Fehdra Lay there looking up at the stars as she watched, universes be born and die, the beginning of life as well as the end of the world. She wasn’t so out of it as to think it was real, Fehdra always seemed to remain slightly lucid no matter what she tried, but it was to beautiful for her to care. The fact that she was alone lying in the grass didn’t bother her now as her loneliness did when she was completely lucid but tears still trickled down her cheeks. “I wish I wasn’t alone maybe a pretty girl or guy would be nice.” She murmured to herself as some kind of light maybe a shooting star came towards her. She moved slightly to watch its path leaving even more grass stains on her brightly coloured clothes then there already was. “Hmm gonna have to wash them someday.” She murmured not really feeling concerned as she looked at her arm her attention getting caught by the metal bangles which were now reflecting the light. “Sooo pretty.”
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Hallo beautiful thing welcome to earth (daethesub x Darkest fate)
- Thread starter daethesub
- Start date
darkest_fate
machina erotica
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2009
- Location
- the INTERNET
Syr'ss cursed as her fingers darted over the brightly lit control console. Only her second solo mission, and already her ship was having difficulties. They'd tuned it up at the last stop, giving out instructions and the standard warnings. Syr'ss had her robot companion absorb most of it, having heard it all before. Earth was wild. Earth didn't have their space technology yet. Be careful to avoid contact with the inhabitants.
They hadn't counted on a very crucial part of the ship malfunctioning just as Syr'ss entered earth orbit. The Ly-tell slammed her fist against the panel, muttering colorful obscenities in at least three languages. Navi-5 prattled calculations at Syr'ss, and she simply waved it off. Navi knew what she was doing. It was the Ly-tell's job to actually survive the landing.
The ship that crashed toward Fehdra looked like something alien. This was clearly no weather balloon. Sleek, it had one main body: one solid cylinder made of a sparkling blue metal that would never be found on earth. The narrow tip had a clear cover, letting anyone see the pilot and controls laid within. Most space pilots knew this to be the strongest part of the ship, since centuries had gone into making the glass. The ship extended from its hardened cockpit, widening out, though maintaining its curve throughout. Two jagged wings, which extended out at strange diagonals, stuck out at either side. The engine sputtered, and the blueish lights throughout the ship suddenly dimmed completely.
"Out of power," muttered Syr'ss. She cursed, hitting the console again. The Ly-tell leaned forward, squinting into the dark. At first glance, one might mistake her for an elf, or perhaps an overgrown smurf. For Syr'ss's skin was a light blue, stretched over her lean body. She was taller than most female humans, reaching a little over six feet. About standard for a female of her size. Occasionally her blue skin had a shimmer to it, as if parts of her had been polished. Darker blue hair fell back from her head, tied into simple braids, various ornaments strewn throughout. The eyes that swept the night were almost luminous, with an overall pale center, the irises an eerie, almost glowing blue. The alien's limbs were longer than a humans, and the hands ended in sharp nails, almost looking like talons. But there was no doubt that the creature was beautiful, graceful. The Ly-tell were known throughout the galaxy as striking creatures. it showed mostly on the beautiful face that scrunched, as well as a body that would shame most supermodels. Albeit, most supermodels wouldn't have a long, prehensile tail that stuck out from behind. Nor would they have the necessary genitalia of both sexes.
Genitalia. Syr'ss was trying desperately hard not to think of hers. The female parts seemed well enough, but every Ly-tell knew you had to deal with your male genitalia on a regular basis. It simply grew too hard, too difficult without. Especially now, with Syr'ss's body going through its mating season. While she performed checkups, her member started to grow and throb. Finally, she knew she could take no more, and rose to look for the canister she used to dim the need. That first; she could scout in a few moments.
They hadn't counted on a very crucial part of the ship malfunctioning just as Syr'ss entered earth orbit. The Ly-tell slammed her fist against the panel, muttering colorful obscenities in at least three languages. Navi-5 prattled calculations at Syr'ss, and she simply waved it off. Navi knew what she was doing. It was the Ly-tell's job to actually survive the landing.
The ship that crashed toward Fehdra looked like something alien. This was clearly no weather balloon. Sleek, it had one main body: one solid cylinder made of a sparkling blue metal that would never be found on earth. The narrow tip had a clear cover, letting anyone see the pilot and controls laid within. Most space pilots knew this to be the strongest part of the ship, since centuries had gone into making the glass. The ship extended from its hardened cockpit, widening out, though maintaining its curve throughout. Two jagged wings, which extended out at strange diagonals, stuck out at either side. The engine sputtered, and the blueish lights throughout the ship suddenly dimmed completely.
"Out of power," muttered Syr'ss. She cursed, hitting the console again. The Ly-tell leaned forward, squinting into the dark. At first glance, one might mistake her for an elf, or perhaps an overgrown smurf. For Syr'ss's skin was a light blue, stretched over her lean body. She was taller than most female humans, reaching a little over six feet. About standard for a female of her size. Occasionally her blue skin had a shimmer to it, as if parts of her had been polished. Darker blue hair fell back from her head, tied into simple braids, various ornaments strewn throughout. The eyes that swept the night were almost luminous, with an overall pale center, the irises an eerie, almost glowing blue. The alien's limbs were longer than a humans, and the hands ended in sharp nails, almost looking like talons. But there was no doubt that the creature was beautiful, graceful. The Ly-tell were known throughout the galaxy as striking creatures. it showed mostly on the beautiful face that scrunched, as well as a body that would shame most supermodels. Albeit, most supermodels wouldn't have a long, prehensile tail that stuck out from behind. Nor would they have the necessary genitalia of both sexes.
Genitalia. Syr'ss was trying desperately hard not to think of hers. The female parts seemed well enough, but every Ly-tell knew you had to deal with your male genitalia on a regular basis. It simply grew too hard, too difficult without. Especially now, with Syr'ss's body going through its mating season. While she performed checkups, her member started to grow and throb. Finally, she knew she could take no more, and rose to look for the canister she used to dim the need. That first; she could scout in a few moments.