Starship Titanic

[BriefcaseRonin]

Starship Titanic​

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Sitting docked on a space station above Xedon 8, a neighboring planet of Xedon 9, is the Starship Titanic. The largest, most extravagant, luxurious, and technologically advanced galactic cruise liner ever built. It sits quietly, a sleek silver craft resembling something close to the cruise liners of Terra except for the long fin which came from below the ship, looking very much like a blade.

It was an amalgam of technologies, but it mostly held Terran and Zorgh influences. Considering both races were the principle partners of several races in building the Starship Titanic, it wasn't suprising. The Titanic itself held several million cabins, thousands of recreational rooms with all manner of galactic sports activities available, and a considerable amount of bars, restuarants, and even a rather large museum displaying information on the Starship Titanic's beginnings.

The Starship Titanic has been the most important story in the entire galaxy. It has been on every holo cast, every planet's news channel, and the talk of every cantina or bar. It is highly doubtful that any individual in the entire galaxy hasn't heard about it unless they were hiding under a rock. And, indeed, the ship has almost gained a legendary reputation even before it's maiden voyage. It is the first ship that any man, woman, or other creature has been able to purchase a place aboard. To the lowliest slug-slime merchant to even Emperor Phalux of Xedon 9, all manner of people will be able to enjoy it's fantastic delights.

Now, it sits quietly, awaiting the passengers now heading to board it. There were millions of people with tickets in hand standing before the threshold. Individuals of every size, shape, color, age, and species stared in wonder at the magnificent craft, watching as it sprang to life. The many windows into the ship lit up, signifying the lights of the rooms. A dull hum emanated from the silver hull, the sound of it's engines coming to life. And then, the passageways into the ship opened, and all those who had been awaiting this wonderful vacation headed aboard.

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(At the bottom is a picture of the ship. Have fun, everyone! )

 

[Screech]

A small, organic vessel resembling a giant beetle of some veriety, lazilly floated into one of the docks of the Xedon 8 space station. Most would be forgiven for not recognising the vessel style as that of the Klackon Collective as they were not a very widely know people, and were still fairly new to the galactic community.

The creature's jaw distended and one of the very rarely seen Klackon Thinker caste disenbarked, it's large, multifaceted eyes drinking in the inorganic detail on the walls, as well as the two attendants that approached. They smelled of apprehension, and slightly of fear.

Attendant 1 "Welcome, uh, sir, to the dock of the Titanic. Have you got a reservation?"

The Klackon let out a short series of clicks, followed by a momotone metallic voice from a box strapped to it's arm "Place: reserved. Ticket: in hand" It then handed over a small plasticard. The second attendant took it and scanned it into a portable database.

Attendant 2: "Ah yes, Mr. Kachkoloakk. Please follow us. We will take you onbard. o you have any belongings?"

Kachkoloakk chirped and clicked again, followed by the familiar voice. "Personal: no. Name: Kachkoloakk. Gender: not relevent"

The two attendants seemed slightly confused, yet did their job and led Kachkoloakk through to the Titanic itsself, and through the massed throngs of verious species, until he was within the massive hull of the vessel itsself. Instantly overcome with curiosity, his four powerful legs carried him off around the vessel, leaving his attendants far behind

 

[caela]

Trix stared at the ship in awe. They simply didn't build them like this on her planet! Of course Glorean ships were built for explorations not pleasure cruises. Many species found it odd that Glorean's managed to develop space exploration at all, their peaceful ways certainly didn't lend themselves to the military development that was usually the precursor to space travel on most worlds but their natural curiosity wasn't satisfied by exploring just their own world and so they have made their way to the stars.

At home she was actually the first officer of one of their exploration vessels and was now taking her first vacation in 12 Terran years. She had a lot of time banked for this vacation and was looking forward to mingling with all the different species that would be on ship. She'd seen lots of worlds in her explorations but for every 1 planet they found that was inhabited there were 20 that weren't so she hadn't really met that many different species.

Finding her way to her room she was amazed at how large it was! She'd known that quite a few credits had been paid out for it but the Company had paid them not her own personal credit balance so she hadn't realized just how luxurious her apartments would be! It was a far cry from her quarters on the Infinity and she threw herself onto the enormous bed with a bright laugh.

Wanting to explore everything she quickly changed out of her uniform and hung it in the back of her closet before digging through her bags. She pulled out an emerald green dress made of a light gauzy material native to her homeworld. Similar to silk on earth in the way it felt and draped it was much sheerer and allowed anyone who looked to clearly see the red dragon that draped over her right shoulder and down her chest with the head reasting on her breast and the beasts tongue snaked out and wrapped around one nipple. The red of the tatoo was a shocking contrast to her sky blue skin and nearly deep purple hair.

Spinning in front of the mirror she grinned at the way the skirt of her dress flared around her body revealing more of the long legs that she worked hard to keep in good shape. She knew she'd have to work out twice as hard on the ship because it's gravity was set at Terran norm which was much less than her own world or planet. She felt like she was floating as she slipped her feel into delicate green sandles that matched her dress and let her hair down to dance on her back in soft waves.

Satisfied with her looks at last she slipped from her room and went in search of some fun, adventure, or a combination of both.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Trishia Pennin

The young human female sat in the small shuttle as it flew towards the space station. She had been looking through her things, only glancing out the window towards the ship. But her gaze turned back after a pause to stare upon it in wonder. It practically took her breath away! She had never seen such a ship in all her days on Terra or the Space Force academy on Plaris. Oh, she had seen alien ships that docked to refuel and purchase supplies, but they didn't even compare to this!

Trishia hadn't really even noticed how the distance between the small shuttle she was on and the space station which housed the Titanic had closed, and she grumbled a bit when they entered the docking bay. Her hands gripped the handles of her suitcases tight, and she was suddenly more giddy and excited then she had been all week. She just couldn't wait! There would be so much to see, so much to do, and so many people to meet!

When the shuttle landed, and it's back door opened, she practically ran out. Though she did stop for the attendants, searching one of the pockets of her jumpsuit for the ticket and showing it to them. They scanned it, and then allowed her to go on her way. And go on her way she did, hurrying past them and swinging her suitcases back and forth in joy, "I can't believe I get to go on the Starship Titanic!"

What she had seen on the outside was dwarfed by what she had seen on the inside. The interior of the Titanic was absolutely gorgeous; the floor was padded with lush carpets, probably made from the finest materials, the walls held all sorts of intriguing patterns, and she noticed how a few passengers were lost in examining them. However, Trishia was much too excited to stop for a wall pattern.

She found her room and quickly began putting her things away. She would be on the Titanic for months, and it helped to get all good and set in before she ran off and completely forgot about it. After that was done, she headed into the bathroom, peeled out of her jacket and tight leather and latex jumpsuit, and went about cleaning herself up. Trishia had never felt so relaxed during a nice, warm, bath, and she would have been content to drift off to sleep. But then she'd miss out on meeting the other passengers.

Satisfied that she was good and clean, she drained the tub, stepped out, and then got into the drying unit which only took a minute. Moving to the closet she had only recently filled and grabbing a new outfit, she quickly put it on and tried it out infront of the mirror. It was her Academy uniform; a tight blue jumpsuit with gold trim that ran in two lines down from under her arms to the bottom of her legs, and from her collar to her sleeves. She then slipped on the matching jacket with similar gold trim and a plastic patch on her right shoulder which held the symbol of a sword and shield, with the words, 'Plaris T.S.F Academy' infront of it.

Trishia nervously moved to the door, took a deep breath, and then opened it. Heading out and taking a look around, she was nearly run over by what looked like a giant.. ant?! She looked as it went down the hall, arching a brow and deciding to follow after it. How often did you get to talk to an incredibly large, and apparently intelligent, insect?

 

[fae_bella]

Lyn

Lyn smiled slightly as the Titanic came into view from her father's charter vessel. "Daddy, where is my room?," She asked in an almost sickeningly sweet voice. It was obviously fake... but Lyn knew just the right ways to manipulate her father. Any man on his security team would tell him that she was a bitch... as well as a tease. Of course, any man brave enough to say so was immediately fired.

"It's one of the highest and most elegant of quarters, my darling. Second only to the Captain's... My princess would have it no other way, would she?" He patted her shoulder. "Now you're certain you don't want one of my men to go with you, Lyn? I'm uncomfortable leaving you to yourself on such a big ship and such a long cruise."

"Daddy, are you saying you don't trust me?" She looked at him with puppy eyes. "I want to go to show you just how capable I am to take care of myself." That was probably the biggest lie she had ever told him. This ship was said to be the ultimate in luxury... and she believed that if anyone deserved to be treated like royalty, it was HER.

"I just want you to be careful. Watch what you say... you don't know what you may find on this ship, and I don't want you to offend anyone. Understand me?"

"Yes Daddy." She smiled as the doors opened on the craft, leading to the docking port of Titanic. She gave a wave to her father, taking the bags from the driver and starting towards the attendants.

Once the doors of her father's ship closed, she quickly shoved her bags into the arms of the nearest attendant, whipping her ticket out and giving it to the other. "Take those to my room. NOW. And you... Take this stupid ticket already, would you? What do they pay you to do, oogle everyone that walks by?" She raised her head as he took it, glaring to the dumbfounded one holding her things. "Room! Hello!! Snap snap!" She rolled her eyes. "I certainly hope all this service isn't this horrible."

 

[caela]

"Room! Hello!! Snap snap!" She rolled her eyes. "I certainly hope all this service isn't this horrible."

Rounding a corner Trix heard the bitchiest, most domineering voice in the galaxy and she had to laugh. The sound was like a soft chime of bells and made those around her smile at the tall, blue woman. Reaching the attendants who were looking at the Terran girl dumbfounded and defiant in the face of her attitude she rested a gentle on the the one holding the tickets shoulder.

"There's one in every group isn't there? The Captain will understand that, just do your job dear and otherwise ignore the girl. With the motley crew on this ship I am sure someone will quickly teach her her place."

Trix was rewarded with smiles from both the crew members who quickly turned and left to do their jobs. The girls luggage would be taken to her rooms but that was all that would be done with them Trix was sure. Taking a moment to stop and look over the young Terran bitch she simply shook her head gently. The staff wouldn't be bending over backwards to do this one any favors. She was pretty which was a shame because all that beauty was spoiled the moment she opened her mouth.

"I'd be kinder to the staff if I were you dear. It's as true now as it was in any age that servants can make or break those they serve. Remember that most of them have Master keys to every room on board this ship before you go treating them like dirt under your shoe."

Giving the girl as warm a smile as she could muster Trix managed to disappear into the crowd before the girl could reply...no mean feat for a 6'2 blue woman. She had better things to do than chastize a little Terran female, though she did hope the girl would take her words to heart and treat the staff better if only out of self preservation.

Wandering the ship she simply drank in all the variety around her. She saw shapes, sizes, and colors of every shade imaginable and there were moments when it all made her laugh with glee like a child.

Finding a deck where she had enough room she actually stretched her arms out and spun happily. She was going to make the most of this vacation!

 

[Devilgrl]

Brooke was going down the railing when no one was there. SHe had gotten on the ship early because she had traveled up in a private ship with her parents. She hoped this wouldn't be the trip where she tells her parents what she is. She lso hoped to get at least one girl during the long trip *sigh*she knew she would never meet that one woman.

Her thoughts suddenly came to when she did a flip and landed hard on a girl who was just stretching on the deck."AAAA SHIT" She screamed she fell onto her then rolled over and cut her arm. "I'm so sorry" she said to the girl now sprawalled on the floor. "let me help you up" she stuck out her hand...

 

[Screech]

Kachkoloakk swiftly made his way through the verious carridors of the ship, drinking in all the combonations of geometric shapes that were so foreign on his worl. He was used to the organic flow of crafted rock, the soft glow of the resonating light-crystals... Everything seemed so.... alien! But the brood-queen would want to know all, so he continued.....

....Continued right past an alien! And not a crowd of them, but just one! What a marvellous oppotunity to furthur study alien life, especially as it seemed to be a race his people had not encountered before!

Coming to an abrupt halt a few yards furthur down the firly narrow corridor, Kachkoloakk slowly turned around to regard the alien, because with his physical size and shape, turning could only be slow! Obviously, these corrisors were designed for useage by bipeds, not quadrapeds like himself.

Finally, he was able to get a good look at the alien. She seemed so tiny! Only just over half of his height! And her head was such a strange shape, almost oval, and nowhere near as broad as his own! Surely then, they must not have much room for a brain. And what was this? rather than having a hard, protective carapace, her outer layer seemed to be a pink fleshy substance! Thinking back to what he had learned from the collective intellegence of his people, he could identify various things about this alien that would normally have compleatly confused him. She had plently of a substance called 'hair' which was a rich brown, similar to that found in the hatcheries of his home, and her outermost layer was something that many races apparently used called 'clothing'. How bizzare!

Realizing that he had now been staring at the female, for surely that was it's gender, and recalling that it often made other races nervous, Kachkoloakk attempeted to make her feel slightly more confortable with conversation. He made a few clicks and chirps, that were quickly translated by the box on his arm. "Female: Identity: unknown: greeting"

 

[fae_bella]

Lyn

Lyn was still fuming over the comment the woman had made about her in front of those attendants... and then to try and chastise her?! Ohho, that did NOT set well with her. She continued to grumble about it as she fumbled to get her passkey into the door of her room, pausing as she felt someone staring at her. She glanced up, only to be even more surprised as she found who- er, what- was staring. An odd looking antlike creature... and it was trying to start conversation with her. Her mouth twitched, unsure if she should reply or laugh.
"Daddy was right... there are some weirdos here, aren't there?," Lyn muttered under her breath, glancing the alien over. "Was that, like, your way of saying hi?," she asked, turning around and folding her arms. "Well, greeting to you too..." She realized that with the size of the creature, it was probably best to try and stay on its good side. "As for the identity unknown... My name's Lyn."

 

[Screech]

It could talk! Definatly a bonus! And, if the translator was working correctly, she called herself Lyn. He practiced saying the name a couple of times in his chirp-klick language, followed by the translator box. "Leeeeen. Leeyn. Lyn. Lyn!" Kachkoloakk chirped a couple more times, clearly excited that he had learned not only a new word, byt a word that was the name of this female alien.

Kachkoloakk thaught for a couple of seconds before pointing at himself and chirp-clicking once more. Once again, the monotonous translator kicked in after. "Kachkoloakk. Species: Klackon. Lyn species?"

 

[caela]

Trix was startled out of her reverie when she was suddenly mowed down but a Terran girl on some sort of strange contraption she'd never seen before. The fall didn't hurt so much as it surprised her to suddenly have a warm body fall on her and it seemed the girl herself have been hurt if she wasn't mistaken in thinking the red fluid running down her arm was Terran blood.

"I'm so sorry" she said to the girl now sprawalled on the floor. "let me help you up" she stuck out her hand...

The girl was hurt and was offering to help her up! How sweet! Reaching up she took the girls offered hand and let her help pull her to her feet. She towered over the girl but she suspected that was going to happen alot with Terran's in general. Even most of the men seemed short than her.

Smoothing her dress back down her body she offered the girl a smile, "Nothing to worry about. I'm not at all hurt but you seem to be," she said pointing to the girls arm. "You might want to see the ships doctor about that. What is that strange thing you're riding?" she asked curiously.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Trishia

Trishia slowed down, watching the ant-like creature apparently conversing with another Terran. She certainly didn't want to bother them, and so she decided to head off and find some company. It did give her time to take in what beauties the Titanic held, but still, she was -far- more interested in finding someone to talk to, especially one of more unique passengers. Moving out of the hallway and to the bar, Trishia took a seat and smiled, "Umm.. could I get a glass of.. umm.."

The Terran generally didn't drink, but having one glass wouldn't cause any harm. Her eyes moved over the bottles along the wall behind the bartender, trying to pick something out. She found a rather oddly shaped one and pointed to it. It was a dark blue, and had a wonderful form, as though it had been made completely of roses. Trishia pointed it out with a smile, "I'd like some of that, please."

The bartender got a glass, picked up the bottle, and poured her some. The liquid was a rather vibrant green that almost glowed and she was a little wary, but she didn't come on this trip to sit in her room and avoid contact with anything that wasn't Terran. Taking the glass in her hand, she looked it over and then sipped it. What she felt seemed like liquid energy running through her and then exploding in her tummy, covering her in a rather pleasurable sensation, "Oh, wow!"

Biting her lip, she blushed and took another sip, closing her eyes and downing the whole glass.

 

[bullshot]

Caran

As Caran’s shuttle neared the Titanic the first thing that struck him was the size of the vessel, he’d travelled in many a faster than light ship but they all been quite small this was Gigantic.

He was dressed conservatively in trousers and shirt as a courtesy to the other humanoids who’d be passengers on the trip, he’d found that his native nudity was frowned on by a lot of the humanoid races. As his shuttle entered the shuttle bay the door opened, picking up his luggage he stepped out to be confronted by an attendant. Showing his pass he was escorted to his room, he spent a far amount of his funds getting a quality room and he wasn’t disappointed with his quarters.

Besides the large lounge there was a good sized bedroom, a bathroom with a large circular bath, a shower as well as the toilet and washbasin. To one side of the lounge was a private gym which he’d paid extra for so he could work out without the restriction of clothing.

He unpacked and stowed his luggage in the wardrobes before setting off to explore the immediate area of the ship, he was looking for the nearest bar as that was the normal place for people to congregate. Seeing a brown curly haired girl at the bar he walked up to her.

"Hi I'm Caran, what's that you're drinking it looks interesting?" he asked as he introduced himself.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Trishia

Trishia had just been shivering through the last bouts of explosive energy that surged through her body when Caran came over. She set the glass down, gulping and taking a deep breath, "I'm Trishia. Nice to meet you, Caran. And I'm not exactly sure what it is, but I've never had anything like it."

Her eyes turned towards Caran and she smiled, seeing a species that she was familiar with: a Gregan. She only knew a little about them, but apparently they didn't wear clothes very often; something about how their sexual organs were hidden in cavities inside the body. The second thing to come to her mind was how amazingly strong and fit he was. He easily put the guys at the Academy to shame.

"So.. umm.. Caran, was it? Why did you decide to go on the Titanic? Personally, I'm really interested in seeing new places and meeting new people."

 

[Mister J]

OOC: Gah, Sorry to post so late. I've had a hectic night.



IC:

The royal cruiser slowed as the engines cut off and it drifted into the port, finally docking soon after. It was a large ship, with gold trim and flashy looking fins all over. In build, it somewhat resembled the Titanic...only much much smaller. The doors opened as the connector tube attached and a large, green, one eyed, multi-tentacled alien lazily moved down the walkway of the tube. The eye, although giant looked bored, it's top eyelid closed halfway.

He was Emperor Phalux of the planet Xenon 9, and a principle partner in the planning, funding, and construction of this intergalactic cruise liner. Even so, he didnt even look up at the magnificint ship..but instead slowly made his into it, his servants...all humaniod looking aliens, carried his affects up to his room...which was one of the grandest of all on the ship. He entered into the Olympic swimming pool sized room and sighed. Air moved in and out through small pores all over his body. That was how he breathed.

"Not even any fine looking morsels on this boat."

All of his servants just nodded, his voice entered their brain though way of telepathy. That is how his people communicated and all could hear him just as if he was talking normally and it would only affect those in earshot...unless he wanted to direct his attention on one individual alone, which he did...many a time.

"Im going to the bar, put my things away and then go relax until I call for you again."

They all just nodded and went right away to put his various items away. He paid them handsomely and with that, they'd do literally whatever he asked or told.

He finally made his way to the bar, no his species did not drink...but that didnt stop him from getting other people to drink. Looking around, he critqued everyone he found worthy.

No, no, ,no ,no, maybe, definatly not, no, no, ooohhhh...yes. There we are.

His one large eye fell upon a Terran female who just finished drinking a Trilliad Boom. It was a drink he bought for many like her. The drink had an immense amount of alchohol although the preparation of the drink made it so that it was hardly felt, rather absorbed slowly into the body.

He crept up behind her, one tentacle rising...but moving back down as another approached her. Not to be outdone, Emperor Phalux moved in to the girl's other side having the bartender bring her another Trilliad Boom.

"He came to leave unfortunatly."

Phalux gave a motion with his tentacle for "shoo".

 

[bullshot]

Caran & Trishia

”I’m an athlete, and have travelled a lot to various planets but always it was training, racing and then off again. I decided to take a vacation and see places and meet people properly, when I heard about the Titanic it seemed Ideal to travel in luxury instead of the small faster than light drives,” he explained.

Trishia looked like she was from Terra but he couldn’t be sure as he hadn’t really met many people who weren’t athletes themselves, Terrans didn’t appear very often at athletic events.

“What part of the Galaxy are you from?” He asked. “It’s obvious that I’m from Gregan with my colouring,” he added with a laugh.

”I think I’ll try one of those please barman, would you like another?” he asked Trishia.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Trishia

Things were getting confusing quickly. She was just about to start chatting with Caran when this rather interesting creature came up on her other side. The glass of Trilliad Boom set before her could only have been ordered by him, and she thanked him before hesitantly drinking. Her hand gripped the bar and it took her a moment to focus again, "Wow..."

She had thought the effect would have gotten weaker with experience, but it certainly had not. Each sip was as strong as the last one, and each one was a rush in and of itself. It must have been a popular drink on whatever world had brewed it. When she finished the glass, she made sure to lick up any drops that might have been hiding within, resting a bit against the bar now before setting the empty glass down.

Slowly, Trishia looked between the cycloptic tentacle creature and the large red man. Unsure as to why Caran had to leave. Her attentions drifted to the giant eye infront of her and she smiled, "Hi, I'm Trishia. Who are you?"

She swivlled back to Caran, nodding a bit, "I'd love another one. And I'm Terran, from the Sol System, actually. I've lived on Terra most of my life before I went to the Space Force Academy."

 

[bullshot]

Caran / Trishia / Emporer

Ordering another drink for Trishia, Caran looked at the tentacled creature that had so rudely waved a tentacle at him.

“So you’ve travelled a lot as well without seeing many places?” He suggested thinking that in the space force they’d very seldom get a chance to visit places.

“Who are what is the creature on your other side? I’ve never seen the like before in my travels” Caran asked.

 

[Mister J]

"I'm Emperor Phalux of Xedon 9, and I can speak for myself."

He slid a tentacle around the girls waist and narrowed his eye at the man on her other side. With another of his many appendedges, he ordered the girl another drink. This one different, as he told the bartender through telepathy. It was a Hytack Twister. One of a few drinks from the same planet with a mixture of Midori Vodka, Zorgh Rum, and topped with Hytack Jelly.

The jelly, when absorbed into the body...and rather quickly at that, tells the body to go into heat. It was a drink he used rather carelessly to get what he wanted. Dangerous? Yes. Did he care? No.

"Try this one my dear."

He slid the drink over to her.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Trishia

She smiled to Caran, "Well, I haven't really traveled a lot. I've been at the Academy, mostly running flight simulations. I don't do any real piloting of a ship until next year."

Her cheeks blushed when she felt Emperor Phalux tentacle slide around her waist, and she glanced back at him. He seemed nice enough, though a little stuck up. But then again he was an Emperor, they usually were stuck up, "Nice to.. umm.. meet you, Emperor Phalux."

Trishia's eyes then followed the glass and she shrugged, "Sure, why not?"

Picking it up, she politely thanked the Emperor for getting her a drink. It wasn't one of those Trilliad Booms, but she should try something else before laying off the drinks. She leaned her head back and downed the glass, taking a deep breath after setting the glass back on the bar. It was quite different, having an almost spicy sweet flavor, but it's effects were felt only a few moments after she had finished it off.

Shifting uncomfortably in her seat, her cheeks blushed a deep red. She felt.. hot, excited, and horny. Reaching up, she rubbed her forehead, letting out a soft murmur, "Oh.. I feel.. feel soo strange."

 

[bullshot]

Caran /Trishia /Emperor

“Glad to meet you, do we call you Emperor or Phalux?” Caran asked as he sipped his drink fortunately his race had a good stomach for alcohol because that drink was strong.

He saw the barman pour another drink and place it on the counter, the Emporer slid it in front of Trishia while she was still drinking the one Caran had ordered. Caran wondered what was in it and hoped for her sake that she could handle her drinks.

“Would you like another drink Emperor? I’ll buy this time” Caran asked. Now they were talking he seem to be OK even if his shape was taking a little getting used to.

Seeing Trishia reaction to the drink the Emperor had obviously ordered he turned to the barman.

“Another one of those for the lady please”

 

[caela]

Trix

It seemed the girl was in shock of some sort so Trix picked up the strange board she'd been riding and gently led her down to the sickbay. Explaining to the doctor on staff what had happened he assured her the Terran girl would be all right and Trix left her in his capable hands. She'd have to find her again later when she was feeling better though and find out what that strange thing she was riding was called.

Looking around and realizing that most of the passengers were boarded at this point she made her way to one of the many ships bars. The number of species here amazed her! All of her senses were on alert and she wondered if many of them could pick up the myriad scents coming off of everyone in the place. The place was a veritable den of pheremones and all of the combined served to make her slightly giddy.

Settling into a chair she chuckled as she noticed the trio at the bar. It was obvious the green tentacled creature was trying to get the Terran girl drunk enough to not notice he (she assumed it was a he perhaps not) was a large green blob with one eye. She chuckled softly to herself doubting it would work, she would have been willing to lay odds the Terran would get drunk and head off with the Gregan.

 

[Mister J]

He watched Caran order her the drink, and if he could smirk he would have. His tentacle began to slid down around her thigh as he nodded to Caran.

"You can both call me Phalux."

He then looked over to the girl. The drink was doing wonders.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Trishia

She was still blushing heavily, her breath growing heavy, but she accepted Caran's generous offer and took the drink, sipping from it. Her eyes lazily looked down to the tentacle as it began to creep around her thigh, and then looked up to notice how Caran was slowly moving from the conversation. She finished the drink, setting the glass next to the empty one behind it before her attentions shifted to Emperor Phalux.

Trishia let out a gentle noise, her thighs pressing together as she shifted around in her seat. She felt so unbelievably wet down there, and she wasn't sure how long she could stay here before she'd go crazy! Her body was going mad for no apparent reason and she could hardly focus. With her attention on Phalux, she smiled to him, her hand resting upon the green tentacle slithering along her thigh, but she certainly didn't stop him, "So.. w-what's it like being an Emperor?"

 

[Mister J]

"Boring...alot of 'long' days, and 'tiring' errands."

His tentacle gently caressed her inner thigh, casually sliding between her legs every now and then.

Phalux caught glimpse of another delicious looking female as she entered the bar. He turned his attention to her for only a moment as his tentacle kept on "entertaining" the girl beside him. With a telepathic order, he sent her a drink. Just a spiced rum and coke. One of those inviting drinks that says "Come on over".

Then, in a quite underhanded move, he slid a tentacle under the girl's jacket...