ok not this chapter but maybe the next I'm moving this story to rated R.
Maybe to much content?
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Anjel and Tamerlane had put back on their clothes and walked slowly out of the Dovolo.
"I thought you had locked the doors," Anjel muttered low.
"I did, Harper must have gotten my pass codes." Tamerlane growled.
"Zip your fly." Anjel commanded.
Tamerlane obeyed and they walked onto the Maru where Dylan, Beka and Harper were waiting. Harper was looking down at the ground and wouldn't make contact with either of them, and as far as Tamerlane was concerned, that was a good thing. Anjel smiled at her captain and her CO. She could smell something in the air besides the scent of herself and Tammers. It smelled like sex, well almost sex, more like foreplay. She looked at Beka and smiled coyly as she shook her head. Beka's face reddened as she understood.
"I'm glad you two could join us." Dylan smiled, unaware of the female's moment of understanding. Neither Tammers nor Anjel said a word. Dylan smiled and continued, "We need a supply run. Beka has the list of parts, and I want Anjel to accompany her."
Beka looked pissed. She looked at Dylan with her jaw crooked and eyebrows raised. The Classic signs of Beka's anger. "Dylan I am fine just hitting the drift and coming right back. I DON'T need help." She shot a glance at Anjel. Anjel smiled sweetly back.
"Anjelicia knows this Sector better than we do. Plus she may be able to work with the local traders." Dylan said as Anjel beamed from the compliment.
"I certainly do." Anjel said. What sector were they in anyway? Eh, it wasn't important, if she didn't have a clue of anyone on the drift, she could make it up as she went along. But she was going to spend time with Beka, no way in hell she would pass that up. "I'll go get my stuff. we're taking the Maru right?"
Dylan nodded.
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Dylan followed Beka to the Maru's command. She was pissed and her waltz showed it. Dylan prepared for the worst. The door shut behind them and Beka turned to him.
"Are you insane?! We don't even fully know these people yet and you're sending me alone off with one of them. Do you want me to die?" Beka whispered harshly, because the Maru was in no way sound proof.
Dylan laughed, "You will be fine, plus I think it will give you two some bonding time, get to know each other."
"Dylan, I don't want to know her. She's scary, and may I add that she's also Nietzschean? She could be working for Tyr this whole time."
"Some how, I doubt that. Look its only for a few days. I looked in the Dovolo flight records and she DOES know the sector rather well." Dylan sobered and began to turn towards the door.
"Fine." She gave in. "But Dylan?"
"Yes?" he turned to look at her.
"I am not happy about this." she said as she pulled him in for a rather rough kiss.
**************************************************************** Tammers sat in the kitchen of the Dovolo, eating a sandwich and reading mail. Even wanted renegades got mail. bill, bill, warrant for your arrest; do not resist and turn yourself in(Those were always funny),offers for bounty hunters (dang you do one job and they never let you out.), another bill, birthday card from Matriarch, ooooooo something from Kala.
Tammers put down his sandwich and rinsed his mouth with a mineralized water. After wiping his face with the napkin he placed the Plexi on the table and pressed the receive button. Kala's form rose from the plexi as a hologram. There was a bruise on the side of her face and she wore a long sleeved shirt, which was unlike her, probably to cover up her cuts. Tamerlane smiled, wow he had fucked her up good. He glanced around to see if Anjel was about, then closed the door to the kitchen to give him more privacy. Something old him that this message would not be a pretty one.
He leaned forward and pressed play and turned down the volume so that only he could hear.
"Tamerlane Anasazi, I forgive you for your actions aboard my ship. I understand that you were under an enormous amount of stress and you did not understand your actions. However, I am giving you one more chance; Use Anjelicia and the Wayfinder. This is your destiny Tamerlane, do not miss it because of some petty emotion. This is your last warning, use them, become what you were meant to be, fulfill the prophecies, or else I will. One way or another, the Neitzscheans will control the Magog, and will rule as we once did. This is your last chance Tamerlane, choose wisely."
The kitchen door opened and Tammers slammed his hand on the plexi's stop button. His hand covered the hologram until the mechanism kicked in and Kala disappeared. He shuffled it under the rest of the mail quickly.
Anjel didn't seem to notice, she was looking for something. She opened all of the cabinets, all of the drawers, and looked in all of the storage jars. She casually walked by him and ran her fingers through his hair as she did, it was mostly a subconscious action, but she was still prowling for something.
"We got mail baby," Tamerlane said as Anjel picked up his sandwich and took a bite while thinking.
She seemed to come back to reality, and looked at the pile excitedly. "Really, what'd we get?"
"Bills, birthday cards, and a few wanted photos. Wanna see your mug shot?"
"Na, the last one was pretty bad, remember? I had no teeth and yellow eyes. That even scares me."
Tamerlane smiled while looking at the new hologram. "Well this time you have teeth, but they're still nasty, and you gained about 45 lbs., and your eyes are still yellow, but their huge."
"I GAINED 45 LBS!?" Anjel screamed and snatched the plexi away from Tamerlane so she could look for herself.
"Yeah baby its no the best picture." Tammers laughed. He sobered as he slipped Kala's plexi under his ass. "What are you looking for?"
She put the plexi back on the table, "My music."
Uh oh. Please don't let her look down, please don't let her look down. Tammers thought as he squirmed a bit. Anjel hit the table with her knee, it was a nervous habit that she had, but it seemed to help her think. Usually the table rocked back and forth with her, but this time it stayed firm. She noticed and grabbed the side of the table to test it. Huh, it was even, no tipping. She looked down at the table legs which were uneven when she had bought it. A jewel case was placed under one of the legs to stop it from rocking.
"YOU USED MY MUSIC TO FIX THE TABLE?"
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Anjel and Beka left out about an hour after they had been given their mission. It was slightly uncomfortable because Beka had insisted that Anjel not touch anything. So being Anjel, the first thing she did was hop in the pilot's chair and take them into Slip stream before Beka could do anything, HEHEHE.
Actually that didn't happen at all. Anjel thought about it, but decided that she didn't want to get left on some disease ridden planet by a pissed off Valentine. So she went to her quarters and put her stuff away. Over the intercom Beka told her to brace for slip stream. She grabbed the door jam and waited for a few seconds while they bolted though the universe. It was soon over, and Anjel joined Bake on command. She hung over the railing and looked at the coordinates.
"So where are we going?"
"Tarmac Drift." Beka said as she heard Anjel choke in the background.
That made Beka smile, "What, I thought you knew this sector."
Anjel was turning green, "Um I gotta go send a transmission."
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Anjel and Tamerlane had put back on their clothes and walked slowly out of the Dovolo.
"I thought you had locked the doors," Anjel muttered low.
"I did, Harper must have gotten my pass codes." Tamerlane growled.
"Zip your fly." Anjel commanded.
Tamerlane obeyed and they walked onto the Maru where Dylan, Beka and Harper were waiting. Harper was looking down at the ground and wouldn't make contact with either of them, and as far as Tamerlane was concerned, that was a good thing. Anjel smiled at her captain and her CO. She could smell something in the air besides the scent of herself and Tammers. It smelled like sex, well almost sex, more like foreplay. She looked at Beka and smiled coyly as she shook her head. Beka's face reddened as she understood.
"I'm glad you two could join us." Dylan smiled, unaware of the female's moment of understanding. Neither Tammers nor Anjel said a word. Dylan smiled and continued, "We need a supply run. Beka has the list of parts, and I want Anjel to accompany her."
Beka looked pissed. She looked at Dylan with her jaw crooked and eyebrows raised. The Classic signs of Beka's anger. "Dylan I am fine just hitting the drift and coming right back. I DON'T need help." She shot a glance at Anjel. Anjel smiled sweetly back.
"Anjelicia knows this Sector better than we do. Plus she may be able to work with the local traders." Dylan said as Anjel beamed from the compliment.
"I certainly do." Anjel said. What sector were they in anyway? Eh, it wasn't important, if she didn't have a clue of anyone on the drift, she could make it up as she went along. But she was going to spend time with Beka, no way in hell she would pass that up. "I'll go get my stuff. we're taking the Maru right?"
Dylan nodded.
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Dylan followed Beka to the Maru's command. She was pissed and her waltz showed it. Dylan prepared for the worst. The door shut behind them and Beka turned to him.
"Are you insane?! We don't even fully know these people yet and you're sending me alone off with one of them. Do you want me to die?" Beka whispered harshly, because the Maru was in no way sound proof.
Dylan laughed, "You will be fine, plus I think it will give you two some bonding time, get to know each other."
"Dylan, I don't want to know her. She's scary, and may I add that she's also Nietzschean? She could be working for Tyr this whole time."
"Some how, I doubt that. Look its only for a few days. I looked in the Dovolo flight records and she DOES know the sector rather well." Dylan sobered and began to turn towards the door.
"Fine." She gave in. "But Dylan?"
"Yes?" he turned to look at her.
"I am not happy about this." she said as she pulled him in for a rather rough kiss.
**************************************************************** Tammers sat in the kitchen of the Dovolo, eating a sandwich and reading mail. Even wanted renegades got mail. bill, bill, warrant for your arrest; do not resist and turn yourself in(Those were always funny),offers for bounty hunters (dang you do one job and they never let you out.), another bill, birthday card from Matriarch, ooooooo something from Kala.
Tammers put down his sandwich and rinsed his mouth with a mineralized water. After wiping his face with the napkin he placed the Plexi on the table and pressed the receive button. Kala's form rose from the plexi as a hologram. There was a bruise on the side of her face and she wore a long sleeved shirt, which was unlike her, probably to cover up her cuts. Tamerlane smiled, wow he had fucked her up good. He glanced around to see if Anjel was about, then closed the door to the kitchen to give him more privacy. Something old him that this message would not be a pretty one.
He leaned forward and pressed play and turned down the volume so that only he could hear.
"Tamerlane Anasazi, I forgive you for your actions aboard my ship. I understand that you were under an enormous amount of stress and you did not understand your actions. However, I am giving you one more chance; Use Anjelicia and the Wayfinder. This is your destiny Tamerlane, do not miss it because of some petty emotion. This is your last warning, use them, become what you were meant to be, fulfill the prophecies, or else I will. One way or another, the Neitzscheans will control the Magog, and will rule as we once did. This is your last chance Tamerlane, choose wisely."
The kitchen door opened and Tammers slammed his hand on the plexi's stop button. His hand covered the hologram until the mechanism kicked in and Kala disappeared. He shuffled it under the rest of the mail quickly.
Anjel didn't seem to notice, she was looking for something. She opened all of the cabinets, all of the drawers, and looked in all of the storage jars. She casually walked by him and ran her fingers through his hair as she did, it was mostly a subconscious action, but she was still prowling for something.
"We got mail baby," Tamerlane said as Anjel picked up his sandwich and took a bite while thinking.
She seemed to come back to reality, and looked at the pile excitedly. "Really, what'd we get?"
"Bills, birthday cards, and a few wanted photos. Wanna see your mug shot?"
"Na, the last one was pretty bad, remember? I had no teeth and yellow eyes. That even scares me."
Tamerlane smiled while looking at the new hologram. "Well this time you have teeth, but they're still nasty, and you gained about 45 lbs., and your eyes are still yellow, but their huge."
"I GAINED 45 LBS!?" Anjel screamed and snatched the plexi away from Tamerlane so she could look for herself.
"Yeah baby its no the best picture." Tammers laughed. He sobered as he slipped Kala's plexi under his ass. "What are you looking for?"
She put the plexi back on the table, "My music."
Uh oh. Please don't let her look down, please don't let her look down. Tammers thought as he squirmed a bit. Anjel hit the table with her knee, it was a nervous habit that she had, but it seemed to help her think. Usually the table rocked back and forth with her, but this time it stayed firm. She noticed and grabbed the side of the table to test it. Huh, it was even, no tipping. She looked down at the table legs which were uneven when she had bought it. A jewel case was placed under one of the legs to stop it from rocking.
"YOU USED MY MUSIC TO FIX THE TABLE?"
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Anjel and Beka left out about an hour after they had been given their mission. It was slightly uncomfortable because Beka had insisted that Anjel not touch anything. So being Anjel, the first thing she did was hop in the pilot's chair and take them into Slip stream before Beka could do anything, HEHEHE.
Actually that didn't happen at all. Anjel thought about it, but decided that she didn't want to get left on some disease ridden planet by a pissed off Valentine. So she went to her quarters and put her stuff away. Over the intercom Beka told her to brace for slip stream. She grabbed the door jam and waited for a few seconds while they bolted though the universe. It was soon over, and Anjel joined Bake on command. She hung over the railing and looked at the coordinates.
"So where are we going?"
"Tarmac Drift." Beka said as she heard Anjel choke in the background.
That made Beka smile, "What, I thought you knew this sector."
Anjel was turning green, "Um I gotta go send a transmission."