Mysthero

(Very cool!) "Offshoot." He repeated with a nod showing just how impressed he was by her. "I'm sorry Phebe, I often times forget how incredible you are. And I was only joking, despite all the evidence to the contrary, I really do try not to cause you additional problems." Her offer to schedule conversation was mildly surprising but it would be nice to chat with her when she wasn't in the middle of keeping everyone on the ship from being sucked out into the empty vacuum of space. Not that her attention could ever be considered 'divided' but it was a difficult concept to grasp. Possibly because of his little crush on the viri metallum. "Actually Phebe, now that you mention it. I'm going to be making dinner again when I get home. If your schedule permits, maybe you could join me?" Did he just ask Phebe on a date? Part of Travis was a little conflicted at the invitation, not because he didnt want her to come... but there was still that concern that he was just going to be a nuisance to her. "After all, actually cooking meals in the living quarters can make some people nervous that I'll set fire to the place... with you there, there will be no reason for anyone to worry!"

He returned the smile and shook his head softly. She occasionally spoke of breaks but he never seemed to catch her actually taking one. What he wouldn't do to have her energy... all the work he could get done! But that wasn't important right now. "As much as I always enjoy our little chats, I'm afraid I dont have any 'good' excuses that deserve your attention." There may have been a strong fluctuation in good that after the fact he felt like it may have been something close to flirting. Maybe it was just nice to know someone reliable and efficient. "I could always break something though if you need an excuse." When the girl asked about fruit he pondered for a moment but the answer was pretty quick to come to. "Oh, uh, the Prominade I would think... that's where most of the shops are... but for something like an apple, you could probably just get one from hydroponics."

Sorry I was late to the thread, after my shower, I cooked dinner which was way to heavy for my empty stomach. Blech... Anyways, sorry again!

The shift was finally over! Travis extended his hands above his head in desperation for relief before an audible crack could be heard in his spine as an exhale of satisfaction left his lips. Everything ached and it was already bad enough he had to travel to the far side of the ARK to get to his section of the housing area. His stomach growled a loud complaint as a pang of hunger shot through him and he could feel his failure to prepare today being responsible for the misery he was currently suffering. The sound of voices one of which being a little familiar drew him over to see Phebe speaking to another crew member. Though he knew there were numerous ways to talk to Phebe, he preferred the in person approach. Her sentience and unique personality made it a much nicer experience rather than sending a message from the terminal. He waited for a quiet moment in the conversation before approaching and giving them both a nod. The girl he didn't know, but Phebe he knew just a bit. "Excuse me you two, I apologize for interrupting." He gave them both a smile before continuing, "Hey Phebe, how are you doing today? do you know if anyone put in a maintenance request for clinic seven? Our equipment is falling apart and I had to send a few patients to the medical ward." Some people probably considered it weird how he spoke to Phebe, like a person and not the amalgamation of countless machines forming a humanoid body with a machine intelligence that on the scale made his mind comparable to that of a dust mite. Even still, he wanted to treat her like a person. His stomach growled once more in protest causing his hand to instinctively place itself on his stomach. "Sorry." He said with a small amount of embarrassment.

I mean, I could interact with her if you dont mind?

Collin took the moment to appreciate her body, running both hands along her legs freely before deciding to take some initiative. He removed his shirt and dropped it on the floor to reveal the rest of his upper body to her. There was some obvious scarring on his side from both injury and surgery but he didn't feel the need to hide it, at least not now. Both his hands went to Jen's shoulders to firmly push her onto her back. After a short readjustment onto the bed, Collin had gently parted her legs at the knees. While making eye contact, he leaned forward to let his lips caress to top of her knee, before his head tilted to the side and those lips began dragging across her lower thigh, kissing and the occasional sensation of licking as he continued upward. On reaching her inner thigh there was a pause as his lips created a small seal where he sucked suddenly and hard while pinching down with his teeth firmly to leave a temporary, albeit memorable mark on her inner thigh for Jen to admire later. His journey upward continued until his lips met with the soft patch of pubic hair between her legs. His tongue moved outward to tease the outer skin, not daring to allow himself to taste her labia just yet! Instead the tongue encircled her, wetting the outer skin and teasing those nerves around her vagina and above her clitpris. Once the circle was complete he sealed with a kiss just on the very edge, and then he could hold back no longer. With one long stroke her tongue applied pressure from the bottom creases to her clitoral hood. When reaching it, with mouth gently closed over her clit and she could feel both gentle suction and licking on her sensitive nub.

No worries, I tend to feel like a fifth wheel around here so I'm happy to help!

Collin was quickly getting more into the situation as Jen's lips parted to invite him in. The invitation was gladly accepted and that red muscle slid into her mouth to greet her tongue joyously. Caressing the tip and edge of her taste buds before starting to swirl around in play. He audibly moaned in the kiss once he finally had a taste of her. His passion ignited, once his hand had been guided, he withdrew both hands from her body but only to clutch at the front of his shirt. He wanted nothing between them as this moment drew hotter and there was a tug in separate direction on his shirt followed by another tug where the snap of buttons breaking free from their threads and flying off in a few random directions to expose his torso to her with no regard for his clothing! The shirt hung loosely on his shoulders now showing that in spite of his handicap he did try to remain in very good shape with a nice chest of firm pectoral muscles and while the old sixpack was gone, his stomach was still flat and firm! After the reveal his hands returned to their original positions with the exception of the one on her thigh which quickly moved up her bare inner thigh, all the way up to caress the sensitive skin where her leg and hips met... only an inch, maybe less from her womanhood.

For such a surprising move, it was quickly accepted by the timid young man whose handed seemed to quickly switch gears and become much more bold at the implications of this proceding in such a direct fashion! Collin greeted her kiss by closing his eyes and allowing his head to tilt ever so slightly so their lips could connect more fully. With her proximity, the hand on her shin moved slid up rapidly to caress and squeeze her outer thigh while his other hand abandoned Jen's foot to coil around her waist. This connection, this contact was exactly what he wanted... and now he wanted more. The hand around Jen's waist had dipped under her shirt so that his palm could caress the bare skin on the small of her back. Fingertips stretching outward up her back to feel more of her body. Once fully embraced Collin's lips patter to allow his tongue a playful excursion to caress her bottom lip in invitation.

If you go to your dashboard and look for Ecchi Credits, you will see that there is a store, bank, ect. You earn ecchi credits for all kinds of activities on the site. Posting, replying, all sorts of stuff. Anyways, you can actually gift/trade/tip credits to other people on the site. Since there actually isnt a whole lot to purchase on the store, lots of people have a whole stockpile of credits. So it's not unheard of to use them as currency in role plays... but until recently I've only ever heard of them being used to buy things such as supplies and items. If you go to someone's profile, it will also be listed in the information where they have their country, last time online and other basic info, it will also show how many credits they have with an option to donate. That's how you give someone credits

Cool, just didnt want you to get in trouble if it was going to be an issue! Then I guess we will see if it's okay with @Kitsuyumia

I cant answer 2... but other players have made multiple characters. As for the ecchi credits, make sure that you okay that with admins on the site too. I personally dont have a problem using the on site currency for that type of thing. But, not my club, not my site. Not my circus, not my monkeys. Lol

"Well clearly you are a hard worker, and to be fair. Most artists are discovered, not taught, at least not traditionally anyway." His grip changed slightly so his thumb would ride her arch up the the pad of her foot beneath her toes, rotating and keep the pressure moving throughout the foot while the other hand rubbed up her shin slightly and gave a small squeeze before moving down a few inches and squeezing again. This continuee until his hand reached her foot again before moving up once more to her shin to repeat the process, only this time his hand had traveled slightly higher than before. "After physical therapy if finished, I could do some work myself, haven't really given much thought to what yet." He said as he continued massaging her, however his body was already in the midst of rebellion... his arousal was getting higher and higher under the skin to skin contact and it was causing his groin to start reacting. As soon as the tent in his pants threatened to hit her heel however he adjusted the position of her foot to hopefully avoid it.

Bump

Small bump this time

Oddly very well practiced hands, unexpected from someone who seemed at a glance to not have much physical ability, were placed on her nearest foot as he scooted over a little so it rested comfortably in his lap and over the crotch of his pants. Since his lower half was not reacting physically to the stimulation yet, he figured it would be a safe place to go to work. Both hands wrapped around the top and bottom of Jen's foot to allow the thumbs to apply gentle but firm pressure into the aching arch and the side of her foot. The fingers while not applying any pressure were gently caressing to stimulate the skin. His eyes would occasionally glance back and forth between eye contact and what he was working on, though there were harsh to resist moments where he glance upward between her thighs and found it hard to concentrate. "So!" He started so he wouldn't fall into awkward silence of rubbing of stranger's feet... a beautiful stranger but still someone he had just barely met. "What were you studying?" The conversation was not only to fill the silence but to hopefully keep his mind distracted from imaging his hands going much higher and finding warm and wet places to explore... such thoughts would obviously lead to his body rebelling against him.

"Yeah." He said with a nod before reaching down and undoing the straps on his brace and letting it fall by the cane. He gave his knee a small rub before adjusting to caress her hand that she rubbed his arm with. "I was in tryouts for baseball. Had the best pitch of the day too." His smile returned as he continued to caress her hand subconsciously with one hand while bringing the glass to his lips and sipping. "Don't suppose you want a foot rub?" He offered as a half joke but the side eye he gave her showed a genuine offer.

He didnt exactly hide that he looked her over once again and a small smile crept on his face as a small fantasy of her using the vibrator played out in his mind before taking in her question to him. "Oh uh..." what confidence he had seemed to fade at the question of his occupation. "Uh, I make a small living online and with disability. It's not much but... it's not much." He laughed at himself a little. "I was in a car accident."

He took a little time to assess the apartment before heading over to the kitchenette and checking the unopened red, and then the opened white in the fridge. Seemed she likes white, so he poured two glasses of the white and respectfully put it back in the fridge. He takes another look around before taking both glasses in one hand and making his way over to the bed. The smell of cherry provided a nice accent to the room and he sat down on the mattress to set his cane off to the side and holding a glass in each hand now. "So what brings you out this way?" He called out to her while she was changing.

There was a brief moment where Collin was taken aback by the request. Not exactly use to an invitation like that but the moment passed and he nodded with a returning smile. "That... actually sounds like a great idea." He said before returning his mail back to the box as he actively decide he would get it later. "That's very nice of you to offer." He motioned before taking a small side step to allow Jen to lead the way.

"Jen." He repeated as he gave a small smile and tried the name out for size. Once her hand extended he had a very brief moment of panic when he had his mail in one hand and the cane supporting his weight in the other. "Oh, excuse me." He scoffed nervously at himself before placing the mail under his arm to free a hand and take hers in a gentle grip and shaking cordially. "Nice to meet you Jen, I'm Collin. I live in 105 just down the hall." Why the hell did he give out his apartment number like that, that was unwarranted and there was a mental kick in his brain for it. He released her hand although there was a bit of hesitation, causing his fingertips to glide across her palm as he withdrew. "Well, welcome to the neighborhood, I hope you like it here." Collin had taken a moment to admire the new neighbor, taking in those gorgeous green eyes and red hair. She was very attractive and that was before he caught sight of her body and outfit. Collin, though handicapped had clear signs of what used to be a very athletic body, but it was clear that while he did do some exercise and physical therapy, he was not as ripped as he used to be. The loose bluejeans had black straps around one of his shins and a brace around the knee to assist his walking. Further extended by the singular black cane in his other hand. Today he was wearing a simple black button-up shirt. Without a real job he almost had no need for button ups. His free hand ran through his brown short hair before those blue eyes moved over her once more.

Apartment 105, at more times than not, it felt more like a self made prison than a home. After his incident this morning Collin had retreated back his apartment much slower than when he had left. It had been a while since he had worn his leg brace but after his foolishness he could barely move without it even with the cane. A few hours of laying on the floor, a couple of pain pills and setting another appointment with his physical therapist was about how long it took for him to be willing to move again. He needed out of this prison cell, if only for a minute and surely getting his mail wouldn't be too painful compared to being an idiot. After opening the door, the former ball star with much more pressure on his cane braced the outside one more time! A few carefully tested steps and he started for the mailboxes beside the directory. The cute redhead caught his eye admittedly. He had not seen her before and wondered why she was checking the directory. Maybe visiting a friend, or possibly a new tenant! That was most likely. "If you're looking for the landlord, the office is just down the hall." It was an attempt to be helpful as he retrieved his mail, though he wasnt sure what possessed him to address her in the first place. "I would recomend the third floor... has the best view of the park, dont get up there much myself these days."

Sup everyone, got any spots need filled?

It was a rare occurrence for Collin to be found outside his apartment. Even more so to be found outside these days! Most of the residence were busy and he felt today was a good day to experience the past outside! A glove under his arm and an old baseball in hand, the former would be star snuck out of the apartment, a cane supporting his bum leg with each awkward step. Being disabled afforded him the first floor which made sneaking out of the building a breeze, not that most people would recognize him, just the social awkwardness causing unnatural fear towards being seen. There was a sharp pang of discomfort that always moved up his leg when he attempted to do this, like his body pleading with him not to go. Once outside, Collin drew a deep breath through his nose and allowed a moment to let the sun glow on his face, something he often neglected in the time he hides away. Moving around the apartment building he found his first friend since he had moved out this way. A strong oak tree with a low hanging branch and knot. He approached the tree and nestled the old glove onto the the knot with the supporting branch to hold it aloft. Part of him understood how pathetic this would look, but it was still something he craved! Walking back roughly twenty yards away from the tree, Collin released his cane and balanced on his good leg while holding the baseball firmly in his right hand. The worn red stitches gently caressed by his thumb, and index fingers. He took one more look around to make certain nobody was around before taking his fantasy even further by speaking aloud to himself. "Well Raffity has had a helluva game today John! You can see the exhaustion on his face but his coach and manager are keeping him on the mound to finish out this world series." Collin took a small step to the side, trying to keep balance on the good leg as he readied himself for the coming pitch. "Bottom of the ninth, bases are loaded and Raffity's team is leading by one... if Raffity can hold it together for one more pitch, we may see some amazing fireworks tonight..." Collin rolled his shoulders and for one, brief, glorious second. The world had stopped and faded away into nothing. His vision came to only focus on the glove, the singular object in his universe at this moment. His shoulders rolled back and his back arched as old neglected muscles came alive again! His arm extended completely behind his back and arched over his shoulder! His bad leg slamming into the ground to drive all the kinetic energy he could into this targeted release! The ball flew from his hand and found it's target hitting with a powerful thud that echoed from a perfect pitch! Sadly, Collin did not get to witness it as pain shot up his whole leg like a lightning bolt! His nerves were set aflame as weakened bones threatened to break under the tremendous pressure! Collin ended up on the ground crying out in what could only be described as brutal self inflicted agony. Laying on his side facing away from the tree, as the glove and ball fell to the grass below, leaving no trace of what may have been greatness.

No worries, happy to be of help! ^-^