Re: Project Darkstar
Cera smiled seeing Mike in the hall, wrapping her arms around the half-orc's waist... as far as they could anyhow, and laying her head against the larger woman's chest. "I think the Cap'n knows her..."
It was all she got out before that melodic voice came out over the comms. It was almost hypnotic, the mantra she spoke. Cera's eyes widened as she saw the captain burst from the control room, headed for her own. Pushing a bit, though she knew she could never move the woman as she tried to get Mike back down the hall a bit, out of sight.
Touching a pannel brought the cameras back online in her mind's eye, as her free hand reached up to touch Mike's cheek to share the image with her oft' time lover.
The first blow fell even as the first sentence left the woman's lips, rocking her head to the side. Only to be followed by another, this one harder knocking the woman back. She just wanted her to shut up, and if that meant three days unconscious, Dray was more than happy to oblige.
Her hands closed on the smaller woman's throat, pushing, intent on pushing her back against the wall. Had she been thinking clearly, she would have realized the bed was in the way before Laress tripped over the edge, spilling them onto it in another tangle of limbs.
Dray struggled to right herself, sitting up to straddle the smaller woman. Though her hands never left the dark elf's throat, she didnt squeeze. Starring down at the captive woman, her eyes bright... with tears.
"You died the day you sent me to that hell hole..."
Cera smiled seeing Mike in the hall, wrapping her arms around the half-orc's waist... as far as they could anyhow, and laying her head against the larger woman's chest. "I think the Cap'n knows her..."
It was all she got out before that melodic voice came out over the comms. It was almost hypnotic, the mantra she spoke. Cera's eyes widened as she saw the captain burst from the control room, headed for her own. Pushing a bit, though she knew she could never move the woman as she tried to get Mike back down the hall a bit, out of sight.
Touching a pannel brought the cameras back online in her mind's eye, as her free hand reached up to touch Mike's cheek to share the image with her oft' time lover.
The first blow fell even as the first sentence left the woman's lips, rocking her head to the side. Only to be followed by another, this one harder knocking the woman back. She just wanted her to shut up, and if that meant three days unconscious, Dray was more than happy to oblige.
Her hands closed on the smaller woman's throat, pushing, intent on pushing her back against the wall. Had she been thinking clearly, she would have realized the bed was in the way before Laress tripped over the edge, spilling them onto it in another tangle of limbs.
Dray struggled to right herself, sitting up to straddle the smaller woman. Though her hands never left the dark elf's throat, she didnt squeeze. Starring down at the captive woman, her eyes bright... with tears.
"You died the day you sent me to that hell hole..."