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Post by hk47fan on Apr 22, 2012 15:00:00 GMT -5
Emma
Demlan and I were walking along; Jaden had decided to go home awhile back, but neither Demlan or I wanted to go home....kinda, not really. It was getting late, later than we should be out, and I kinda wanted to go back home, but Demlan really didn't, and I basically agreed. It was so boring there. Neither of our parents were there until later in the night, and sometimes, I didn't even think my dad came home at all. He was too busy leading the Galaxy.
He always was.
"This is getting pretty boring. Ever since we left the arcade, we've just been walking around," Demlan said, trying to balance himself on the edge of the platform, walking on it. Both Demlan and I liked adventure, and well, we hadn't really been having much adventures today...not since that guy decided to bother Jaden.
"I know, but what else can we do? Go back home?" I asked him, slightly depressed about the whole thing. So many kids got to do things that we couldn't do.
But at the same time, we had a lot of other things that other kids didn't. My dad always emphasized how we had it so good because we had freedom and safety. Especially safety, he said that so many kids our age weren't safe, and we were lucky to be. He said that was why he worked so much; to make those kids safe and free.
I don't feel free, being locked up all the time. Not really.
"Hey, I think we're actually kinda close to Jaden's house again. Wanna go see what he's doing?" Demlan asked, motioning to Jaden's house. It wasn't far.
"We just saw him like, an hour ago! He probably won't want us bugging him again," I told my little brother. Jaden was a good friend, one of the very few that we had, if not the only, but I didn't want him to get sick of us.
"Got any better ideas?" Demlan asked, glaring at me.
"Okay, fine. Maybe we should check up on him anyway," I said with a sigh. "I mean, he did defend us from that guy, and he ended up getting hit pretty hard for it. We kinda owe him."
"Yeah, that's right!" Demlan exclaimed, probably using that as an excuse just to go over there and see our friend.
Then again, I was probably using it as an excuse.
Demlan jumped off of the rail, and darted towards Jaden's house, with me in tow. Soon, we both were at his door, and I rang the buzzer, for the second time today.
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Post by RobbyL9 on Apr 23, 2012 3:16:21 GMT -5
Blades
Central docking... Central docking!
A lumos lamp turned on in the mercenary's mind. He had actually used that docking center himself just recently. He was transporting some of his "valuables" from back home. Indeed, how could he forget? The officials there were corrupt as all hell, but when it came to the actual bribing for a hushed package through customs they just gouged you like no tomorrow.
That's Tarisians, folks!
"Yeah I know where it is." Blades finally said, standing up to fully deliver the directions "I'm pretty sure you're not completely hell and gone from it, but you've definitely taken a wrong turn or two. Course, I don't exactly know where *I* am right now, but I can give you some general directions, cool?"
He went on to explain the block name and some general landmarks to be extra helpful. He didn't really feel any particular obligation to do so, but it was better than sitting and staring at the ceiling of his cell. That and Blades didn't think adopting the persona of a bitter, Republic mercenary would be good for his image. It simply wasn't him.
Nope, he was a bitter FREELANCE mercenary, if nothing else.
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Post by Rain on Apr 24, 2012 16:30:12 GMT -5
Takk
After Kurt had entered, we all left the room. Just as I stepped out, the buzzer rang... again.
"Oh come on!" I exclaimed. "Seriously, I would have taken the group somewhere else if I knew you guys were this popular!"
"Hide again!" Xandyr once more commanded. I moved backwards, along with Mara, backing up into Mayko and Nines. Jaden was closer to the kitchen, and hid there instead. Li and Sem shared a glance.
"What are you doing?" Xandyr asked hurriedly. It was more of a statement than a question really, but Li answered nonetheless.
"Protecting our investment." He replied clamly, before he and Sem pulled out their blasters in unison and pointed them at Kurt. "For your sake, that had better not be CoruSec out there!"
"Sem, Li, put down your weapons!" Winter demanded, with surprising authority.
"How do you know we can trust this guy?" Li asked, keeping perfect eye contact with the mercenary.
"I've worked with him for thirteen years." She stated, "I know."
"I believe her Li, just drop the gun and hide!" Said Xandyr, who was eager to get everyone out of sight.
"No chance am I dropping my blaster.." Li answered firmly as Sem moved behind Winter and Kurt. When she was in place, Li continued. "Alright Mercenary Mike, you heard the man, Into the room."
Winter glanced up at the mercenary and nodded, before leading the way, as all four came towards us and into the room. I shut the door behind them and stood with my ear to it. I heard Xandyr open it, and not two seconds later heard his son speak.
"Emma? Demlan?"
Kitty
I had taken out my datapad to record what the man was saying, and when he was finished I saved the file. "Thanks, you really saved our skin." The man didn't realise how serious my statement was of course. He probably thought we were just a couple of tourists who were too stupid to buy a map.
A map... Why didn't we buy a map? I cursed myself inside for not thinking of that in the first place.
"We should get going." I said to Tina. I went to walk away, but then stopped and turned back to the prisoner. "For the record, I hope they let you out." With that, I turned again and left with Tina in tow.
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Post by RobbyL9 on Apr 25, 2012 0:25:12 GMT -5
Blades
"Hey anytime, kid. Stay out of trouble, okay?" That last sentence made Blades' heart float and sink at the same time and he sighed. He waved at Kitty and her friend as they walked away. Hopefully that would impress the guards patrolling the area of his cell.
"Who knows? This could be the best thing to happen to me today." he muttered, slumping back against his pet wall of the cell. He silently cursed the soldiers for confiscating his vest, which included those pictures. It was times like this that the mercenary really needed to see and feel what he was still living for.
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Post by sarinshepard on Apr 26, 2012 23:24:44 GMT -5
Yenna
She sighed impatiently as she waited for the doctor to call her name. Apparently he was finishing up with another patient--or client, or whatever you wanted to call it--right now. The only thing that Yenna cared about, however, was that she was being kept waiting. Wasn't she due for her appointment right now?
I guess this is what I get for showing up an hour early, she thought irritably as she glanced at her watch. But I've been waiting for an hour and a half!
Still, the reason why she was here was quite important. Wasn't it? She had important things to discuss! The doctor just had to see her soon. And if she had to sit here in the waiting room for the rest of the day, then she would do so. After all... this was her only hope in getting her sex life straightened out... right?
Right?
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Post by Revan Jast on Apr 26, 2012 23:28:49 GMT -5
Dr. House
"Yenna!" he heard the receptionist call out.
"God, what a name," he mumbled to himself, fumbling with his notepad. A few moments later, a young attractive woman walked in. He motioned for her to take a seat and leaned forward on the desk. "How are you today?" he asked, eyeing her up and down.
Can't be having too many problems he thought.
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Post by sarinshepard on Apr 26, 2012 23:32:34 GMT -5
Yenna
She sighed heavily as she walked into the office, her high heels clacking against the floor as she moved. She inclined her head when he indicated the seat across from him, and then she slipped into the chair in a smooth, hasty fashion. She crossed her legs, allowing the slit in her long skirt to reveal lots of leg.
"It's about bloody time you called me in," she stated grumpily. "I've been having problems with my husband, and... well, I was hoping you could help." She adjusted her bodice a little; why did this bra always make her itch so much? She shifted uncomfortably.
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Post by Revan Jast on Apr 26, 2012 23:42:05 GMT -5
Dr. House
"Ahem," he said, looking away from her legs. "I can certainly try, ma'am." She fidgited a bit with her bra, and he looked at the poster on the wall.
"I assure you that if you're uncomfortable, you don't need to be," he said, clearing his throat again. "You're in great hands with me- I mean us."
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Post by sarinshepard on Apr 26, 2012 23:46:23 GMT -5
Yenna
"Oh let's just cut to the chase," she sighed, leaning forward and resting her clasped hands in her lap. Her low-cut top seemed to bulge as her cleavage seemed to nearly spill out of her shirt. Good thing she was wearing a bra... even if it was flimsy.
"I'm having problems with my sex life," she sighed. "I moved out of my husband's home because... well, we're just having unusual problems. It all started shortly after we were married. I began to experience orgasms so powerful that I would kick him out of bed. We knew that we had a serious problem when he ended up unconscious that one time--his head banged against the bed post when I kicked him hard!"
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Post by Revan Jast on Apr 26, 2012 23:50:24 GMT -5
Dr. House
His eyes were drawn to her chest like a bird to something shiny. He nodded and licked his lips, barely paying attention to her till she mentioned the word 'orgasm'. His eyes returned to hers and he raised his eyebrows.
"Wow, that... um, is certainly unusual. I hope he's okay but, um, well, have you tried anything yet to solve this problem? Meds?"
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Post by sarinshepard on Apr 26, 2012 23:53:44 GMT -5
Yenna
She sighed again, shrugging her shoulders. The thread-thin straps of her skimpy shirt slipped down her shoulders just a little, revealing more of her chest... and her bra. "We tried talking about it," she said, running a hand through her beautiful golden hair. "But that only resulted in an argument. The only things he wanted to talk about were his genitals and my orgasms."
She sighed again. "I got the impression that he wasn't sure if he should be proud of his manly parts or if he should consider this a problem. In the end, I think he felt like more of a man than ever... but that didn't solve the problem with me kicking him out of bed."
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Post by Revan Jast on Apr 26, 2012 23:56:11 GMT -5
Dr. House
He nodded, then coughed. "Yes, well," he started to say, then was distracted by her golden, flowing hair. "I mean, what I started to say was, well, have you considered using restraints? Or, um... different positions?"
His face was as red as a berry, no doubt.
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Post by sarinshepard on Apr 26, 2012 23:59:49 GMT -5
Yenna
She didn't even seem to notice his blush--or if she did, she ignored it. She never even looked at him directly; her eyes had an unfocused quality, where she seemed to look at nothing as she spoke, or her eyes would just dart in every direction.
"Well," she said, "we thought about trying different positions... we even tried the crawl, where I positioned myself on all fours and he was behind me. But even that ended in disaster, because I moved suddenly and his--"
The description she gave sounded like something from a porno movie gone bad mixed with an X-rated video from America's Funniest Home Videos.
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Post by Revan Jast on Apr 27, 2012 0:03:51 GMT -5
Dr. House
He winced. Being a man, it was all too easy to relate to his pain. He nodded again and fumbled with his notebook. "Well, that's actually not the crawl, it's houndstyle, but yes, um, I can see how this is all certainly a disaster."
He stood and walked around the desk, crossing his arms. "Well, all I can say is... have you tried... physical therapy?"
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Post by sarinshepard on Apr 27, 2012 0:08:10 GMT -5
Yenna
She frowned. "How would that help?" she asked. "I mean... me and Eric just wanna have fun, and I think I have even more fun than he does. But every time it happens... he ends up getting hurt. Hell, one time he even had to go to the ER... and that's when i decided I'd better move out, for his own safety."
She sighed yet again. "Worst thing is... I think he's addicted to me," she said. "He tried getting together with another girl, but... he said she couldn't give him quite the 'kick' that I gave him. Uh, no pun intended, Doc."
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