When I came through. I heard McCoy talking well more like grumbling.
"What the heck was she thinking? Walking around on a broken ankle and multiple lacerations. Plus a damaged rib?"
Spock's voice was low and calm.
"She was helping others and it is logical to assume she did not know the extent of her injuries, as her adrenaline was pretty high." My eyes fluttered open but something was wrong. I did not feel in control of my body. There was something else in control of my body.
Relax.
A voice in my head whispered
I just want to borrow your body for a bit. Let me and I will not hurt anyone, refuse and well you know what powers you have.
My heart speed up and McCoy noticing this placed his hand on my arm.
"Your safe Allora relax."
His eyes stared into mine sensing something was wrong but not knowing what.
Do we have a deal Allora?
The voice mocked.
I had never truly been scared before, but my powers I believed, could destroy this ship and all in it.
Yes please do not hurt them.
A cold laugh echoed in my head.
Good they are fine male species I would have hated to hurt them. What are their names?
My eyes flickered to McCoy, then Spock.
Bones and the other is a Vulcan named Spock.
I could feel the entity studying them.
I like this Bones
I heard my voice speak.
"I know that Bones as long as you're here I am always safe. Thank you."
I groaned in my head.
Little thick don't you think?
The entity hissed at me then paused.
Hmm would not want them to think I am not you so I guess I'll back off for now.
She had me stand and then made my legs shaky. McCoy caught her and she purred in my head
He smells good.
I said nothing utterly furious at the old woman.
Oh do not be to mad at her. It was either you or her daughter.
I was silent as she wondered the halls, then finally out of exasperation. I thought to her.
Up a deck and room 557.
I felt the entity grin. She looked at the males that walked by and most blushed not used to me looking at them like that. I fought my anger knowing it did no good.
She walked to my room and yawned.
"Oh no how boring."
I stiffened and she began to paw through my clothes till she put something on I would have never worn. It was tight and reveling. I was not happy to see my body displayed in such a way. She looked in the mirror and at the outfit.
"Well at least you have a nice body and face. Nasty scar though."
I stuck my tongue out at her in my head.
I know it was childish but I felt better. She laughed at me and walked out. Ensign Chekov he was so stunned with my outfit he ran into a wall. A seductive laugh rang out of my mouth and I cringed.
"Oh handsome are you all right?"
She helped him stand and Chekov fought to keep his eyes above the neckline.
"Yes Vieutenant. V've was not watching where V've was going."
She kissed his cheek.
"No problem."
She waited on me
Chekov.
"Chekov glad your ok."
She patted his cheek and strutted off. I felt his eye's watched me leave stunned.
You know the gig will be up less you tone it down, I am no way sexual and your making me a tramp.
She thought on my words and sighed deeply.
How boring but sadly true.
She toned down my walk and only looked at the men slyly. Over the next two hours I felt the urge to throw up as she flirted with the cute single men on the ship. She was like a dog in heat and I was not happy. Anna was there with Scotty and I could tell they where having a nice dinner. I wanted so badly to call out to her. She looked so happy. Scotty was dressed nice and she kept touching his hand and he would blush at each touch. My stomach twisted, with pain and joy.
I heard a voice and flinched internal when it was McCoy's.
"Allora? What are you? Your outfit is umm."
His cheeks were red and I so wanted to smack this thing in me. She touched his hand.
"What? You saying I am normal ugly?"
He turned a deeper red.
"No just more conservative."
I heard her sigh in my head in frustration and laughed
Told you..
Shut up.
She hissed at me.
She toned it down a bit and when he started to relax she began learning all she could with making it look like she did not know him. It was getting late and my body was still worn out. She felt it and stood. She leaned over giving him a good shot down my shirt and kissed his cheek.
"Good night handsome."
McCoy blushed at her words.
As she turned and I saw Spock watching, although his face looked calm I could sense he was not pleased.
What is the cold Vulcan's problem?'
I shrugged a mental shoulder.
We talk and he.. I do not know. He cares for me in his own cold way.
She laughed.
I do not like Vulcan's they are passionless creatures.
She walked by him and to my room. She sunk into bed and I got pulled under into
sleep.