Star Crossed Lovers (Open for one female)

Donalddeutsch

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OOC: Now closed for Fallenupright and Myself

I't's been a long time since I left the planet. I was sent on a voyage to the other side of the galaxy, and wasn't expected to come back on this generation. I am a young single guy, who doesn't have any family or ties to the planet anymore, so I vollunteered to go on this mission to find new planets.

It has been 3 months since I left, and I'm in the weight room when the alarms go off. There is a intruder on board, and it is more than likely a stow away the computer say. "Oh well I guess I will get company on this trip anyway. You might as well come out, I know your there. I can't go back to the planet, so your stuck here on my mission with me. We might as well get to know each other, since we will be stuck with each other." I'm hoping that the stow away is female at least, so that it won't be to lonely this trip. What comes out of their hiding place is most definitely female and I smile. "Hi I'm Malcolm, welcome to my life. What's your name, and why did you jump aboard a ship that won't be coming back home?"

Ok, what I'm looking for is the Stow Away, and she can be running for any reason that you want, make it the more interesting. Please let me know a bio with name and all so that I know who I'm playing with.

PM me with interest in this, and I will let people know who I choose once I get a few people with bios and a short paragraph on how they came to being a stow away.

Malcolm
19
6'
200
Blonde Hair
Blue Eyes
muscular
9" and thick
 
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Name: Tzerina (Zar-eena) Hart
Age: 18
Description: 5 feet 3 inches tall, weighing about 120lbs. 34-27-34, with a D cup. Dark reddish brown hair and blue eyes. Has some tattoos and peircings.

History:
Born to a poor family on the planet, her parents were lazy good for nothings who tried their best to scam their way through life. Tzerina had a hard life, following her parents around... often being used in their scams. At 13, she ran away from home. Her life didn't improve much. She had to steal, lie and cheat to get by on her own... but at least she was on her own. Recently she fell in with a crowd that was into bigger crime. A scheme went wrong and someone was killed... the law is looking for her, with death on the mind, so she was looking for a way to get away - and fast. She heard of this voyage and decided to tag along as a stowaway, mostly to save her own ass. Space travel couldn't be worse than death...

Since you are writing in first person, I'll give it a try. I don't think I've ever done this before... it'll be a stretch.

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I knew this day would come. It had been a few months since I snuck on board the ship, and really it was surprising it had taken this long. Sneaking food hadn't been too difficult, I'd been doing it since I was a kid. Hiding... peice of cake. Not tiggering the alarms was a little more difficult - this technology was new to me, I'd never been on board a space shuttle. When the alarm went off today, it made me jump.

I try to hide, but I know I've been caught. My only hope is that this doesn't lead to what I've been avoiding... death. I bite my lip before stepping out, chewing on my lip ring. My arms cross, and I stare up at the man with my eyes narrowed. Then, he smiles. Perhaps this isn't such a bad thing after all... His question comes as no surprise. Why would anyone jump about a ship that was leaving potentially forever?

Only someone as desperate as I was would be this stupid. "Well, they wanted me dead... I needed to dissapear, and this was the only ship leaving soon enough." I told him, shrugging. My arms still stayed crossed defensively. I didn't want to seem too friendly - he still might mean to hurt me. You never could tell with some people. I'd been punched in the face by smiling men before, and I wasn't about to let my guard down here alone in space.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled and nodded. "Well welcome aboard my home. Don't worry, I won't be throwing you off, or leaving you on the next planet, I'm not like that. I understand what your going through, even tho I haven't gone through it myself. Like I said, I'm Malcolm, and go ahead and make yourself at home. There's an extra bunk in the back that you can use, and some more comfortable clothing for the long run if you like." He looked her over and nodded. She seemed to be a beautiful lady, a little younger than him, but still beautiful.

OOC: If you want to write it in a different style than first person, go ahead, I can take and recompense to your style. This is just the way I write in RP, and I have been doing this for nearly 20 years on and offline.
 
OOC: I think it'll be an interesting writing excercise for me, writing in first person.

He told me he wouldn't dump me off or leave me on the next planet (which wouldn't be the worst thing ever, either... as long as I wasn't back home where I was wanted dead.) I chewed on her lip ring again before answering, thinking about what he had said. I decided he sounded genuine enough. "My clothes are comfortable enough. But, if you mean to keep me... a shower would be wonderful."

I paused a moment. "Oh, I'm Tzerina." I told him, deciding that it was rude not to tell him my name. I can't help but look down at my clothes - aside from being a bit dirty... they looked fine. Plain brown cloth skirt that went to my knees, tall leather boots, laced to my knees and a halter style black shirt. All stolen of course, so they were nice, expensive things.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled at her and nodded. "Well it's nice to meet you Tzerina, that's a pretty name, if I can say that and you to take it as it is, as a compliment. The shower's in the back, go ahead and use it if you like. leave your clothes out, and I will put it in the wash and dry machine, they will be done by the time your out of the shower." (Figuring that if their in the future, they would have something like that, insta clean or something like that, Jetson's era type stuff.)
 
"It's a name, for sure. Don't know why my parents couldn't have named me 'Jen' or 'Katie' or something more normal." I shrugged. Even in this day and age, the name was pretty unique.

I laughed to myself. I knew exactly where the shower was, I'd been on board three months. "You really ought to close the door when you are in there, you know. Your singing is terrible." I informed him, as I started to walk towards the shower area, but not before grabbing my small backpack of possesions.

Everything I owned fit in this little sack. How pathetic.
 
Malcolm

"Why should I have, I was the only one on board I thought, so I have my ways. Did you like what you saw?" He smiled as he asked her that question, wondeiring how much peeking she had been doing. He was a well built man, in more ways than one, and wondered if she was curious.
 
"Didn't see anything. The singing was more than enough to keep me away!" I told him. He'd followed me to the bathroom, which didn't really surprise me, it was his ship... and I was just an uninvited guest. I didn't really expect him to just trust me right away, afterall... I wasn't just trusting him. I sat down on the toilet (lid closed) to take off my boots. I unzipped them and pulled them off. Much more comfortable. I rolled down the knee highs I had under the boots, and pulled them off, too. I kept myself clean as best I could these last few months, but I'd run out of shampoo almost a week ago. A real shower would be nice.

I pulled the hair tie out of my hair and shook my hair loose. I thought my hair was one of my best assets. It was long, all the way to the middle of my back, and wavy. The colour was a deep reddish brown, which contrasted nicely with my light eyes. I knew by most standards I was no stunner, but I thought I had done alright in the looks department... even if I was a little rough around the edges.
 
Malcolm

"If you would just leave your clothes over on the counter over here when you get undressed, and let me know when you get in the shower, I will come and get them, and put them in the cleaner, they will be done and back on the counter when you get done with the shower." He smiled and left her to have some privacy. He wasn't going to be a pervert and just watch her.
 
I undressed quickly and did as I had been instructed, placing the clothes I had just removed, along with all my other clothes from my bag on the bathroom counter. I found two towels, one for me and one for my hair, and hung them over the shower before turning on the water and stepping in. The temperature was perfect, not needing time to warm up or anything. I leaned my head back in the hot rushing water and sighed. Wonderful. I'd missed this kind of thing, these last few months.

I took my time soaping and cleaning my body, letting the water pour over me and remove the tension from my limbs. I'd been sleeping on the hard floors for too long, with my bag as a pillow. Hopefully Malcolm would think to roll out one of the spare beds that I knew were on board...

I really should have gotten caught sooner. But then, if we had been close enough to go back, maybe he may have taken me back. As it was we were days away from any other planet, and months away from home. It was going to be an interesting ride.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled as he took her clothes and ran them through the wash and dry before putting them back in the bathroom, not knowing which one she wanted to put on. He also took and pulled out a extra bed, he never knew why they had extra beds on this ship, but figured that they knew what they were doing when they furnished it. He also pulled out linen and everything that she would need to sleep on. He then took and waited for her to get out of the shower.
 
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