New Update and Repost of the old

Hey Guys, so next week I'm thinking of taking a break from the usual story-line and doing something a bit different.   Hopefully you guys will like it.

Maybe it was all the testosterone talking or maybe it was the fact that he hated to see a woman cry; whatever it was, Nathan couldn’t help himself as he moved forward.  Quietly, his hands went around Asheral’s shoulders rubbing them with all the care he could muster, though he was timid that the woman might release some sort of neurotoxin and poison him.  Both of his hands wavered over her skin, tapping it lately and pulling back for an instant; yet, he finally let them rest just on the surface.  So, soft.  The captain thought to himself as the odd-mixture of fur and flesh meshed downward; it was like touching velvet.  Almost mesmerized by how soft she was, he stroked up and down, finding that the spots of teal were a tad bit rougher to the touch, bordering on scales. 

There isn’t time to be playing around.  I need to help her get over her insecurities and then figure out where the hell the control room is.  If I can just do that, I can shut this place down for good and get the hell off this rotten rock.  Thinking this to himself, he finally tilted his head down and spoke softly; his voice maintaining the accent from prior.  Each syllable passed from his lips with calculated ease before he managed to find her looking up at him to listen.  “Hey, you’re important to everyone around here, not just me.  You’re beautiful and strong and you inspire each of us to do our best, but for me you’re more than that Asheral.  Asheral, you’re special to me, you’ve always been around and well, been an encouragement.  Not only that, you’re beautiful in every way possible.”

Saying all of this, Nathan hoped to God he wasn’t just digging a massive ditch for Alexander.  He had already fucked the guy over more than once today, so doing it one more time just seemed like over kill.  Still, it felt good to at least be helping this woman in some way, maybe it would be a balance of karma or possibly even lead to something good happening for a change.     Eh….either I’m about to receive another nasty surprise or maybe it will go my way this time.  Who knows and who cares at this point?  Another setback wouldn’t exactly hurt me at this point….so long as it doesn’t kill me.  That thought alone was enough to nearly make him peel away from the girl’s body in sheer horror at the possibility of something infiltrating his body.  Yet, he managed to keep himself situated just against her, albeit with a heart rate now skyrocketing.

When the alien girl finally did pull her hands away from her face, she smiled sweetly back up at Nathan, whom she assumed to be Alexander.  It was an innocent look, one that completely disarmed the Captain, which only further deepened the stun that hit him when the next few words left her lips.  “Well, Mr. Esquire, if I’m that special to you….we might have to see how far into your bedroom our little date this weekend leads us.  Now, I know you didn’t just come up here to get some eye candy, so what do you need?”  Nathan’s head had already drawn back with his eyes dilating slowly by the obvious innuendo and the sexual advance.  Well, he just got someone laid, so that was good enough for now; however, he needed to get on with his mission otherwise, well, this would be all for jack-shit.

“Yeah, sorry Asheral.  I forgot how to get to the control room, the big boss wants me to rely a message from the front about the Vorshilders that keep popping up; says that a normal messenger doesn’t carry the same wait as their leader.”  Hoping she would buy the lie, Nathan stood there blushing weakly at what she had said moments prior before seeing her nod back at him.

“Yeah, we’ve already lost at least six men out there and no one seems to be doing anything.  Alright, Alexander, its down the hall to the left.  After that, you need to hang a right after two hallways and then just follow it all the way down, it should be on your left after that.  The keycode is 64028.  Don’t forget it as that lazy bitch in there never gets up to open the door.”  Nathan only nodded thankfully before smiling.

“Thanks Asheral, I’m looking forward to our date and whatever it might lead to.”  Shooting her a wink after that, he left heading for the hallway that she had just pointed out.  No sooner than he had disappeared around the corner, a feminine silhouette entered through the front door; she is shivering slightly as she stomps into the heated room slamming the doors shut behind her.  Snow had coated most of her body and from the sounds entering through the crack in the door, a massive storm had already brewed outside.  The figure finally slumped against the front desk, removing her hood as long red hair flopped out from the entrance.  “Have, you seen a male come through here?”  She asked sneezing once before her pure black eyes looked into Asheral’s.

It was Tesla, having traversed through the icy-surface of Waquil now stood in the mine which Nathan had made his way into.  Unknowing that he was there, all she had done was followed the Vorshilder’s tracks.  Having already encountered the monster, it had simply waved a paw at her, signaling to the mine before it had pushed her down the hill.  Now covered from head to toe in snow and irritated, she stared down wickedly at Asheral and described the man she was looking for.  The terrified secretary merely pointed down the hall stating that she had just sent him down there.  “Wh….what do you want with Alexander?”  She murmured weakly causing Tesla to look at her curiously for a second, then shrug. 

“That’s my business, not yours.  Just do your job and I’ll be gone before you know it.” 

A.       Nathan stops to look around for a moment before going to control room

B.      Nathan continues straight on to the control room.

Update 36 and Reposts again

Alright guys, so I'm on Spring Break and feeling a bit bleh about everything, general feelings with me usually. I'm not particularly liking my writing style at the moment; more because I feel I rush everything rather than taking my time to produce something great.  Anyway, here is the next update and we're getting into some space whoring woo.

Well, it was certainly an eventful day if anything.  Nathan thought himself coldly before using the heel of his boot to shove the disgusting alien onto the toilet of the stall.  Looking down at his once again scum-covered hands, he swore loudly before locking the door from the inside and sliding under the space between the floor and the door.  It wasn’t exactly the most graceful act in the world considering his size, but hell…it beat the door opening up on its own.   As he washed his hands for what was likely the fourth time in a mere twelve minutes, the Captain thought over what had happened and what to do next.    Not sure what time he had arrived, he was certain that must have spent several hours on the floor of the doctor’s office, which by some greater power, had kept him safe from prying eyes. 

Still, it wasn’t like that wasn’t a massive set back in itself and then the fiasco with Alexander was still ringing in his ears; part of his face was still aching from the myriad of blows that had been rained down on him.  Drying his hands and pushing out of the room, displeased with the way his skin had changed into a waterlogged state, he merely rolled his eyes and was off.  Every step down the hallway was a simple one at this point, a one foot in front of the other without a trouble in the world.  Having gotten this far at least, he figured there couldn’t be too much trouble in finding his way around and getting the damn job done.  Each of his amber colored eyes looked up towards the sign pointing him in the various directions he could take, be it towards the information desk or around the corner back outside.  Scoffing at the idea of freezing his ass off again, Nathan simply turned on his heel down another bleak hallway towards the receptionist’s desk. 

Once the hallway ended, it opened up into a moderately sized entrance way complete with a couple of plush couches lined against the walls in semi-circular manners,  to afford any guests the ‘utmost comfort as they were told to go fuck themselves in the most polite way possible.  Yet, that in itself seemed relatively pointless, this place wasn’t listed in any database that he knew about, so why even have the reception area; unless, the workers weren’t in on this little debacle either.  That might make things a lot easier, if they don’t know this place is actually destroying the planet even more than it already has been….maybe I can just convince them to leave without another fight….or having to kill anyone.  Once Nathan’s thought had passed, he finally looked up to the large desk up front.  It seemed to have carved out of wood rather than the cold steel that the rest of the place held, its rich red-chocolate color completely standing out against the white background.

At least, it did until he saw the receptionist.  If the desk was contrasting in this space, the woman behind the desk might as well have been a series of paint explosions in the air.  Her orange colored skin or was it some sort of shallow lining of fur?  Screamed at his eyes as its border-line neon color reached out and slapped him repeatedly, being accented by bright snippets of teal spots up and down her arms, with a pair above each of her almond shaped eyes.  As she was now, the woman was impatiently clicking away at something on her computer, each of her three elegant fingers on her right hand drumming against the desk while he other hand fiddled with the mouse violently.  Electric green and black hair waving around in separated strands across her face before flinging back across her head and into a pony-tail.  Small, pouty lips of the earlier teal turned into a grimace as she closed something she didn’t want to see.

 What in the hell is she?  I’ve never seen an alien race like that before.  Nathan thought walking closer, but her ears suddenly perked up when she heard the clink of his boots.  Startled, her lavender hued eyes immediately locked onto Nathan, then that pout melted away and an immediate look of arousal came over her.  It was something similar to the way Tesla looked at him when she was ‘wanting’; however, they had just seen each other which meant.  Ahh….fuck….please tell me Alexander isn’t in a relationship with this thing.

“Alexander are we still on for tonight?  I’ve been wanting to try that little romantic restaurant on the upper-layer of Roshire for some time now.  Please tell me you remembered to book our reservation.”  The woman spoke, her sultry voice causing Nathan’s eyes to dilate slowly before moving a little closer pocketing his hands and tried to remember how Alexander sounded. 

Crap, crap, crap, crap…..what did he sound like….ok me with a Scottish accent!  Recalling that just in time, Nathan opened his mouth for a safe distance, realizing that if she saw his eyes, he was screwed.  Well….unless she happened to be color-blind, but he wasn’t about to believe he was that lucky.  Doing his best to make his voice sound exactly like Alexander’s, he was surprised at how easily the accent came out of him and how it made him sound just like the security officer.  “Aye, I remembered to get it.  Though are you sure you want to go tonight?  Wouldn’t the weekend be a better time?  It would give us more time to be together rather than just enjoy a meal and be shipped right back to work.”

Doing his best to convince the female to reschedule the night, the Captain noticed her eyes get a little bigger with glee before she interlocked her fingers together.  “More time together?”  Her voice was oozing with excitement and the obvious thought of something else aside from dinner was gleaming in her eyes.  “Oh, Alexander….that sounds delightful, but you’re usually so stingy with your days off.  Did something come up that made you want to spend it with little ol’ me?”  A soft snorting giggle escaped her mouth, the sound of fabric rubbing against itself hit Nathan’s ears as he realized she must be crossing and uncrossing her legs right now. 

“I…I just figured that I needed to spend more time with someone important to me.”  The Captain wasn’t exactly sure what kind of relationship that Alexander shared with this woman; however, he hoped that he wasn’t doing anything that would fuck the man over anymore than he already was.  Seeing the instant blush of a dull-grey emerging across the woman’s face, Nathan realized that he probably just had.

“Oh….I’m important to you Alexander? I never knew….I always thought I was just another joke to you and the guys in the mine, maybe you all had bets on who could get into my pants first or something.”  She had cradled her face into her hands, hiding her embarrassment, which gave Nathan just enough time to read her name tag off the fabric that was being pushed slightly forward by what he guessed were b-cup breasts.  Asheral Toph?  What the hell kind of name is that?  The Captain thought to himself, trying to figure out how to pronounce it as he moved forward and debated on what to do next.

A.       Comfort her

B.      Confirm her suspicions

C.      Kiss her

D.      Change the subject to how to get through the mines.