Rude Awakening

?Wake up convict?

The harsh voice grated on Calvo's ears at the edge of consciousness, a sudden sharp pain in his side causing him to hunch his body inward. Eyes flipping open as his mind shook off its drowsiness, he fought the urge to recoil from the painstick hovering inches from his face. Calvos eyes traced the painstick to the guardwomen holding it, recognising the ebony skinned Lieutenant.

?He?s awake Captain? she said, directing Calvo's gaze to the red haired Captain who had fired at him earlier. She was standing to his left with 3 other women, the oriental guard, a brunette guard, and one of the twin clone sisters.

Calvo studied the brunette guard, recognising her as the overseer of his work crew. Her hair, unusually long for a guard women (though still short by most standards) was drawn back into a short tail hanging down to the nape of her neck, with a fringe left free to frame her face, complete with green eyes and full lips. Her skin showed a healthy tan, which was odd: the sun hovering in the sky of Tau-Ceti Two was barely strong enough to light the planet, let alone provide such a deep colouring. Her body was slim, with moderate sized breasts. Her arms and legs were sleek and toned, as were those of most guards, and covered with a soft layer of flesh producing a not unattractive figure. She wore the standard white body hugging guard uniform,so she had obviously not been involved in recreation at the time of the attack

The oriental guard on the other hand had long, curly black hair, reaching to her shoulder blades. She was tiny and slender, her skin, normally a pale cream, was covered in goose-pimples as she stood in the cold Tau-Ceti winds clad only in a 2 piece bathing suit. Her flat stomach, clearly exposed, featured a large tattoo of the ancient dragon, the creature of myth and legend.

The solitary clone sisters? face was full of anger as she glared at Calvo. Her body was sharply toned and had well defined muscles, her hair was a stark bleached white, closely cropped to her head as most of the guards favoured. Dressed in a one piece bathing suit she stood resolutely ignoring the wind. The absence of her twin spoke explained the venomous look.

?Stand? the Lieutenant barked, snapping Calvo's attention away from the huddled women.

Attempting to rise, Calvo found that his hands tied firmly behind his back.

?My left leg was wounded when the dome was attacked, I can?t stand with my hands behind my back? he replied, oddly calm considering he had just been recaptured by five guard women.

For answer the Lieutenant reached down and gripped Calvo painfully by the shoulder, hauling him to his feet. Standing unsteadily, trying to keep weight off his injured leg he carefully looked around, the smoke from the blast had mostly dissipated, leaving little evidence of the equipment used to generate the dome and control its internal temperature, other than some charred wreckage. The sky had darkened slightly while Calvo had been ****, he judged probably an hour or less had passed, but that left only a couple of hours before the sun would disappear beyond the horizon, and what little warmth it gave would fade.