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Gaila was not fond of Earth. It was her second time visiting the Federation’s home planet, and both times she simply found herself wishing to leave. A large part of it was her disgust with Federation hypocrisy, and the rest was the fact that she simply didn’t understand humans. They were an attractive species, to be sure, but in other ways they

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Funny... As much as Logan told himself he hated company, he always wound up in some bar or other. When he stayed in one town long enough, he always went to the same place, too. Maybe he liked company - at a distance - more than he admitted to himself. Maybe it was just an easy way to get a cold beer after work.

He knew there was something off the moment he opened the door. Something unusual about damn near all those men, a strange smell to them - and then he saw. A woman. And not just any woman. No wonder she'd got all those horny old goats so excited. Logan couldn't help taking a good look at her himself. Her hair was stunning - but then, red hair worked on Logan much the same as a red rag on a bull. (Well, maybe not quite the same.) The green skin was unusual. Some sort of alien, he supposed. Or maybe -... Nah, couldn't be

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She recognized him the moment he walked into the room. He's even better-looking in person, she thought, pleased. Out of the corner of her eye she noted that he was watching her until he sat down at the bar. So far so good. She wouldn't approach him immediately; a little time would allow her pheromones to take effect as well as giving her the chance to observe him. Hopefully he was already wondering about her. Sipping her drink, she started to increase her pheromone output, very gradually because she knew that he had heightened senses and a sudden change might seem suspicious. When he glanced at her over his shoulder, she looked back at him and smiled, tilting her head so that her hair tumbled forward over her shoulders

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He kept half an eye on her, half an ear when looking at her would be too obvious. If he wasn't so used to controlling his impulses, he might've gone over. As it was, he told himself that what he felt was nothing. She was a beautiful woman, and that was it. Just because she was beautiful didn't mean he had to -... A couple of options flashed through his mind, and he finished his beer in a hurry. That wasn't something he should be dwelling on. If he did, he might lose control, and he hated to lose control. He wasn't particularly keen to get turned down, either. Doing nothing was best all around

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She could hear the danger in his voice. He already feels protective of me. Perfect. Everything was working out exactly as she’d hoped it would. His senses had clearly been focused on her since she came in, even when he wasn’t obviously looking. Although her approach signified interest on some level, it would also look like she wanted protection, which he seemed more than willing to provide. She actually did want to see him in action, but a fight could get in the way of achieving her objective. Besides, there wouldn’t be any contest between him and anyone else in the bar, so for now it was probably better to avoid it if at all possible.

Sliding onto the stool next to his and glancing over her shoulder at the other man again, she shook her head. Her pheromones increased desire and aggression; she hoped she could get Logan to focus on the former. “It’s all right.” She smiled at him, a hint of embarrassment in her expression. “I probably shouldn’t be drinking alone in a bar, anyway, but it’s been a long week and I don’t know

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Logan glared at the bartender half-heartedly. Suck-up. He liked the guy all right, but if he thought a couple of drinks bought him something, he was mistaken. Logan would make sure that he was.

"Logan." He tilted his head a little as he looked her over (probably not too subtle), still not sure what to make of her. Gaila... That was a beautiful name. Suited her, too. "What's a girl like you doin' in a place like this?"

He was honestly curious; there weren't that many women in this sorry excuse for a town, and even fewer who just happened to be traveling through all by themselves. Most of the women here were wives of the local work force - and then there was the occasional prostitute. Interesting thought. Surely Gaila wasn't -... But Logan found himself getting a little excited at the thought anyway. Whores were so very much not his type... but they were so accessible.

God, he was such an asshole for even thinking to compare this beautiful, friendly woman to a prostitute. For thinking what her body looked like under that dress; for

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His gaze sent a shiver down her spine. “Logan,” she mused, looking him over a little more subtly but in a way he’ll definitely notice. He was quite attractive; she no longer had any complaints about this assignment. Earth really isn’t so bad. She smiled and sipped her drink, wanting to know what those hands would feel like on her body, but she would have to wait for that. It was such a human system; a woman was supposed to make a man wait even if both parties knew what they wanted. How utterly bizarre. Of course, making him work for it a little bit would probably be fun. The irony of that sentiment wasn’t lost on her, given that she’d come here to seduce him, but it didn’t matter

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Ah, an alien. That explained a thing or two. He nodded, agreeing with her opinion of Earth in general, and the forest in particular. "It's beautiful." Simple, uncomplicated. Maybe nature wasn't as peaceful as most people thought, but at least it was honest in its ruthlessness, and it was never cruel for no reason. That was a lot more than you could say about civilization.

The signals she was sending him were off the chart; she certainly seemed interested. But why would she be? It couldn't be this simple; it was never this simple. Maybe it should be this simple... Logan was slowly beginning to believe that, when she asked him if she was making him uncomfortable.

"No," he lied, his brow furrowing a little. He didn't like that she'd read him so easily, and he could only hope she didn't know what he was thinking to make him squirm. "You just -... Ya smell good." Great, now he sounded like a pervert.

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She grinned when he agreed with her. "I've never seen trees like this before, and the air here smells incredible.” She wondered briefly if he was living out here away from civilization because he liked the outdoors and disliked being around people, or if it was because he didn’t want to advertise the fact that he wasn’t like the rest of the human race.

When he told her she smelled good, she blinked in surprise for a moment and then laughed. Even I wasn’t expecting him to actually say that out loud. “Really?” she asked, clearly amused. “Good to know.” She laughed again and shook her head. “I hope you won’t take offense if I say that I find humans bizarre. Fascinating, but bizarre.” She sipped her drink and looked up at him from under her lashes.

“So, you know why I’m here,” she started, looking at him curiously, “but why are you living so far away from the rest of human civilization?”

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Her laughing at him really wasn't the reponse he'd been hoping for - if he'd hoped for anything at all - and he grumbled a little, turning back to his beer. He couldn't be mad at her, though. Not really. He just wished she didn't make him feel so embarrassed and insecure, like a goddamn schoolboy.

"Like you said," he replied flatly, "cities get overwhelmin'." There was arguably more privacy in cities, ironically - so many people around, no one knew you, and no one cared to - but there were also more impressions, and more confrontations, and a lot more people to hurt. It was better here. People knew him, but they soon learned to leave him alone.

"Why're you on earth, anyway?" If it sounded like a challenge, he didn't mean it as one; after all, he wasn't complaining about her visit. On the contrary. The rest of the bar had all but vanished from Logan's perception, all his attention on her, and it felt good. Calm. Well, except for the fact that he was tempted to bend her over a table.

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He looked a little perturbed by the fact that she was laughing, but she couldn’t help it. The fact that he’d told her she smelled good so straightforwardly was just… unexpected. “Sorry,” she said, smiling sympathetically. He probably wouldn’t appreciate me telling him he’s cute when he’s grumpy.

She nodded thoughtfully at his comment about cities. Although it only seemed to be part of the answer, it was a part she could sympathize with. The hustle and bustle of Orion cities didn’t bother her, although she always had to be on the lookout for potential dangers since someone in her position inevitably had enemies. Human cities, on the other hand, were just… a lot to handle. They didn’t feel dangerous, but they weren’t exactly someplace she wanted to be. Besides, the Federation had a wary eye on the Orion empire, and all Orions were at least a little but suspect.
Her smile grew a little as she noted that all Logan’s attention was focused on her. She shifted in her chair as she pretended to consider his question, moving in such a

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Well, that smile made him feel better. A lot better, actually. He was sure he felt it in parts of his body that didn't usually respond to smiling. Distracting. She was distracting. Everything she said, every little move she made, absorbed his attention, and it was difficult to concentrate on anything else, even the answer to the question he'd asked. He was still holding his beer, but without drinking it. And Logan didn't just forget about beer for no reason.

"I'd like it," he said, the words a little awkward though he clearly meant them. "If you stayed."

Goddammit, she really had turned him into a schoolboy.

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She resisted the urge to laugh at his words, so genuine but definitely a little awkward. Probably not the sort of thing he normally said to women he'd just met in bars. Clearly the pheromones had taken effect. He was completely focused on her to the point that he had even forgotten his drink. She swiveled on her stool so that she was facing him completely and leaned closer. "Would you, Logan?" Her voice dropped to a lower register and her eyes wandered over him before locking with his. "Maybe Earth isn't so bad after all. Where I come from, there's definitely no one like you," she said, letting the desire seep into her voice.

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The compliment barely registered, words always a chore when a more primitive side was taking over. He understood her tone just fine, though, and her body language as well. So close, offering... He had no choice, and he didn't want one. The only thing he could do, the only thing he wanted to do... was to take. Without thinking, he leaned in too, to kiss her.

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She kept her eyes on his as he leaned closer and kissed her. She kissed him back gently at first, exploring his lips with hers, tracing his lips with her tongue, licking along the seam. The contact sent a thrill of pleasure through her, and she wanted more, but she couldn't let things go to far while they were still in the bar. Pulling back and looking at him with eyes full of desire, she whispered, "Logan, not here..."

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Not here...? Oh, right. Bar. People were probably watching already - there was a hint of agression in the air, testosterone pumping - but Logan couldn't care less. His eyes, half closed as if in a daze after the kiss, stayed on Gaila. Gaila. He really liked that name.

"My place?" he suggested, getting up from his stool. That wouldn't normally be his first choice (not because it tended to be a mess, though it was; he just liked the sense of control, being able to leave whenever he wanted), but if Gaila had just arrived here, she probably didn't have a place.

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His eyes stayed locked on her, and she couldn't resist smirking a little as she slipped off the stool and right into his personal space, letting her body brush teasingly against his. She trailed a hand down his cheek. "Perfect," she purred in response to his suggestion. She hadn't actually bothered to find a place to stay since she knew she wasn't leaving the bar without him. If he'd asked she would've said that she planned to stay at the one small inn in town, but it didn't seem to matter at this point. Letting her eyes trail over him suggestively, she ran her hand along his arm and tangled her fingers with his to pull him towards the door. "Let's go." Another option, of course, would be taking him directly to the beam-out sight, but it was better to give the pheromones a little more time, and she didn't really feel like waiting to feel his hands on her.