A.N. // Hey thanks ^^ I never expected to get a review and was like WOAH!
when I got one, so this is for you Erika! Hope yeah like it. And I agree
Lexx is THE coolest show.
Disclamer: Since I didn't do this first chapter I just thought I'd say that the Lexx charaters and blah are not mine. Well... All except Kai *grabs Kai* he's now mine... And maybe Xev *grabs Xev* meh while in roam *grabs the rest and runs like mad* EHEHEHEHE!!
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Satin sheet lay in sprawls around her sleeping frame. Tangles of silky red fabric all across her body and the bed. Arms and torso twitched in opposite time of her legs. Lips quivered in the dreams that continued to haunt her every night. Breathing increased and twitching increased until her body snapped itself out. Upright she shot holding her head and breathing deeply. That haunting dream that she knew was not real. Though it felt so real, he touched her and she shuddered lightly. Taking a deep breath she looked around to ground herself back into her hated reality. Tears again filled her eyes. Why did her subconsious have to torture her so. With visual and mental taunts. She let her body fall back onto the bed and hugged the pillow lightly. Even she felt as if she wassn't acting herself lately. It all felt weird. How could Stan ever know how she felt, or what dreams haunted her every night, or the aching her whole body gave her despite her broken heart. Dam her increased libido. It was times like these she cursed it most.
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A large sigh once again came from the stressed Lexx captain. He rubbed his head lightly with one hand and held his burgandy hat in the other. Sitting down on the pedistal of the Lexx's control tower. Xev was his friend and he deeply cared for her. His desire to try to desperatly get her into bed had ended quite a while ago. Though he still cared for his tortured friend. The loss of Kai seemed to have an effect on everyone. He suspected that Xev missed him so much she was willing to do anything for it. This was exactly what they were going to need if they wanted to strike up and deal with a certain early pest of planet fire.
"Thine eye's of lavashing beauty..." Came the never ending ramblings of the lone robot head to the side. Lost poetic lines floating midrift in the wide open air.
"Oh shut up 790! There is only so much of your rambaling poetry I can handle!" The small grey head with screens portraying eyes and a mouth was begining to drive him nuts. He replaced his cap and watched the screen, ignoring the curses he was now receiving. If it wassn't poetry he was rambling about it was insults directed at Stan. He personaly felt the robot was ungrateful. It would be easy to just throw the dam thing out into space and not care. Xev insisted they needed him so here he stayed, scanning for a home for them. Not at the moment though, they were right now on a different course.
"Stanley, I see the planet you requested. Do you want me to blow it up?" The booming high voice of ship rang through the deck. A firery planet appearing on the once black veiwer screen.
"No Lexx, don't blow the planet up. We will get you food after, promise" Tweedle said standing up to get a better look at the veiwer screen. He took a heavy breath and let it out with a shout, "Prince! I know you can hear me! I want to talk to you!" There was a pause of silence where even 790 himself didn't speak, only silence. "Prince!" He shouted again only louder then before. Hoping, acutally praying that the 'greeter of the dead' would come. An even more eerie slilence filled the bridge. A long pause happened this round. He was starting to think they had come here for nothing. That Prince no longer like playing games or cutting deals. He turned to face the pedastil, taking only a few steps before a familiar voice echoed through the room.
"You called oh king of cowards?" The voice mocked the already agitated captain. The figure was none other then the infamous game player they had dealt with a long time ago. It was hard to believe Stan would come back to greet the master of headgames. He must have had a plan... but what?
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A.N. // Kinda short... sorry i wanna leave yeah hanging to make it more interesting. ;) What's Stanley's plan ooooooooo tune in uh... i dunno, if i get another review i'll put up another chapter! hows that for a deal? one review = one chapter lol. Oh and please don't mind my terrible spelling. I have no spell check and yeah.... that my excuse.
Disclamer: Since I didn't do this first chapter I just thought I'd say that the Lexx charaters and blah are not mine. Well... All except Kai *grabs Kai* he's now mine... And maybe Xev *grabs Xev* meh while in roam *grabs the rest and runs like mad* EHEHEHEHE!!
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Satin sheet lay in sprawls around her sleeping frame. Tangles of silky red fabric all across her body and the bed. Arms and torso twitched in opposite time of her legs. Lips quivered in the dreams that continued to haunt her every night. Breathing increased and twitching increased until her body snapped itself out. Upright she shot holding her head and breathing deeply. That haunting dream that she knew was not real. Though it felt so real, he touched her and she shuddered lightly. Taking a deep breath she looked around to ground herself back into her hated reality. Tears again filled her eyes. Why did her subconsious have to torture her so. With visual and mental taunts. She let her body fall back onto the bed and hugged the pillow lightly. Even she felt as if she wassn't acting herself lately. It all felt weird. How could Stan ever know how she felt, or what dreams haunted her every night, or the aching her whole body gave her despite her broken heart. Dam her increased libido. It was times like these she cursed it most.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A large sigh once again came from the stressed Lexx captain. He rubbed his head lightly with one hand and held his burgandy hat in the other. Sitting down on the pedistal of the Lexx's control tower. Xev was his friend and he deeply cared for her. His desire to try to desperatly get her into bed had ended quite a while ago. Though he still cared for his tortured friend. The loss of Kai seemed to have an effect on everyone. He suspected that Xev missed him so much she was willing to do anything for it. This was exactly what they were going to need if they wanted to strike up and deal with a certain early pest of planet fire.
"Thine eye's of lavashing beauty..." Came the never ending ramblings of the lone robot head to the side. Lost poetic lines floating midrift in the wide open air.
"Oh shut up 790! There is only so much of your rambaling poetry I can handle!" The small grey head with screens portraying eyes and a mouth was begining to drive him nuts. He replaced his cap and watched the screen, ignoring the curses he was now receiving. If it wassn't poetry he was rambling about it was insults directed at Stan. He personaly felt the robot was ungrateful. It would be easy to just throw the dam thing out into space and not care. Xev insisted they needed him so here he stayed, scanning for a home for them. Not at the moment though, they were right now on a different course.
"Stanley, I see the planet you requested. Do you want me to blow it up?" The booming high voice of ship rang through the deck. A firery planet appearing on the once black veiwer screen.
"No Lexx, don't blow the planet up. We will get you food after, promise" Tweedle said standing up to get a better look at the veiwer screen. He took a heavy breath and let it out with a shout, "Prince! I know you can hear me! I want to talk to you!" There was a pause of silence where even 790 himself didn't speak, only silence. "Prince!" He shouted again only louder then before. Hoping, acutally praying that the 'greeter of the dead' would come. An even more eerie slilence filled the bridge. A long pause happened this round. He was starting to think they had come here for nothing. That Prince no longer like playing games or cutting deals. He turned to face the pedastil, taking only a few steps before a familiar voice echoed through the room.
"You called oh king of cowards?" The voice mocked the already agitated captain. The figure was none other then the infamous game player they had dealt with a long time ago. It was hard to believe Stan would come back to greet the master of headgames. He must have had a plan... but what?
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A.N. // Kinda short... sorry i wanna leave yeah hanging to make it more interesting. ;) What's Stanley's plan ooooooooo tune in uh... i dunno, if i get another review i'll put up another chapter! hows that for a deal? one review = one chapter lol. Oh and please don't mind my terrible spelling. I have no spell check and yeah.... that my excuse.