done their breeding duty so we can collect them
Sylvia: [glares at the boss for a moment, then gets up] Lets go, pipsqueak. We're done now [takes his hand n left the office]
Peepers: (glares, giving the finger and leaving with Sylvia)
[the duo made their way out of the building, n once they were out, Sylvia let out a heavy, frustrated sigh]
Sylvia: Uuuugggghhh~~~ Tht went well...
Peepers: =__=
Sylvia: Lets go find a hotel to chk in n spend the night. I need to relay the news to Wander
Peepers: (nod)
[the duo made their way to the nearest affordable hotel to stay in]
Sylvia: [was doing the booking, turns to Peepers] U want ur own room? Or do u, uh, u knw, wanna share a room with ur own single bed?
Peepers: (writes) I won't mind sharing.
Sylvia: (nod) [turns to book a room with two single beds, then got the keys, handed one of them to Peepers] Here, u go wait in the room. I'm gonna use their computer facilities dwn here to contact Wander first
Peepers: (nod) (heads to their room)
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