Re: OP Wrote her own fill "Strange Happenings" 3
anonymous
April 24 2013, 04:22:58 UTC
PART 3
The idea to scan her with his omnitool hit a moment later while they stared at each other. He told her to stand still and pulled up the interface, he then passed the ‘tool over her from head to taloned foot. Seconds later, the results beeped up at him but they were impossible.
Arterius, Saren. Special Tactics and Reconnaissance.
“What does it say?” She asked.
Nihlus glanced down at…him? No, her, it would be easier if he just thought ‘her’. “Your DNA matches Saren’s but I-“
“Ask me a question.” She ordered suddenly. “Something only Saren would know. Something private.”
Nihlus could see the logic in that and he took a moment to think of something. Not something too private because, in case the female wasn’t Saren, he didn’t give too much of himself away.
“A year ago,” He began. “We were in the Kelper Verge and we came across a slaver’s ship.”
“I said something private Nihlus, Spectre reports can be hacked. Spirits, I could hack them.”
Saren was an awful hacker, for whatever reason, he didn’t possess the patience for it.
“I’m getting to that,” He said. “There was door we need a…a key card for and you wanted to set charges to blow it. I wouldn’t let you, said there might be survivors. There weren’t and what we found…sometimes I dream about it. We set those explosives on the way out, it was the only thing we could do. I said something to you when we got back on our ship and you hit me for it. Do you know what I said?”
The female just looked at him for a moment. “You were looking out the window, watching the ship crumble and you laughed.” She told him. “You laughed and you said: at least we didn’t do something stupid like blow that door, huh? And I cuffed you on the back of the head and told you I didn’t appreciate the humor.”
Nihlus took a step away from the door and closer to the woman. That was exactly what had happened, Saren had damn near bent one of his fringe blades.
“Saren? It’s really you?” He asked.
“I told you it was me.” She grumbled, arms crossing over her waist. “What in the fuck is going on?”
Nihlus offered up a shrug. “Your guess is as good mine.”
The female-Saren stepped into his personal space and leaned her head against his chest. Spirits, she was smaller than him now and he’d always been shorter than Saren. Sudden arousal flushed through his groin.
“Saren?”
“Yes?”
“You, um, you need to put some clothes on.” He said.
A pause. “Nothing I have here is going to fit me.”
“Fuck.” Nihlus swore.
Saren made a confused noise and Nihlus figured he’d be hearing a lot of those for the next foreseeable future, maybe even after they figured this out. He tried to adopt a careless attitude and failed because, when he shrugged, their bodies brushed.
Of course he hadn’t, he’d been awake less than fifteen minutes and had spent nearly all of them freaking out. Nihlus could honestly say he would have reacted about the same, plus maybe a little screaming.
“So…”He said. “Does this mean I can call you Sareena?”
Saren punched him hard in the stomach on her way out of the bathroom.
The idea to scan her with his omnitool hit a moment later while they stared at each other. He told her to stand still and pulled up the interface, he then passed the ‘tool over her from head to taloned foot. Seconds later, the results beeped up at him but they were impossible.
Arterius, Saren. Special Tactics and Reconnaissance.
“What does it say?” She asked.
Nihlus glanced down at…him? No, her, it would be easier if he just thought ‘her’. “Your DNA matches Saren’s but I-“
“Ask me a question.” She ordered suddenly. “Something only Saren would know. Something private.”
Nihlus could see the logic in that and he took a moment to think of something. Not something too private because, in case the female wasn’t Saren, he didn’t give too much of himself away.
“A year ago,” He began. “We were in the Kelper Verge and we came across a slaver’s ship.”
“I said something private Nihlus, Spectre reports can be hacked. Spirits, I could hack them.”
Saren was an awful hacker, for whatever reason, he didn’t possess the patience for it.
“I’m getting to that,” He said. “There was door we need a…a key card for and you wanted to set charges to blow it. I wouldn’t let you, said there might be survivors. There weren’t and what we found…sometimes I dream about it. We set those explosives on the way out, it was the only thing we could do. I said something to you when we got back on our ship and you hit me for it. Do you know what I said?”
The female just looked at him for a moment. “You were looking out the window, watching the ship crumble and you laughed.” She told him. “You laughed and you said: at least we didn’t do something stupid like blow that door, huh? And I cuffed you on the back of the head and told you I didn’t appreciate the humor.”
Nihlus took a step away from the door and closer to the woman. That was exactly what had happened, Saren had damn near bent one of his fringe blades.
“Saren? It’s really you?” He asked.
“I told you it was me.” She grumbled, arms crossing over her waist. “What in the fuck is going on?”
Nihlus offered up a shrug. “Your guess is as good mine.”
The female-Saren stepped into his personal space and leaned her head against his chest. Spirits, she was smaller than him now and he’d always been shorter than Saren. Sudden arousal flushed through his groin.
“Saren?”
“Yes?”
“You, um, you need to put some clothes on.” He said.
A pause. “Nothing I have here is going to fit me.”
“Fuck.” Nihlus swore.
Saren made a confused noise and Nihlus figured he’d be hearing a lot of those for the next foreseeable future, maybe even after they figured this out. He tried to adopt a careless attitude and failed because, when he shrugged, their bodies brushed.
“What?”
“You’re…okay, you’re actually pretty hot.” Nihlus told her.
Saren shoved him away. “I hadn’t noticed.”
Of course he hadn’t, he’d been awake less than fifteen minutes and had spent nearly all of them freaking out. Nihlus could honestly say he would have reacted about the same, plus maybe a little screaming.
“So…”He said. “Does this mean I can call you Sareena?”
Saren punched him hard in the stomach on her way out of the bathroom.
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