A/N:
I've made the wonderful realization that staying up for over 24 hours at a time is extremely brutal on my back. It hurts just to move a shoulder or stretch.
Kaitamis: haha the shirt totally came back from my middle & elementary school memories. We'd have to tuck in our shirts when we were doing cartwheels and such xD
Possumpie: I know, sorry to disappoint but I really didn't have a song come to mind. Don't worry there will be much more songs. Especially in this chapter ;D
GrayHuntress: Why thank you! I'm glad I can hold someone's interest :]
Xoxoxo
Dæmon
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Recap:
With deliberate slowness I grasped the hem of my shirt…
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Come with me
Into the trees
We'll lay on the grass
And let the hours pass
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Let's get away
Just for one day
I don't know how I'd ever forgive myself for this. I mean most girls would say "my boyfriend is the only person seen me naked." And then you have me. The first thing that saw me naked was an alien. It doesn't have a nice ring to it, not at all. I sighed, mentally counting down. I knew I needed to shower but I knew that if I was given a chance to back out, I sure as hell would.
Let me see you
Stripped
My mental argument against myself was failing miserably. Some things just don't work out very well, like arm wrestling yourself and losing. I didn't really have a choice considering Mr. Tall, Dark and Scary was not going to leave any time soon. "Maybe in 20 years I'll be able to get over this…"
Metropolis
Has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes
I taste when we kiss
Another sigh and I turned away from the ever watchful predator. I tightened my grip on the hem of my shirt and quickly pulled it up, over and finally off my head. My shirt was dropped to the floor and I quickly slipped out of my tattered pants grumbling in frustration as I had to more or less kick them off my feet. My sandals were a lost cause; I probably lost them when I was running or something like that.
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Where everything's ours
For a few hours
I was suddenly more self conscious about my body. All the cuts and scrapes and bruises from various events before. At least the worst bruise was covered up. I had really learned my lesson with that one. It was a perfect example of "look before you leap." I didn't look before I had jumped in the backseat of a car and now I had a first sized bruise on my ass going through every color of the rainbow. My mooning career had been ended prematurely. I rapidly unsnapped my bra, making sure the large creature saw nothing. A few seconds later and I was in the nude. I made sure to not take my time as I slipped into the bath water. It was lukewarm at best but relaxing nonetheless.
Let me see you
Stripped
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Nym'aste watched the tiny ooman with very little interest. She was the one who complained about having to clean up after all. It took a few minutes for the female to realize that he wasn't going to leave. Nym'aste clicked softly, almost chuckling. He did not want to risk his skin if she were to get free again.
Let me hear you
Make decisions
Without your television
Let me hear you speaking
Just for me
He resisted the urge to growl at her to hurry up, what little patience he had was wearing thin very quickly. Nym'aste closed his eyes but made sure to keep facing her direction, thankful for the mask that shielded his face. His eyes snapped open when he heard the gentle crumple of clothing on the floor. The ooman was facing away from him and for that he was slightly thankful. "How could a creature be so hideous?" He mused and switched to the thermal vision on his mask. The amount of body heat that was being emitted from such a small creature was quite interesting and the shades of red, orange and yellow were almost a welcome sight compared to seeing the ooman for what it was, a short creature with a few supple curves but nothing that could compare to their own women. He watched with interest as the being moved. She was in rather good condition, muscles rippling smoothly under the delicate skin with even the simplest movements.
Let me see you
Stripped
As he had switched back to the usual vision mode the little female spun around to face him, shooting him a very unpleasant look. Nym'aste clattered his mandibles and made a trilling noise. "Silly ooman, you stare upon me angrily as if I would think anything great of your disgusting body." The last few words ended with a hiss. Of course the only reaction he received was the tilt of the head and a face filled with confusion and then frustration. The female turned back around and Nym'aste continued to study her half-heartedly. It was his turn to tilt his head slightly as he realized the ooman's pale skin was two toned, he never thought that they could be more devoid of color and much to his surprise, she was. Even with the majority of her body being a darker color than the under parts, it was still sickly pale in comparison. His sensitive ears picked up the gentle splashes of water as the female took care of cleaning herself.
Let me hear you
Make decisions
Without your television
Let me hear you speaking
Just for me
After what felt like an eternity, the ooman climbed out of the water making a rather large mess on the floor. He clattered his mandibles in frustration as she walked over to where her shirt and battered jeans lay leaving a trail of water. The ooman looked up at him sheepishly, "Do you have a uhh…towel?" Nym'aste growled under his breath and left the room. "Hey wait! I need a towel!" The ooman was following him and thus tracking water all over the floor of the ship. Great. Nym'aste turned around and let out a vicious growl, "You ignorant soft meat! Perhaps Briz'zyne should have killed you as well!" He noted with pleasure that the ooman had shrunken back slightly at his growl. Good, maybe she was learning something.
Let me see you
Stripped
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After a not so fun bath time experience, and a beautiful stroll down the dank corridors, I was awarded. With a towel, pretty amazing reward huh? I wouldn't be surprised if most of the water had dripped off while we were in the process of getting towels. That's probably what accounted for his growling. Maybe he's the one that has to mop the floors.
Being more or less thoroughly dry and about five times cleaner, I looked upon my shirt and pants disdainfully. It felt like I was going back to square one very, very fast. Beginning the process of putting my pantalones, or pantatontes as I liked to call them, back on, I was greeted with another low rumble of a growl and surprisingly a shake of the head. "Oh no. I am NOT going to walk around this damned ship in my undies! I don't care if you loooove to prance around your ship in a dainty little loincloth, but I will not stand for that!" I could feel my cheeks turning red as the warrior just stared at me with that blank mask. Then I heard it. The guttural, inhuman laugh, but it was a laugh nonetheless.
And of course with me being the extremely fortunate and lucky person I was, the other warrior just happened to stroll on by. I'm sure those few clicks and trills told my story considering I have two laughing predators on my hands. And no clothes except the bare essentials. This was going to be a long rest of the night, or whatever time it was. That sudden realization reminded my mind of the fatigue and stress my body had been through in the past few hours? Or could it be even days? I don't know how long I was out for. I huffed a sigh, oh well, I'd be off this blasted ship soon enough.
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The rest of the day –or is it night?- passed without incident, and I was now more or less back in my old clothes again. But hey, it was better than those little loincloths. Before locking me into the medical room in which I had awoken, both the alien males had gotten into a little spat. It was hard to tell, with all the clicking, hissing and growling, but it certainly couldn't be good. Well, at least not for me. But now, my mind was telling me to sleep, and I readily agreed.
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"Briz'zyne, surely you can't be serious about this?" "Tell me, do you have any better idea brother?" The smaller male sighed, seeing the losing battle he continued to fight. "No, but surely there is some other way to dispose of this creature without killing it…" He trailed off, shaking his ornate mask 'zyne let out a low growl, "Very well. If you can find a better way to 'dispose' of our little problem, then perhaps brother, we could go with that." This simple proposal lifted Nym'aste's heavy heart, if only slightly. "I am sure that there is some place with few oomans that we can deposit her…" He trailed off, lost in his own thoughts.
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Before long the cloaked spacecraft was hovering over a small town in the middle of the desert. The population was miniscule, not even enough to be considered a town, but it was a happy looking establishment. The warriors had waited for nightfall before they put their plan into action. They settled the ship down a good distance away from the closest home and carefully disengaged the cloaking mechanism. Nym'aste was in the medical bay, observing the sleeping ooman. Warily glancing around to make sure he was alone, the predator quickly snatched up a needle and pulled out a small little bit of metal that was hidden in his armor. Still looking behind him every few seconds, he quickly loaded the needle and inserted it into the sleeping girl's arm. Within moments the deed was done and Nym'aste could barely resist the urge to purr with delight.
He heard the whoosh of the door and turned to face Briz'zyne. "Are we ready?" "Yes brother, gather the ooman and let us leave." Nym'aste scooped up the sleeping form, almost cradling her against his muscular chest before stepping behind the other male. The pair silently made their way out of the ship and set foot once more on the strange terrain of the human world. The walk only took a few short minutes and they were soon just outside the town limits when Briz'zyne gave a curt nod. Nym'aste slowly dropped to one knee and lowered the girl to the ground, feeling her fingers faintly try to clutch the powerful warrior. He watched as the human curled up on the cold ground beneath the tree which he set her. He felt a slight pang in his chest, but knew it was the right thing to do.
Without further hesitation the warriors silently walked away, easily slipping away into the shadows of the night. Only a faint streak of blue signified the departure of their ship.
The End.
(For now…)
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A/N: Talk about an unsatisfying ending eh? I really can't think of where this can go, so for now, this is the end.
I'm sorry if you hate me, but I might continue the story in a while.