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Chapter Eight: The Makeout Session
"We are not using you as bait!"
Tah shut her eyes in frustration as she sat in a chair with Red and Purple hovering above her. Their disapproval at her recently given report was palpable. "I wouldn't put it like that, my Tallest. I'd say I'm waiting until he does something to reveal himself."
Purple began to pace worriedly, wringing his hands. Red stayed where he was, arms folded tightly in front of his armored torso. He glared down at Tah with his fearsome eyes. "It's not acceptable no matter how you put it, Tah!" If his foot wasn't dangling in mid-air he would have tapped it.
"There's no alternative," she explained. "I don't know who this guy is, only where he is. He and I have been going back and forth ever since the Yir incident. He knows where I am at all times and what I'm doing. Me being here - apparently just hanging out at the Massive - should be driving him crazy." She smiled with a hint of pride. "I've stopped so many of his plans - become a real inconvenience for him. As of yet I've proven indestructible, but now the temptation will be too great, while I am right here, under his very antennae!" She looked up pleadingly at her Tallest, but Red only darkened his scowl.
He turned to Purple, who was now nervously stuffing crackers into his mouth. "Get over here, Pur! And get me some of those too!"
Purple nodded, bringing a box of crackers with him. He handed it to Red as he glanced down at Tah, obviously disturbed at her plan. "You're waiting for him to attack you -" he miserably stated.
"And that's why you wanted me to further train you!" Red shook a fist, clutching the cracker box in his other arm.
Purple turned to Red, surprised. "You were training her?"
His co-Tallest shrugged. "Yeah, I guess you were unconscious when she asked me." He consumed another handful of crackers.
Tah cradled her head in her hand, wondering how she was going to get them to understand. She hadn't been looking forward to telling them that she just wanted to sit and wait until her arch enemy did something to her, but this kind of manipulation was the only way she was going to get anywhere. She glanced up to Purple, who was watching her with a concerned gaze. He absently touched her antenna where she'd taken a laser blast for him on Divastis and hardened her expression. "My Tallest, I'm sorry if you don't agree with my plan, but it's the only thing I can think of. If there was another way, I'd do it. This is my last resort - but one I have to take. If I can get this guy once and for all, the universe will be such a better place, and I'll finally be able to go back to doing something normal for a living! Forgive me, my Tallest, I have enjoyed being your Chief Investigator, but the excitement has turned to fear and stress. Once this is over, I'll be asking for a new assignment from the Control Brain."
Neither of the Tallest smiled, but they each seemed a little less tense. "That's good," said Red to Purple, who was still wringing his hands.
Purple glanced toward the floor, still discontent. "That's if she doesn't get killed..." He turned his back and hovered a few feet away, his head somewhat lowered. "Tah, you're excused."
Tah glanced at Red who shrugged at his friend's reaction. "Yes, my Tallest," she said as she stood up and silently walked away.
That night Purple was still thinking about her report. She'd described her enemy's organization in scrupulous detail, and he was still having troubles conceiving the magnitude of the thing. He'd even managed to overthrow entire governments when it suited his needs. Purple realized that this man was responsible for a good portion of all unsolved crimes in that section of the galaxy, and he was none too happy about it. Someone as intelligent as this criminal must be would certainly be a formable opponent for his love, and he shuddered to think of anything happening to her.
He'd made his way to the library, a place that had always managed to calm his nerves. This time it didn't work, and he could feel a tension headache coming on. He rubbed his temples as he hovered by, making his way to his reserved area. However, something seen from the corner of his eye made him stop. Tah was there, walking about with a dazed expression. He cocked one brow as he watched. She didn't seem to have any firm direction, and even managed to clumsily nick a few tables as she wandered about. "Sleepwalking..." he diagnosed as he hovered in her direction. He placed one hand on her shoulder and looked into her half-shut eyes. "Tah, are you awake?"
"I want the Cheetos in the bag!" she insisted.
He grinned at her and began to herd her toward his reserved area - the very least he could do was make sure she was safe. He directed her toward his couch and turned her around to face him. He lightly pushed her down and she sat. "What's the dookie with that?" she mumbled as he lifted her legs up so she would lie down. He knelt beside her, gently stroking one of her antennae with one claw. As he did this a smile spread across her face as she leaned closer toward his hand. "Purrr..."
Tah scrunched her eyes as she began to awaken. Confusion began to set into her mind. Wherever she was, it was much more comfortable then her bed. She lifted her eyelids and sat up, blinking. "How'd I get here?!?" She was lying on the couch in the library that belonged to Purple and her feet were resting on his lap as he read a book.
He turned and smiled at her. "You were sleepwalking and walked all the way to the library." He affectionately placed a hand on her ankle as if it were some sort of arm rest.
She turned her head from side to side, still not fully awake. "Ehh...what time is it?" She rubbed her head in befuddlement.
The lights were dim in the library, a portable lighting unit the only thing brightening the area they were in. "Middle of the night," he replied casually.
Tah groggily sat up and glanced at what Purple'd been reading. She'd supposed it would have been some policy or speech that needed revising, the way he was, but it turned out to just be an Irken play. She leaned close to him, touching the book with her gloved claws. "I can't think of the last time I've been able to do any pleasure reading..."
Purple wrapped one arm around her back, that being the most convenient place for it. "You shouldn't work so hard."
She grinned over at him. "Speak for yourself - if you didn't do so much Red wouldn't be able to get away with slacking so much."
"Well -" Purple shrugged and leaned back into the comfortable couch, happy to sit there with Tah resting against his arm. She, however, seemed to have other plans. Still somewhat drunken from sleep, Tah lifted one foot so she was sitting on it. This propped her up far enough for her head to be on the same level as Purple's. She didn't give him a chance to ask her what she was doing before she took a gentle hold of his head and began to kiss the base of his closest antenna. "Tah!" he whispered as her lips came into contact with his sensitive organ. She continued to kiss it, occasionally massaging it with the tip of her pointed tongue. The Tallest could only sit there with wide eyes as she threw off one glove and ran a bare claw down the side of his neck. "Tah - I -" was all it seemed his mouth could say. He glanced down to realize his hands were shakily working to remove his hand guards. Once they were free he turned on her, grabbing her shoulders as he pulled her close. She quickly leaned forward, kissing him directly. For a moment he was pushed to the side of the couch before a serge of hormones began to throb through his body. He made a low sound deep in his throat as he pushed her backwards, claiming her kiss for his own. Their antennae wound together, causing them both to moan. His left hand continued to hold onto her shoulder as his right one frantically reached behind her back. His fingers searched around until he found a special button on her back pod. It floated off her body and landed somewhere as he reached under the hole in her shirt with his claws and began to teasingly rub around the metal ring where her pod attached itself. She gasped and involuntarily arched her back as he did this. He took advantage of her squirming body and shifted his weight, causing more of his frame to rest on top of her panting body. He brought his legs up on the couch so he might intertwine them with hers. He began to kiss and nibble on her neck as her gloveless hand reached up to stroke one of his antennae that were still laced with her own.
"Hey, Pur. I was looking for you and the computer said you were here. What are you doing so late at -" Red stopped in his tracks, his eyed widening at the sight before him. His claws loosened their grip around the electronic pad he was holding and it fell unceremoniously to the floor. Purple and Tah turned to look at him at the same time, each with hints of violet coloring their faces.
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The door slid open, disturbing Yempt as he pulled on his final boot. He glanced up and frowned. "Don't you know how to knock?" he asked as Twaine hurriedly walked into the room and sat in Yempt's only chair. "Feh - aren't you going to call me something strange like your little cupcake, or was that just a phase?" The former waiter was about to complain about how he didn't care to have visitors barge in on him in the morning when he saw the look on Twaine's face. Something was seriously wrong. He tried to strain the sarcasm out of his voice, but it didn't completely work. "Find something interesting about Tzen last night?"
Twaine lowered his head, almost as if in shame. "He caught me."
"Well, that's what you get. Did he seem angry?"
Twaine shook his head slowly. "He never minds anything..."
Yempt narrowed his eyes, placing his hands on his hips. "Then what's your problem?"
Twaine burst into tears.
//MAN! What a short chapter!
Chapter Eight: The Makeout Session
"We are not using you as bait!"
Tah shut her eyes in frustration as she sat in a chair with Red and Purple hovering above her. Their disapproval at her recently given report was palpable. "I wouldn't put it like that, my Tallest. I'd say I'm waiting until he does something to reveal himself."
Purple began to pace worriedly, wringing his hands. Red stayed where he was, arms folded tightly in front of his armored torso. He glared down at Tah with his fearsome eyes. "It's not acceptable no matter how you put it, Tah!" If his foot wasn't dangling in mid-air he would have tapped it.
"There's no alternative," she explained. "I don't know who this guy is, only where he is. He and I have been going back and forth ever since the Yir incident. He knows where I am at all times and what I'm doing. Me being here - apparently just hanging out at the Massive - should be driving him crazy." She smiled with a hint of pride. "I've stopped so many of his plans - become a real inconvenience for him. As of yet I've proven indestructible, but now the temptation will be too great, while I am right here, under his very antennae!" She looked up pleadingly at her Tallest, but Red only darkened his scowl.
He turned to Purple, who was now nervously stuffing crackers into his mouth. "Get over here, Pur! And get me some of those too!"
Purple nodded, bringing a box of crackers with him. He handed it to Red as he glanced down at Tah, obviously disturbed at her plan. "You're waiting for him to attack you -" he miserably stated.
"And that's why you wanted me to further train you!" Red shook a fist, clutching the cracker box in his other arm.
Purple turned to Red, surprised. "You were training her?"
His co-Tallest shrugged. "Yeah, I guess you were unconscious when she asked me." He consumed another handful of crackers.
Tah cradled her head in her hand, wondering how she was going to get them to understand. She hadn't been looking forward to telling them that she just wanted to sit and wait until her arch enemy did something to her, but this kind of manipulation was the only way she was going to get anywhere. She glanced up to Purple, who was watching her with a concerned gaze. He absently touched her antenna where she'd taken a laser blast for him on Divastis and hardened her expression. "My Tallest, I'm sorry if you don't agree with my plan, but it's the only thing I can think of. If there was another way, I'd do it. This is my last resort - but one I have to take. If I can get this guy once and for all, the universe will be such a better place, and I'll finally be able to go back to doing something normal for a living! Forgive me, my Tallest, I have enjoyed being your Chief Investigator, but the excitement has turned to fear and stress. Once this is over, I'll be asking for a new assignment from the Control Brain."
Neither of the Tallest smiled, but they each seemed a little less tense. "That's good," said Red to Purple, who was still wringing his hands.
Purple glanced toward the floor, still discontent. "That's if she doesn't get killed..." He turned his back and hovered a few feet away, his head somewhat lowered. "Tah, you're excused."
Tah glanced at Red who shrugged at his friend's reaction. "Yes, my Tallest," she said as she stood up and silently walked away.
That night Purple was still thinking about her report. She'd described her enemy's organization in scrupulous detail, and he was still having troubles conceiving the magnitude of the thing. He'd even managed to overthrow entire governments when it suited his needs. Purple realized that this man was responsible for a good portion of all unsolved crimes in that section of the galaxy, and he was none too happy about it. Someone as intelligent as this criminal must be would certainly be a formable opponent for his love, and he shuddered to think of anything happening to her.
He'd made his way to the library, a place that had always managed to calm his nerves. This time it didn't work, and he could feel a tension headache coming on. He rubbed his temples as he hovered by, making his way to his reserved area. However, something seen from the corner of his eye made him stop. Tah was there, walking about with a dazed expression. He cocked one brow as he watched. She didn't seem to have any firm direction, and even managed to clumsily nick a few tables as she wandered about. "Sleepwalking..." he diagnosed as he hovered in her direction. He placed one hand on her shoulder and looked into her half-shut eyes. "Tah, are you awake?"
"I want the Cheetos in the bag!" she insisted.
He grinned at her and began to herd her toward his reserved area - the very least he could do was make sure she was safe. He directed her toward his couch and turned her around to face him. He lightly pushed her down and she sat. "What's the dookie with that?" she mumbled as he lifted her legs up so she would lie down. He knelt beside her, gently stroking one of her antennae with one claw. As he did this a smile spread across her face as she leaned closer toward his hand. "Purrr..."
Tah scrunched her eyes as she began to awaken. Confusion began to set into her mind. Wherever she was, it was much more comfortable then her bed. She lifted her eyelids and sat up, blinking. "How'd I get here?!?" She was lying on the couch in the library that belonged to Purple and her feet were resting on his lap as he read a book.
He turned and smiled at her. "You were sleepwalking and walked all the way to the library." He affectionately placed a hand on her ankle as if it were some sort of arm rest.
She turned her head from side to side, still not fully awake. "Ehh...what time is it?" She rubbed her head in befuddlement.
The lights were dim in the library, a portable lighting unit the only thing brightening the area they were in. "Middle of the night," he replied casually.
Tah groggily sat up and glanced at what Purple'd been reading. She'd supposed it would have been some policy or speech that needed revising, the way he was, but it turned out to just be an Irken play. She leaned close to him, touching the book with her gloved claws. "I can't think of the last time I've been able to do any pleasure reading..."
Purple wrapped one arm around her back, that being the most convenient place for it. "You shouldn't work so hard."
She grinned over at him. "Speak for yourself - if you didn't do so much Red wouldn't be able to get away with slacking so much."
"Well -" Purple shrugged and leaned back into the comfortable couch, happy to sit there with Tah resting against his arm. She, however, seemed to have other plans. Still somewhat drunken from sleep, Tah lifted one foot so she was sitting on it. This propped her up far enough for her head to be on the same level as Purple's. She didn't give him a chance to ask her what she was doing before she took a gentle hold of his head and began to kiss the base of his closest antenna. "Tah!" he whispered as her lips came into contact with his sensitive organ. She continued to kiss it, occasionally massaging it with the tip of her pointed tongue. The Tallest could only sit there with wide eyes as she threw off one glove and ran a bare claw down the side of his neck. "Tah - I -" was all it seemed his mouth could say. He glanced down to realize his hands were shakily working to remove his hand guards. Once they were free he turned on her, grabbing her shoulders as he pulled her close. She quickly leaned forward, kissing him directly. For a moment he was pushed to the side of the couch before a serge of hormones began to throb through his body. He made a low sound deep in his throat as he pushed her backwards, claiming her kiss for his own. Their antennae wound together, causing them both to moan. His left hand continued to hold onto her shoulder as his right one frantically reached behind her back. His fingers searched around until he found a special button on her back pod. It floated off her body and landed somewhere as he reached under the hole in her shirt with his claws and began to teasingly rub around the metal ring where her pod attached itself. She gasped and involuntarily arched her back as he did this. He took advantage of her squirming body and shifted his weight, causing more of his frame to rest on top of her panting body. He brought his legs up on the couch so he might intertwine them with hers. He began to kiss and nibble on her neck as her gloveless hand reached up to stroke one of his antennae that were still laced with her own.
"Hey, Pur. I was looking for you and the computer said you were here. What are you doing so late at -" Red stopped in his tracks, his eyed widening at the sight before him. His claws loosened their grip around the electronic pad he was holding and it fell unceremoniously to the floor. Purple and Tah turned to look at him at the same time, each with hints of violet coloring their faces.
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The door slid open, disturbing Yempt as he pulled on his final boot. He glanced up and frowned. "Don't you know how to knock?" he asked as Twaine hurriedly walked into the room and sat in Yempt's only chair. "Feh - aren't you going to call me something strange like your little cupcake, or was that just a phase?" The former waiter was about to complain about how he didn't care to have visitors barge in on him in the morning when he saw the look on Twaine's face. Something was seriously wrong. He tried to strain the sarcasm out of his voice, but it didn't completely work. "Find something interesting about Tzen last night?"
Twaine lowered his head, almost as if in shame. "He caught me."
"Well, that's what you get. Did he seem angry?"
Twaine shook his head slowly. "He never minds anything..."
Yempt narrowed his eyes, placing his hands on his hips. "Then what's your problem?"
Twaine burst into tears.
//MAN! What a short chapter!