Possession 6/?
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May 14 2013, 15:49:19 UTC
"I'm sorry to have to ask you this, but I'm going to need to complete my exam," Doctor Chakwas said as she walked back around in front of Liara once again. "I won't be invasive, but an exterior exam is absolutely necessary," she continued gently.
It took Liara a moment to fully realize what the human doctor was asking of her, and she couldn't prevent the blush that colored her cheeks. While Doctor Chakwas may have claimed she didn't know exactly what this Commander Shepard wanted her for, it was pretty clear that she had a good idea.
Reluctantly, Liara untied her skirt - not that it was covering her much to begin with. However, in a show of modesty, she kept the material draped over her stomach and upper thighs as she reclined on the bench. She took a deep, shaking breath, closed her eyes, and parted her knees, hoping that her face hadn't turned purple.
Thankfully, aside from a few brief adjustments to get a clear view, Chakwas's hands didn't linger. The exam was over quickly, and she breathed a sigh of relief when the human woman patted the side of her thigh, letting her know that she could close her legs. "I'm sorry about that, my dear. You have a clean bill of health. Unfortunately, some of the other slaves I've treated over the years haven't been so lucky."
Liara wasn't sure she would call herself lucky after being kidnapped by slavers, but she was grateful that none of them had tried to rape her. She wasn't entirely sure why she had been spared. Perhaps the batarians had guessed that she was a virgin, and hoped her inexperience would drive up her asking price.
A sudden thought occurred to her, and she felt her heart beat faster as she stood and re-tied her skirt around her waist. "Have you treated many slaves?" she asked.
"A fair number," Chakwas admitted. "It isn't a pleasant task."
Liara felt herself shiver, even though the med bay wasn't particularly cold. If this was part of Dr. Chakwas's standard exam, what did that say about her new owner? "Are there others here?" she asked.
Chakwas shook her head. "No. The Normandy isn't a slave vessel. I'm not entirely sure why the Commander decided to bring you here." Liara thought she had a fairly good idea, but didn't say so.
Doctor Chakwas waited for Liara to get covered again, resituating her skirt and slipping back into the jacket that the human female - Williams - had bought for her. As Liara slowly buttoned the jacket, she weighed the consequences of making a run for it now while the doctor's back was turned, but knew she wouldn't make it far.
"Come on, dear. I'm sure the Lieutenant has other things she needs to be doing if the Commander sent her back to the ship so early." They walked together towards the door, and even though Liara walked slowly in a vain effort to postpone her fate, Doctor Chakwas didn't berate her for it. "I know you didn't choose this life for yourself, but know that you will be taken care of on board this ship. The Commander can be hard, but she's fair to a fault."
Liara appreciated the attempt at calming her nerves, but nothing was going to help. She was still a slave, and until she had her freedom, she would be wary of anyone proclaiming to be her ally. It also didn't help that while she had met a few members of the crew she would now be living beside, Liara had yet to speak with her true owner. The only person's impressions she truly held any stock in were her own, and she hadn't even met the Captain who had purchased her; although just the fact that the merc dealt in the slave trade was a huge strike against her.
It took Liara a moment to fully realize what the human doctor was asking of her, and she couldn't prevent the blush that colored her cheeks. While Doctor Chakwas may have claimed she didn't know exactly what this Commander Shepard wanted her for, it was pretty clear that she had a good idea.
Reluctantly, Liara untied her skirt - not that it was covering her much to begin with. However, in a show of modesty, she kept the material draped over her stomach and upper thighs as she reclined on the bench. She took a deep, shaking breath, closed her eyes, and parted her knees, hoping that her face hadn't turned purple.
Thankfully, aside from a few brief adjustments to get a clear view, Chakwas's hands didn't linger. The exam was over quickly, and she breathed a sigh of relief when the human woman patted the side of her thigh, letting her know that she could close her legs. "I'm sorry about that, my dear. You have a clean bill of health. Unfortunately, some of the other slaves I've treated over the years haven't been so lucky."
Liara wasn't sure she would call herself lucky after being kidnapped by slavers, but she was grateful that none of them had tried to rape her. She wasn't entirely sure why she had been spared. Perhaps the batarians had guessed that she was a virgin, and hoped her inexperience would drive up her asking price.
A sudden thought occurred to her, and she felt her heart beat faster as she stood and re-tied her skirt around her waist. "Have you treated many slaves?" she asked.
"A fair number," Chakwas admitted. "It isn't a pleasant task."
Liara felt herself shiver, even though the med bay wasn't particularly cold. If this was part of Dr. Chakwas's standard exam, what did that say about her new owner? "Are there others here?" she asked.
Chakwas shook her head. "No. The Normandy isn't a slave vessel. I'm not entirely sure why the Commander decided to bring you here." Liara thought she had a fairly good idea, but didn't say so.
Doctor Chakwas waited for Liara to get covered again, resituating her skirt and slipping back into the jacket that the human female - Williams - had bought for her. As Liara slowly buttoned the jacket, she weighed the consequences of making a run for it now while the doctor's back was turned, but knew she wouldn't make it far.
"Come on, dear. I'm sure the Lieutenant has other things she needs to be doing if the Commander sent her back to the ship so early." They walked together towards the door, and even though Liara walked slowly in a vain effort to postpone her fate, Doctor Chakwas didn't berate her for it. "I know you didn't choose this life for yourself, but know that you will be taken care of on board this ship. The Commander can be hard, but she's fair to a fault."
Liara appreciated the attempt at calming her nerves, but nothing was going to help. She was still a slave, and until she had her freedom, she would be wary of anyone proclaiming to be her ally. It also didn't help that while she had met a few members of the crew she would now be living beside, Liara had yet to speak with her true owner. The only person's impressions she truly held any stock in were her own, and she hadn't even met the Captain who had purchased her; although just the fact that the merc dealt in the slave trade was a huge strike against her.
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