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The Vessel The vessel hoves into view: I think the word 'hoves' applies because that is what vessels do, isn't it? And this is certainly a vessel: more than a boat, not quite a ship - a vessel, for carrying ... something. And hoves definitely describes what it does: I don't know the etymology of hoves but it sounds like a sort of twisted past that is somehow still happening: "Heave to!" would be the order, which when completed would result in the vessel being 'hove to' so that 'hoves' would be sort of a present tense for a sort of past. Anyway, the vessel has something ancient about it, and its arrival is a sort of quiet heaving that lea2 points
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I am open to all sorts of things, but have learnt that it helps if I try to be specific as to what I know I enjoy most: but please do not let this put you off suggesting something new or that I seem to have excluded, I am here to expand my horizons not to limit them. I find it easiest to play someone much like the real me - human, rather ordinary but enjoy being challenged by new situations and novel experiences. I do enjoy sex in a role play but am not looking for the quick and dirty sex chat one finds on chat sites: I like working together to develop a story of which sex is a part but not the only thing. I am not keen to over1 point
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Please note that I have a much higher preference for story driven RPs. While I don't mind sex in RPs, keep in mind that I have next to zero experience with sex in RPs and therefore might not be very good at it. I am also not a fan of RPs that are all sex, all the time. I need some kind of ongoing plot to invest myself in.1 point
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Darla, once more, shows no signs of body language or mimicry to determine anything. She is mostly there to provide her logical perspective to things and to help the captain the best she can."Complying would be best for you in your current situation. We will make sure no harm comes to you, but if you have any information we need to know, it would be best to give it to us. Your presence could mean danger to the crew and the ship. In any case, we shall make sure to determine your precise identity. I believe you are taking the correct course of action captain. Do you require further assistance?", the last part spoken towards Mr. Ryan.1 point
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Right, this isn't going as well as I hoped. No way am I telling them who I am, but if they search for my face and fingerprints they risk triggering the Asteroid Mining Corp bounty hunters, who will by now be hacking every possible ID feed available. I feel like crying: all I did was to ... borrow ... this fucking Crystal, how was I to know it was the source of power for their entire operation? And nobody DIED, did they? I mean, OK a lot of people were sort of ... hurt ...and yes, a lot of people ... well, all of them ... lost a lot of money but nobody actually DIED ... as far as I know. Resigned, I hold out my wrists for cuffing:1 point
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As the AI is not really human, it does have its own logical ways of thinking and from the response given from the thief, there wasn't really any answers in what she was given. Her words even contradict themselves, which does not help improve any conclusions that may support the wishes proposed by her."She has failed to identify herself by name twice now, which is a clear indicator that she has something to hide. She could be anything from what she claims and to much worse, like a terrorist. Nothing I have heard leads me to believe she is to be trusted. Of course, the final decision is up to you captain, but I think you will find my logic to b1 point
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My friend AI seems less friendly this time than I hoped: and given the bounty placed on my head I am not keen to tell what led me to become a fugitive, nor in doing so to draw attention to the stolen Dark Star Crystal that adorns my ring. The habit of lying is instinctive to me and my habitual first recourse, but I feel an ... affinity ... with this strong silent Captain and the fiercely sceptical AI: and this ship offers me the possibility of escape, even sanctuary, if I can make it my .. home ... I think fast: answer the questions, but without information... "I am a fugitive. I seek sanctuary..." Friend AI's third question -1 point
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At the request of having her join them, there is soon a response on the screen."I shall be there right away, captain. Please do not go too far ahead without my presence", Darla answers briefly before the monitor turns off once more. A couple of minutes passes by before the doors slide open and reveals the physical body she uses. She recognizes the female from earlier, who did not give her name, rank or anything. Before she had a proper chance to interact with this person, they vanished suddenly, leaving Darla behind alone."Greetings captain. Thank you for calling me here and I hope I can be of assistance", she speaks to him first and foremost1 point
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"Yea for sure! I can have a particularly spicy piece translated tomorrow...Now let's see, I do know a short one," Monique said with a grin. She was so glad she decided to come to the lounge to study! Now she'd have someone to talk with about alien poetry!!! Erotica at that! Her smile was starting to hurt her cheeks. "Okay okay so I think it goes ahem-," she cleared her throat, and placed a hand on her chest. Then her voice took a swift departure as she began to speak in Scum or Xenti. The accent of it had her sounding gruff and the language seemed to mainly come from the throat. But unlike the footage and recordings from battle there was a ve1 point
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Jaina's eyes got wide when Monique confirmed about the poetry. She was just joking, but now she really wanted to hear some of it. The laugh made Monique's body move in ways that made Jaina blush a little, her position of laying giving her a unique vantage point to see it all. "Oh yes please. If you know any, I would love to hear some now. And definitely shoot me some translations when you can do some." She looked up to Monique eagerly, excited at the idea of alien erotic poetry. She leaned up from laying on the interpreter, spinning her body around so that she was sitting on her knees next to Monique so that she could look her eye to eye.1 point
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My character: sonali singh Name: Sonali Singh Gender: female Age: 22 years Sexuality: Homosexual (But being a pure virgin hasn't realized it completely but has inclination towards girls) Profession: Sniper, Merc Weapons:7.62 Dragunov SVD, 9mm pistol sidearm Bio: Daughter of a wealthy but ignorant couple from North India. Raised in a boarding school by nuns. Later joined Army too young and trained first by Nepalese Gurkhas and then by Indian special forces. Very disciplined, light and small by body but very agile and strong at core, Sharp minded, skilled well in marksmanship, camouflage, tactical mane1 point
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Monique leaned back while she listened to Jaina. She nodded an affirmative, “Mm,” she made a good point. There’s a lot to learn from the things that scare you. She smiled, intrigued by the dreamy look Jaina got as she talked about those maneuvers. Laughing with her full belly when she so pointedly asked about alien erotic pretty poetry. Monique bit her lip. Then said, “well yea… I mean they get up to some kinky stuff. And they have words that fuse so much of that passion into a few syllables. Oh! Maybe I could give you a translation sometime?”1 point
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When Monique let out the little moan, Jaina pulled her hand back and lightly bit her finger, smiling up at the interpreter. She let out a little giggle at the distracting comment, the grin growing wider. "Hehe~ I mean... so are you." As the subject of the book came back, she laid there listening, thinking about the information that was being presented. "Well any information we get will be scary, but could also give us insight into ways to better protect ourselves. And I know some, though the academy more trained me in various flight maneuvers and such, especially that particular armada movement that went for Australia. Some of those moves wer1 point
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X-369 stood stock still as the female reached out her hand and started to rub his head. His skin was soft and warm, feeling almost like rubber as the woman’s small hand ran over it. X-369 loved the feel of it, a loud happy hum coming from him as he pushed into the hand, almost like a cat. He jumped onto the females leg, his small body light. He wanted to get closer to this woman, this being the first kind contact he had received ever.1 point
