Chapter 19: Strength in Numbers.
No sooner had they walked through the door than Moodstone flung her arms around Aiden and hugged him tightly, "It's so good to see you in one piece, boss," she said, squeezing him tightly, clanking the plates of their armor together.
"You too, Moodstone," he said softly, after she let go of him she turned to hug T'Shara, who simply tilted her head in a very Inferno like 'Hug me and I turn you into a new scale thong.'
She scuffled to a stop and coughed, slightly embarassed, and that's when she caught sight of Macha, and her eyes went huge, "Oh wow, so you do have a friendly Xeno!" she exclaimed as Macha slinked her way up behind Aiden, and, in a show of a little possessive jealousy, slid her arms around him from behind and pulled him back to her and held on tightly as she used her tail to place Missy down on the ground next to them, as Aiden, in a show of understanding and reassurance, reached up and lovingly stoked her long forearm.
Moodstone's eyes went even wider, "More than a little friendly, apparently," she said, taking on board the dynamic between the two and, as T'Shara stepped up and sandwiched him in the middle of a three way hug, her jaw dropped open and she turned to Spike questioningly as he entered the room.
"Yeah, it finally happened, and, without anyone having to bang their heads together either, though they sure as hell banged something together that kinda sounded like two wet fish being slapped together over and over..." Spike said teasingly, till he turned and saw Macha's tail spike hovering dangerously close to his crotch and he swallowed hard.
"Should I castrate him, my male?" she purred softly in his head, Aiden reached behind him and very gently stroked her head, making the purr intensify.
"No, my love, it's fine, I'm sure the day he finds himself a Yautja girl who's, you know, blind, deaf, dumb, and most likely stupid, she'll do it for us and until that happens we get to see him squirm," he said darkly.
"God, that's why I hate it when Reaper makes jokes, you can never tell when he's being serious or not," Spike said, swallowing hard and pulling at his armor as if it suddenly felt too tight.
"Wait you can understand her!? All of you?" Moodstone exclaimed when she realized that they were answering a question posed to them by her, Aiden stroked the side of Macha's face and, looking up at her, he nodded.
Macha growled and swished her tail angrily, "Fine, but I will not enjoy this, you will own me my loves, I will expect one kiss from both of you for every kiss I deliver," she snarled, both Aiden and T'Shara nodded in agreement.
Macha turned and, with the speed of a striking cobra, shot forward and grabbed Moodstone, making her open her mouth in shock and to yell out in both surprise and fear but, as she did, Macha seized the chance to shoot her tongue into her mouth and inject the royal jelly, though her surprise was nothing compared to Tank's when he came into the room and found his mate being snogged by a Xeno queen.
"What in the name of Jesus Christ's little pink panties is going on here!?" he bellowed in a voice so loud it brought T'kell and Paul along with T'Sall and Whisper all running in from the other room and they as one froze when they saw the scene before them of a 10ft tall hybrid Xeno queen with her inner mouth in Moodstone's mouth.
In a split second, weapons began to rise and, instinctively, both Aiden and T'Shara moved in between them, T'Shara blocking the sight of the newcomers and Aiden blocking that of the Spirits coming in through the door, but it wasn't either of them who spoke, it was T'Sall.
"Wait! Don't shoot!" he yelled, and they all glanced at him as Macha released Moodstone and held her up as her eyes rolled up into her head and she went limp.
"Moodstone! My love! What have you done to her ya big bitch! I'll fucking kill ye!" Tank bellowed upon seeing his mate sagging like a rag doll in the big Xeno's arms, beginning to take a huge stride forwards.
"Wait! She's not trying to hurt her! I've seen this before! We have friendly Xeno's on my world, lots of them in fact, and it's a process they call mental bonding, or hive minding, it lets them speak to us, she's not hurt!" T'Sall yelled quickly and clearly, both Aiden and T'Shara were in combat stances, guarding her and facing everyone.
Macha turned and, lifting the now out cold Moodstone into a bridal carry, she strode towards Tank and held her out to him, the sight of the woman he loved unconscious made Tank instantly forget his anger and drop his weapon to snatch her from Macha's grasp, Aiden moved and put a hand on Tank's huge arm, "You know me, Tank, you know me, I would never ever let anyone hurt her or any of you, she's just given her a way to speak to her is all, she'll be fine," he said in a soft voice.
"It's true big feller, she did the same to me, gives you a hell of a headache after you wake up, but she'll be fine," Spike said, placing his hand on Tank's other arm, Tank shot them both glances.
"Y-Y-You mean she's ok? She'll be ok?" he said in a voice trembling with both relief and joy, and both men nodded.
"She'll be fine, Tank, I promise you, just go lay her down on the bed," T'Shara said, obviously understanding the pain and fear of someone fearing for the safety and well being of someone they loved with their entire heart and soul, it was something she knew well.
"Come on, my little sweet scale, lets get you to bed, and I promise when you wake up I'll let you have whatever you want to make you feel better, I swear it to you," Tank said in the softest, gentlest voice any of the Spirits had ever heard him use, his love for the young Scalathor woman in his arms was utterly radiating off him like a glow, and it actually made them smile, especially T'Sall, who, thanks to the Dream Warrior in him, could actually see it rolling off him through his aura like an untamed wild fire swirling around him and the female in his arms as if he were trying to encase her in its protection.
Tank headed out to the room they had claimed for themselves to put his little love to bed to rest up, "So, err, who gets the job of carrying his big ass to bed when he takes the kiss?" Spike asked, both Aiden and T'Shara looked at him and then at one another, then at Macha, who just growled then sighed.
"I will go with him and give him the dose there so he can be with her," she said, sloping off after him.
"You have friendly kiande amedha on your world?" T'Kell asked in utter surprise, looking at T'Sall and he nodded.
"A great many of them, they live in harmony with us, as the tales tell, we started with just three queens, though they were not hybrids like your queen there, they were normal kiande amedha queens, as the tale of our clan tell, the great Dream Warrior Ryan Mason was sentenced to a trial by combat on the old clan ship of our Grand Matriach, Tik Eleth Mason, the Shadow Claw Clan sentenced him for being an abomination in their eyes, being a hybrid of both ooman and Yautja blood, but, because of his status as a Dream Warrior, they couldn't kill him outright, so they made him undergo a trial and he chose a trial by combat, but, in a show of utter dishonor, they tried to make the trail unbeatable by unleashing three queens on him, but they were not expecting one of my kind to be able to communicate with them, and he turned the queens to his side, he won his trial and the queens returned with him and our Grand Matriach to the planet, where our Grand Patriach was fighting against the agents of Loki, the dark trickster god, and the one who unleashed the darkness upon us in the first place, the queens fought alongside them and, afterwards, they were rewarded with the choice to return with our Grand Partiach and Matriach and with all of the Clan Mason to our home world and to be able to set up their hives on the world as long as they adhered to the strict rules of never harming sentient life on the world, so, no using people of any race to birth their offspring, in fact, the three of them not only took the deal but proceeded to claim ooman mates on the world, ahh, the stories I could tell you of the great king Cortez brother in arms of our Grand Patriach and his beloved queen Nightshade, whose brood fought shoulder to shoulder with everyone in the hybrid wars, or of the great builder Yoshi, and his beloved queen Citrus, who, together, designed and built our great city to accept every race, a place where all are welcome and no one, and I mean no one, is excluded based on race, or sexuality, or species, it is a place of knowledge and understanding and unity, a place where Yautja, Xeno, Scalathor, ooman, Felenis, and a whole host of others who have come to us over time, walk hand in hand safe in the knowledge that they can be who they truly are, free from judgement, or of the great healer Ink, and her brood, who became the leader of our medical core, think of it as a great hive hospital being staffed by Xenos with one purpose, heal all those who need it, care for all, they took their Matriach's love of life and her king and paid it forwards, healing the sick and protecting all who needed it, warrior nurses and doctors skilled in the care of all races, when you are on the battlefield and you are wounded, terrified, bleeding, or alone, there is no greater sight than seeing one of them coming for you, and they will come for you, each and everyone of them would fight through hell itself to reach you and make you well again, we call them battle angels because, when your in that state, trust me, they look like angels coming to save you, plus, a lot of the guys on our world do say the girl xenos look great in those white and pink uniforms of theirs, hell, a lot of the girls say the same thing about the boys of her hive too," he said with a lot of passion in his voice, and a soft chuckle at the end.
T'Kell looked both confused and curious in equal measure, "I though Xeno's birthed of non sentient species took on the attributes of their parent races, like how your Xeno queen there looks like both kiande amedha and of my kind, how if they are not born of sentient races do they have ooman traits?" she asked, and T'Sall smiled knowingly.
"You have an observant eye, and a curious mind, sister, it began like that, yes, but, with breakthroughs in genetics and in our surgery techniques, it is now possible on my home world for any race and any one to birth Xeno's without fear of either pain or death, in fact, Xeno biology adapts so quickly that now a great many of the Xeno females on our world don't even need to lay eggs, all they need to do is mate like any of us and they can give birth to a whole brood themselves, though we do have very strict population control in place to ensure that a balance is maintained on the planet and over crowding doesn't become an issue, which, incidently, is why we now have three worlds, not one, in the same system, all terraformed into what we need them to be," T'Sall said proudly.
All of them looked utterly impressed by his words, most of all, Macha, who had slipped back into the room and was stood behind Aiden, listening to T'Sall's words, the warm thought of having her own brood with Aiden swam into her mind and filled her with a glow that was so beautiful it made her insides glow, she saw T'Shara's eyes and she knew her huntress was having exactly the same thoughts, of them both holding each others children, with their proud baby father in the middle, all together, a happy family, of little Xeno's scampering around, play hunting with their half brothers and sisters as they learned the joys of their joint heritage.
"So, umm, hate to burst the joy bubble here, but who's going to handle the introductions here, or are we supposed to guess the names of our new friends here?" Spike asked, gesturing to Zachee and the others.
"Ahh, yes, sorry, Spike, Reaper, and Inferno, let me introduce you to T'Sall of the Halkrath, Paul twenty of the Synethetics Section Five, T'Sall Jack of the Guardian Seeker Core, and the lovely Doctor Zachee Twist Horn of the medical centre up the road where we pulled her rather fetching tail out of the fire," Picasso said with a grin as he actually saw Zachee look at her tail.
"This exquisite creature is Macha, and the cute ball of energy and fur there is Missy," Aiden said, gesturing to them both, both of them gave a kinda of awkward wave of recognition, "Ok, and I never thought I'd hear myself say this, everyone line up to kiss the Xeno," Aiden said, and Macha groaned.
Macha sat scraping her tongue glumly, "Only ones I ever ever want to kiss ever again are the ones I love!" she snarled as they all sat, waiting for the others to wake up from their post kiss nap.
"Well, a promise is a promise, and a Yautja always honors her word," T'Shara said, pulling her mask from her face and turning Macha's head to face her before tenderly interlocking her mandibles with Macha's and entwining their tongues, a flush of heat sizzled through Aiden as he saw the two women he loved so utterly sharing their love as he sat with Missy planted on his lap, she'd stolen the perch from the two girls while Macha was doing her magic kiss bit and T'Shara was helping put the fallen in a comfortable position on the couches, though, while she was doing that Spike was being Spike in the background and the gentle sniggers drew their attention to him just in time to see him arranging Zachee on Picasso's lap and wrapping her in his arms while moving her head to her horn was hooked into the necklace he wore around his neck while at the same time moving her tail so that the tip was in Picasso's mouth so that he sucked on it like a child sucking on their thumb.
"Spike! What are you doing!?" T'Shara growled, Spike smiled slyly.
"Oh, lighten up, big girl, I'm just having some fun, nothing like giving romance a kick in the nuts every now and then, I mean, look at you, it worked out wonderfully for you, all those bikini pictures of you I rigged up, and I bet it made your ooman over there hot to trot when he finally got to see what your hiding under that armor of yours, but then, you didn't just win the prize did you? You won the jackpot and got yourself a Xeno queen as well, you should be thanking me," he said, giving her his best shit eating grin as he moved over to Whisper who was out cold next to T'Sall who, for some reason known only to him, had decided to take the dose, despite not needing it to speak to her.
As they all watched him curiously, Spike hoisted Whisper into T'Sall's arms, who was laid flat on his back on a couch, which he'd argued with Whisper about taking in the first place, not wanting, as he put it, to sully his honor by taking a beautiful lady's comfort from her in her time of need, now he was her comfort, as he was laid sprawled on the large couch with Whisper placed on top of him and his arms around her, then Spike stepped back and looked thoughtful before silently shaking his head and stepping forwards and spinning around so she was facing the other way and he coiled her tail around his head and positioned his face carefully.
"You know that they're going to murder you when they wake up, right?" Aiden said, watching Spike with a kind of morbid fascination, Spike grinned at him.
"Ahhh, don't be such a stick in the mud, Reaper, it's all just a bit of fun, and what better way could Whisper get over her inhibitions than by waking up with a pretty hybrid boy's face in her crotch?" he said with his best shit eating grin on his face, in fact, so intent was he with what was going on that he didn't even notice T'Shara and Macha coming up behind him silently till they grabbed him and held him, "Hey! What's the big idea!?" he exclaimed, trying to struggle, but Reaper knew that was utterly pointless, just one of those girls had more than enough strength to hold him, both of them together, he was fucked.
"I believe oomans have great saying for times like these, something about goose and ganders?" T'Shara said darkly.
"Oh, what's good for the goose is good for the gander," Missy said from Aiden's lap, and T'Shara snapped her fingers together and pointed at her.
"Yes! This is saying I seek, what is good for goose is good for gander," she said, and, with a quick flick of her wrist, knocked him clean out, making Aiden and Missy both gasp in shock.
She smiled at them both as she held his now limp body upright, "Worry not, my love, he is not harmed in any way, I have had plenty of practice rendering him unconscious after his many pranks on me, he never learns of strength of Yautja, but I think this time maybe he will learn," she said with an evil grin.
A couple of minutes later she stood admiring her handy work with Macha at her side, Aiden and Missy stood at her other side with Paul, the only one out of the group who was now not unconscious because of the royal jelly, "I believed that the Spirits were supposed to be the best of the best of all species, seeing such unprofessionalism makes me wonder," Paul said, and Aiden glanced at him.
"When you spend as much time walking the line as we do, you learn to play as hard as you fight whenever the chance arises, because the next moment you may be dead, but, when the shit and fan meet, then you will see," Aiden said, Paul raised an eyebrow in obvious disbelief.
"You sure he's going to live through this? I mean, you know him, and know he is joking, but she doesn't know him from Adam, and I've seen how you Yautja get when you believe your honor has been sullied, you know, lots of roaring, yelling, killing shit, usually with their own limbs as make shift weapons," Aiden said, and T'Shara actually laughed, as if reliving a happy nostalgic memory, and Aiden shivered slightly, he was just glad he utterly loved this woman as she could be damn scary sometimes.
"Yes, it's true, but she will realise that he is not responsible as he is unconscious but will still hold him partly responsible, so she will force him to make it up to her, he will have to serve her until she deems her honor restored, hopefully it will teach him a lesson," she said with a dark smile, Aiden raised an eyebrow at her.
"So, how come you never made him serve you then?" he asked.
"Technically, he never sullied my honor, just embarassed me, which, technically, under the laws of my people is enough to kill him, he has his uses, but he is harmless, and I know he doesn't mean offence with his actions, just as I do not with this," she said smugly, and Aiden laughed.
"You know, I'm really loving seeing all these sides of you that I never got to see before," he said, reaching up and stroking her mandibles with his finger tips, making her purr.
"Umm, are you sure that a kiss is going to work as enough to sully her honor? Shouldn't you put him like he did to Whisper?" Missy asked, studying Spike's face, which was clamped securely in T'Kell's mandibles, with his lips to her inner mouth.
T'Shara shook her head vigorously, "No! Then she would either kill him by either accident when she awoke and found him there when she close her thighs she would either crush his skull or break his neck, I do not wish her to harm him or kill him, as it would force me to kill her in vengeance of killing one of us, she does not deserve that, and neither does he, no matter how many times I have thought of blowing him out of airlocks, no, this will be sufficient, she will awake, find him, freak out, momentarily believing that he has stolen it from her and become angry, then she will realise that he is unconscious and will transfer her anger to me, but I will claim ignorance, claiming that we simply placed them together on the couch and that is how they ended up, so she will demand recompense for him stealing her kiss," she said.
"Ummm, what if, you know, she already has a mate?" Aiden asked, T'Shara shook her head.
"Then there would be a mark, I already checked, there isn't one, the same mark I left on you, my love," she said and Aiden looked mystified.
"Mark? What mark?" he asked curiously.
"So that's what you were doing! I saw you, and, at first I was going to react, but when I saw that he felt no pain I didn't interfere," Macha said, Aiden looked mystified.
"I marked your neck to claim you as my male, it makes four small holes in the shape of my mandible tusks, this shows that you are claimed by one of my kind so that no other female will claim you," she said.
Aiden looked, and felt surprised, "I never felt a bloody thing," he exclaimed, and she looked a little bashful in her smile.
"I chose my moment carefully to ensure that it didn't, I bit down as we were at the height of our passion," she said, and suddenly, he understood, and nodded with a knowing smile.
"It honors me to wear your mark, T'Shara, I will treasure it for life," he said, stroking her mandibles again as the group moved over to another couch as Paul found himself a seat on one of the arm chairs, "This room is going to turn into chaos the moment one of this lot wakes up," Missy said, hopping up into Macha's lap as she sat next to Aiden and draped herself over his side, he laughed softly and nodded.
"Oh yeah and how," he said, looking at the groupings that had been set up around the room in a variety of compromising positions, they could all see screaming and blushing in their future.
"You people are strange," Paul said, and Aiden grinned, almost not noticing the pining and pleading look that Macha was giving him.
"No arguments here, and yes, Macha, my love, you can do it," he said, turning his head just in time to see her face light up in delight, she wasted zero time moving in and and stroking the left side of his neck with the little tusks of her mandibles before, with a feeling like a really sharp pinch, she bit down into the strong muscle of his neck, making four small bleeding holes that looked like a over zealous vampire had been at him, she instantly used her inner mouth to clean the blood off to ensure that his wounds were clean.
"So what have you guys learned?" Aiden asked, looking at Paul.
"Apart from don't go into rest mode around Spirits unless I wish to wake up with an unfamiliar female sitting on my face?" he asked, and Missy snorted a laugh and Aiden tickled her head playfully.
"Yes, apart from that, though, technically, if you want to go into sleep mode we do have a spare female we can mount on your face if you are indeed a glutton for getting the shit slapped out of you," Aiden said with a grin, indicating the sleeping Ice sprawled out on a chair, Paul followed his indication and then shook his head.
"Polite pass," he said, causing the four on the other side to chuckle at him, "Honestly, I believe we know as much as you do at this point, which is to say very little, we got word of an illegal bio weapons lab being run out of here and we sent a team to investigate, even though bio weapons are no threat to us they are to our biological counterparts, I.E. Yourselves, turns out we may have been correct, because, with what T'Sall was saying about an agent of darkness being here and what T'Kell said, this has all the hall marks of a biological attack, or of the lab failing and breaching containment, now the two could be linked or coincidental, one possible hypothesis is that the lab existed and was being run by either an extremist group like The lies of Unity, or a corporation like Wayland-Yutani, and that they were attacked by said agent as a way of stealing the virus while leaking it to cause massive casualties, therefore achieving both a test of the weapon's capabilities while covering up the loss of the weapon," Paul said.
The air in the room suddenly seemed to drop a good ten degrees, Aiden nodded as he thought, "Certianly sounds plausible and logical, which seems like bit of a double negative when applying logic to agents whose sole purpose is to spread chaos, but it certainly seems like a likelihood," Macha suddenly went very solemn and quiet, and T'Shara noticed over Aiden's head as her face went dark.
"What is wrong, my beauty queen?" she asked, reaching around her ooman to lovingly and tenderly stroke the side of her arm and shoulder, Macha lifted her head to look at her.
"I believe I know where this lab is," she said, and now all of them turned to her.
"You do? How?" Aiden asked.
"Becasue I was held there, being experimented on by bad humans before, with the help of the other beautiful human I met before you, I escaped, they had others of my kind there, my sisters, but they weren't hybrids like me, just normal queens, I saw at least one become infected from a bite before she escaped into the city," she said solemnly.
Both T'Shara and Aiden felt her pain and her scars, although not truly visible, though Aiden had noticed a variety of marks on her hide that he had been meaning to ask her about now became glaringly obvious to him.
Instantly, he turned and, along with both Missy and T'Shara, drew her into a protective hug with her at the centre, shielded on all sides with love from the bad thoughts and memories coming from within her as she relived it for them, telling them the details of what she'd undergone and what was done to her, when she was finished, tears streamed down her face and all of those present, even the logical Paul, all looked horrified at what they'd heard.
T'Shara's horror morphed into pure rage and hatred, "Pauks! If they were not dead already I would hunt them and take their skulls to make into a crown for you to wear, no one hurts MY queen and lives to gloat over it! If any live I swear to you, Macha, I will make them pay in blood!" she snarled in a voice so dark and deadly that no one doubted her.
"As will I, my love, I may not be a Yautja, but I've learned some things from our gorgeous huntress, and she's not the only one who can rip a human spine and skull out in one," Aiden snarled in a voice dripping in venomous hatred of the one's who hurt his queen.
"A-A-A-And I-I-I-I'll scratch their eyes out!" Missy said, desperately trying to join in the protection of this vulnerable queen and to make her feel better, tears began to roll down Macha's face at this protective display and a little dam broke inside her as she began to sob uncontrollably, Aiden, without the whisper of a second thought, instantly offered his chest as her comforter and encased her in his arms as both T'Shara and Missy did the same from the sides, "There there, my gentle queen, it's alright, it's ok, you're here with us, this is safe, this is good, this is your love, and it will protect you from all who want to harm you, never again will anyone mistreat you, because you have us now, and we will be your shield and your sword, and we will strike down anyone who would wish you harm without even a shred of mercy," he said in a voice so soft and tender that it stroked her heart like a velvet glove, tenderly running over her soul and taking out the creases of her fears.
"Thank you, all of you," she said in a soft voice.
"Shhh, now, my lover queen, you must never thank us for this, this is what love is, both pure fire of hot passion and soothing balm for your soul when needed," T'Shara said, and Macha snuggled into the warmth of their embrace and closed her eyes in the bliss of it radiating over her from the three of them, even Missy, who wasn't a part of their relationship technically, was showing it, so she silently swore that she would adopt the young cub and make her hers, she would protect and defend her to death if need be, she would raise her to be a fine young woman and make her the envy of all other Felenis females and the apple of all human eyes.
A sudden cry of surprise pulled them from their love pile and their heads popped up to see what was happening only to discover that Spike had just woken up and was trying in vain to remove his face from T'Kell's mandibles, without much joy as, at some point in their sleep state, she'd clamped down and was holding his face in place, but the struggling had the unfortunate side effect (Well unfortunate for him) of waking her up and as her groggy eyes opened and focused enough to see that she had a struggling ooman clamped in her mandibles reflex sat up and accidently forced their mouths together.
"MMMMMMPHHH!" Spike exclaimed as his lips were forced apart by her inner mouth opening to yell out in surprise and, as their tongues met, both froze and their eyes moved to the others before T'Kell hit him with enough force to send him spiraling across the room with four cuts on his face from her tusks, forming perfect marking lines as he crashed into a crumpled heap on the far side of the room.
She jumped up from her couch and drew herself up before stomping over to the grounded male, "What is the pauking meaning of this, ooman! How dare you steal my first ooman kiss! That was to be given to an ooman of my choosing, not stolen by a sneak thief while I am vulnerable! How cowardly and dishonorable! I thought you Spirits were supposed to be valient and honorable warriors! I should kill you where you lay for such dishonor!" she roared, unsheathing her wrist blades to make a point.
Spike cringed and drew back waving his hands about to try and calm her, "T'Kell, I would never do such a thing! I swear! I have no idea how I ended up on top of you, one minute I was having a joke with Reaper and Inferno, the next Macha and Inferno grabbed me and then...you! It was you!" Spike exclaimed as it dawned on him that he'd become the victim of his own joke pointing at the love pile on the couch.
T'Kell eyed him, but did not sense deception, and looked at T'Shara and the others all displaying shit eating grins, "Explain dear sister of my kin, why I wake with an ooman in my mandibles?" she said slowly.
"The skinny ooman is correct dear sister, he was having too much fun at the others expense, arranging them into compromising positions for his amusement so that they would wake up and be as you are now, enraged and embarassed, he does this stuff to me all the time because he believes it is funny to make a huntress mad, but what he secretly loves is the passion of our kind, he told me himself that there is nothing in this universe more exquisite to him than a beautiful, powerful, healthy Yautja female all fired up because he believes in our rage we look like angry goddesses, words so honorable cannot go ignored dear sister, so I decided that not only should we test his theory on another Yautja but show him what it is like to be pranked, as he calls it," she said earnestly, making Spike's mouth fall open in disbelief.
T'Kell looked both complemented and confused, she turned to Spike, "Is this true skinny ooman? Do you believe that a huntress is an angry daughter of Paya when she is inflamed in her passion?" she asked, he was trapped, utterly trapped, behind her she could see both Aiden and Missy both pretending to hang themselves while shooting themselves in the foot, if he denied it he would at the very least get a beating and if he agreed he was on shaky ground.
"I do, T'Kell, my sister Spirit tells the truth, Yautja are to me symbols of beauty, power, strength and honor, when Inferno is angry she's like a force of nature and it was like having an angry goddess storming around our ship, a sight I wished to show Reaper so that he would take notice of her and she would take his breath away as she did mine, though usually from a punch to the stomach," he said, and T'Kell looked rather taken aback by this and, now on uncertain ground, she turned to look at T'Shara, who was wrapped in the arms of said ooman and she let out a couple of curious clicks and T'Shara nodded.
"Very well, your words have honored you, I will believe that there was no ill intent, but there is still the matter of you stealing my first ooman kiss to contend with!" she snarled, before he could answer Aiden got there first.
"He is very sorry for that, T'Kell, as are we, we didn't expect that to happen, just for you to wake up and be surprised to find an unconscious ooman laid on you with his head in your mandibles, so in order to make up for this slight and sully to your honor as Spike's commanding NCO I humbly offer you his service for the remainder of our time here on the ground, he will do whatever you ask of him, regardless of what it is, well apart from revealing any Spirit secrets of course, but anything else you can wish for he will do for you with joy, I have heard he is very good at giving both foot rubs and back rubs, think of it like having an ooman servant or slave for a while," he said with an evil smile at the floundering young black man.
T'Kell looked both impressed and defused by this, she reached up and scratched her mandibles thoughtfully, "Ooman slave, I believe I came across this term on the Internet before in what do oomans call it now, fanfiction is it? Yes, That is it! Very well, I accept your offer Reaper, to repair my honor and repay his debt to me I will take him into my services as my servant for time that we are here!" she said, smiling with her mandibles, Spike swallowed hard and looked distinctly nervous now.
"Good, it's settled then, just do me a favor and don't treat or degrade him too harshly, as much as a tool as he can be he's a good man at heart and doesn't deserve that," Aiden said.
T'Kell clicked her mandibles, almost sounding disappointed, "I believed that oomans like humiliation, but very well I will be kind mistress as long as he obeys, if not then he will find out why Yautja punishment is feared by all!" she said, retracting her wrist blades and moving back to her chair, then she turned to look at Spike, "Come servant, you will sit here with your mistress," she said, and Spike glared at Reaper, who smiled at him sweetly.
"Do not make me ask twice," T'Kell snarled.
"Yes T'Kell," he said, his voice sounding defeated, he got up slowly and began to walk towards her.
"While you are in my service you will call me mistress T'Kell or simply mistress, understood servant?" she said sternly, Spike swallowed and nodded.
"Y-Y-Yes mistress," he stammered, actually looking genuinely frightened, so much so that Aiden began to wonder if he'd gone a step too far here as Spike sat down on the edge of the chair next to T'Kell, who now looked both smug and proud.
"Did we go too far?" Aiden hissed silently to T'Shara and Macha.
"It will be fine, if she mistreats him or hurts him she will answer to me," T'Shara replied in a silent hiss that only they heard, Aiden nodded, feeling better, if T'Shara was watching his back then Spike would be fine, suddenly, another feminine squeal of surprise cut the air and they all turned to look, including T'Kell and Spike who, for a moment, forgot about his predicament and smiled.
"Here we go again," Aiden said, rubbing his hand over his face as round two was about to begin.