Jen looked down at herself while her eyes sparkled with an almost maniacal light. She was wearing armored boots that went to her knees, thigh plates that covered her from knee to groin and up around to her hips. Then there was the torso armor. It extended from her shoulders, and down her abdomen in overlapping plates to her waist. The only parts of her body that were exposed were upper arms, hands, knees, groin, butt, and neck. The rest was covered in stuff that was apparently even stronger than steel. Then there was the fact that there was the mesh for Active Camouflage underneath all that armor. There were three and a half foot long blades in housed in each of the gauntlets on her wrists, along with some sort of computer system that connected to the helmet.
Looking at it, Jen was sure that it would weigh a ton, but it didn't. In fact, it weighed less than a typical field pack. The really weird part was when Kwei had started explaining how the stuff worked. Neural interface technology meant that everything would read, and react to her thoughts! The only things that were actually heavy were the machines that was now mounted on her shoulders and folded down on to her back.
Jen held up her right fist and smiled as the wrist blade extended to full length. Suddenly, she quickly faded from view except for the long blade that extended from her right fist.
"Oh this is just way too cool! Now I really am a lean, mean, death dealing machine!" Jen grinned.
Retracting the blade and deactivating the cloak, Jen launched herself at R'ka and gave the alien woman a heartfelt hug of gratitude, before quickly doing the same to Kwei. She stepped back and smiled at both of them beneath her helmet.
"I really don't know how to thank you two. This is… this is incredible!" Jen exclaimed excitedly as she continued to examine the alien technology she was now equipped with.
"You are pleased with it?" R'ka asked curiously in what Jen guessed was a hopeful tone.
"Nope! I'm a whole lot more than just pleased! If I were a man, I think I'd have a raging hard on right now." Jen answered honestly.
There was a loud noise as Kwei fell backwards. R'ka looked over at him with her head tilted to one side as she wondered why the male had fallen. Suddenly, Kwei was laughing a lot harder and louder than she would have thought possible. She watched the male for several moments as he tried to get control of himself.
Jen was starting to snicker at the laughing alien when he finally sat up and looked at her.
"You can't mate with that armor, because it can't respond to the mating vows and rituals, and I don't think you can breed with it either!" Kwei replied still chuckling.
"Hey… I'm pretty sure that I could find a way to get it on with this armor if I really wanted to." Jen shot back. "I mean hey… I'm a U.S. Marine, we specialize in improvising!"
"How would that be possible?" R'ka asked in confusion, knowing that Jen was referring to actually breeding with lifeless armor.
"Well don't get me wrong. I mean I can't get pregnant, but I can certainly enjoy it." Jen answered nonchalantly.
This only served to confuse R'ka even more, because there was clearly no other purpose for breeding except to get pregnant. 'And I thought her facial expressions were confusing. How can she possibly enjoy breeding with armor?'
R'ka knew no other way to gain an answer to that question except to ask Jen about it, so she did. "How is it possible to enjoy such a thing?"
"I'm not sure off hand, but believe me… I could probably find a way to get off on this. Besides… this stuff is just downright sexy!" Jennifer finished in a purring sultry tone.
"I agree that the armor is good, but I do not understand how any female could enjoy such a thing in the way you describe." R'ka said still perplexed.
"Well… I don't think you were complaining much earlier when I did such 'things' with you! Then again… I can be a kinky bitch when the mood hits me, so maybe we should just move on to other topics of discussion." Jen replied a bit smugly.
R'ka and Kwei looked at each other and beneath their masks; each had a look of surprise on their face. Neither could believe what Jen had so casually told them. It was as if she had no qualms about breeding with anything! It was Kwei who finally found his voice first.
"Are we to understand that you were breeding R'ka earlier?" He asked in confusion.
"Well it wasn't actually breeding per se, because there's no way I can get her pregnant, but I was… well at least I hope I was giving her some pleasure while we were having sex. I know I certainly enjoyed licking her out." Jen answered.
"How did you even know that females can even do such things with each other?" Kwei demanded in astonishment.
"Well, back on Earth you'd find all kinds of sex partners. Everything from two women, or two men, to two men and a woman, or two women and a man, all the way up to a whole bunch of each piled together in a big tangled mess of limbs and sweaty bodies." Jen answered honestly. "Are you two telling me that your species doesn't have recreational sex?"
"What is 'recreational sex'?" R'ka asked curiously.
Jen gaped at the alien woman beneath her helmet. She couldn't believe what she'd just heard, because even chimps and dolphins were known to engage in sex for the sheer pleasure of it. "That would be breeding when you have no intention of getting pregnant, or getting the woman pregnant. You do it just for fun, because it feels good."
"Two females and one male?" Kwei asked in shock.
"Sure… lots of guys would love to try that one, some want even more women involved." Jen replied plainly.
"That male would be killed for certain if that happened among the Yautja. Females are larger, stronger, and more aggressive, but during their season, they are dangerous! One female is dangerous enough, but more than one? That male must wish to die." Kwei said in a growl.
"For fun? Does this mean that you are not pregnant?" R'ka asked curiously.
"Nah! I have an IUD, so I can't get pregnant until it gets taken out. Well, I can but it's a really slim chance." Jen answered.
R'ka shook her head as she tried to make sense of what she'd just learned. It was more than enough to make her head hurt. She knew that Jen was a different species, and she understood that oomans like Jen would most likely have different ways than a Yautja or a Great Yautja, but never would she have guessed that they would be that different! She decided to leave things as they were and accept that Jen was different.
Kwei decided to change the subject, because some of what he was learning about oomans was more than a bit disturbing to him. He began explaining to Jen how the various systems worked; how the computers could be linked to those belonging to R'ka or himself. He also explained that the visual sensors in her helmet could be accessed from the computer in the ship so that they could monitor her if needed. After he had explained everything, and answered Jen's questions, it was decided that they would leave the ship and return to R'ka's cave on the coast.
As they left the ship, Jen stayed on the ground to try getting a feel for the new equipment that she was now wearing. The inertial magnification systems in her boots allowed her to jump almost thirty feet through the air, and land safely, or hurl herself almost thirty-five feet straight up to land on a branch before jumping back down again. Jumping from that height was not an easy thing to do because without the systems in the boots, she would easily break her legs, and possibly be killed. She decided to leave that little stunt for emergencies only. The computer in her helmet meant that a whisper would then be transmitted to both R'ka and Kwei for communications, no matter what the distance. The various visual modes however, would definitely take some getting used to, because not a single one of them were the same as her own eyes. She had to look very carefully to spot either one of the two aliens, and only the ultraviolet mode would allow her to look for the slight distortion of the cloak. She figured on waiting to try out the plasma cannons until she got to a place that was decreed to be safe. She had activated them and targeted quite a few things, but had held her fire, because she had no idea if they were silenced or not, and she did not want to draw unwanted attention until she was used to dealing with the alien gear.
As she stepped closer to the edge of the clearing, Jen recognized it immediately. The rack that R'ka had been tied to, the pole that had restrained Kwei, and even the dead bodies of the four she had killed were still there. She saw both R'ka and Kwei deactivate their stealth systems, which they called 'cloaks', and step into the clearing. Jen followed them with her silenced MP-5 locked, loaded, and ready for anything.
"Come we should search this camp for anything that we might be able to use. Just remember, that everything belongs to Jen by right of slaying those dishonorable males." R'ka said as she strode towards some of the numerous crates that were lying around.
"Well as much as I hate to be the one to spoil your little party; I'm the one who doesn't really have anything except combat skills and experience, so since R'ka is willing to share you two are willing to share with me, that means I'm going to share with you. We can argue over who owns what later. Right now, let's just see if there's anything we can use." Jen ordered firmly.
After he opened one of the crates, Kwei looked over at Jen to see that she had her helmet propped on top of her head and was watching the woods very carefully. Her weapon was ready and the aim of that weapon, which he knew to be very effective and deadly, followed her gaze wherever she looked. Kwei nodded to himself in approval, because he knew understood that she was watching their backs while they searched.
As she searched through one of the crates, R'ka found many things that she didn't recognize. They looked quite similar to some of the things that Jen had in her possession, but she couldn't be certain of it. "Jen. I think you should look at this, and see if you know what these things are."
Jennifer hadn't understood anything that R'ka had said except her name, but when the alien woman motioned her over, Jen used her left hand to push the helmet down on to her head and walked over.
Jen's eyes bugged and a smile creped across her face. Her hands trembled in eagerness as she pulled off the helmet to drop it on the ground. Several clips of nine millimeter rounds for her MP-5 were quickly in her hands as she began pulling out various pieces of combat gear. A couple of belts woven out of paracord that would hold five hundred and fifty pounds were actually seventy-five feet of rope each. A few Marine issue Special Forces knives that were over fifteen inches in length. A semi-auto 12 ga. with a drum clip, and a full box of ammo for it. Water filtration straw, a few packs of MREs, which she knew was supposed to mean 'Meals Ready to Eat', but had a reputation for being horrible. Half a dozen throwing knives with a pair of calf sheaths for them, Desert Eagle .357 with a dozen clips of ammo, first aid kits with emergency surgical equipment, a collapsible fire ring, and cooking grate. There was a lot of stuff there that she could use. Then her hands started shaking and the smile left her face when she spotted something else.
There was dried blood on the chains, and she had to wipe more of that off the tags to read them, but when she did, her blood ran cold and her eyes shot wide as they filled with tears. Jennifer Allison Greer 1st Lieutenant of the United States Marines Corps released a choked sob as she read the names of her team on the dog tags that she now held in shaking hands.