Not much time

[La_Reina]

(Closed for Rick345)

"You have exactly 3 months to find him or your dead. You hear me Xai? Dead." The Godfather (yeah that's the name he gave himself. Some sort of reference to some really old movie he loved watching) said.

"Psht! Kill me already." Xai's ship's warning lights started flicking and going off. Warning. Warning. Sheilds are down. Incoming laser. Warning. Warning. "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa. Power down. I was kidding. Of course I will do this job for you. As a favor." Her ship abruptly stopped telling her she was about to die. She sighed and stared at the black screen of her incom. "But I'm a dead fish here. No engine power, and I'm running on the last fumes of life support, and I don't have a crew, AND ... well that's the most important things so far."

"We'll taxi you to the nearest planet."

"You don't want me to come aboard and may-"

"No." Xai could hear them talking in the background like she couldn't hear them say they rather have a Darthlizard running wild on the ship than trust her ass in any part of their ship. Which was reasonable since the last time she had taken half the crew and half their fuel. Suckers! "We'll taxi you and pump oxygen into your air enough to last you to the planet."

"And the crew."

"We have someone that was scheduled to die at our hands. We'll give him to you. Strong, lithe, and yours."

"Okay. Well about payment." Xai heard the tell tale click of the connection being cut off. Yes, she said she would do this as a favor, but she didn't mean it. "Hello? Fucking Shizers!"

There was a sound of air being pumped into the room and she breathed deeply the oxygen. She didn't tell them that she didn't need it. She couldn't die (she'd been shot in the head over 20 times in her lifetime and her head managed to put itself back together. Didn't mean it didn't hurt like a bitch) due to some experiments her father performed on her and a few choice childhood friends. Hence why people now lived to 1000 and beyond and looked 20. She on the one hand was over 2000 years old which no one knew. She made sure her files and any other important information was lost when she decided to become a bounty hunter and again when she turned to piracy. More money.

Xai must have fallen asleep. When she woke up there was a pounding on her ship door. She opened it and looked at 4 men all with laser guns trained on her. She rubbed her head sleepily and looked at them before burping. "What?!"

"Xai. Hold out your arm."

Xai did it not because they told her too, but out of curiosity. "What's going on?"

She saw, but didn't register someone taking a marking gun and coming towards her. She managed to slide her arm out of the way just in time. "You are not going to track me." Xai looked incredulously at the goons of the Godfather. "Are you all insane?"

"It's not for you. It's for him." The guy leaned forward and shot her in the hip. "He's all yours. You'll always know where he's at and if you wish you can kill him by choice words all from the chip." He threw a book at her which was the instruction manual of the chip. "Have a good day." He walked off.

Xai was still staring incredulously at the goons, but now her mouth was hanging open. "He's your crew. He's yours forever. If we see him without you we'll kill him. Godfather's orders."

"Jesus." Xai finally managed to say as she saw her new slave being roughly handled towards her. "What he do? Sleep with the Godfather's daughter?" Xai started to laugh, but the goons just stared at her. Again Xai had that look on her face. "You're shitting me."

"Get him to admit and the Godfather will give you a just reward."

"Is this before or after my 3 month limit?"

The goons shrugged and walked away just as her newest crew member was pushed towards her feet.

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[Rick345]

As the drugs slowly metabolize and flushed themselves out of his system he could hear voices. All prisoners were drugged for easy transport. He could feel the grip of someone on each arm holding him up and dragging him forward their hands cold and clammy probably Ceylon he thought to himself through the fog that had overtaken his brain and encumbered his ability to think or make actuate determinations about his surroundings. All that he knew for sure was that he was being lead, more like dragged off to Xai. What Xai was he couldn't be sure was it another torture camber, another prison cell, he didn't know. Hell he didn't even know why he was being tortured at all. He didn't know anything.

Being tugged along and stumbling over his own two feet he noticed the lighting getting brighter and the corridor opening into a larger room filled with the flicking of different colored lights and the sound of pump of some kind. Making a soooooooo sound and changing at regular interludes to a thaaaaaaa sound. This noise of the pump like someone breathing. He found strangely comforting in its steady predicable rhythm.

Before his eyes could adjust to the brightness of the room he felt a sharp jagged pain in his left hip. His hand instinctively reaching down and rubbing the soreness. Which only caused it to itch and become red. Suddenly he was shoved to the floor his brain still hazy he offered no resistance it was all he could do to crumple into the fetal position and gasp as the
wind was knocked out of him by the landing. It took several moments to regain his senses and slowly regain control of his limbs.

Brushing has hand through his dark wavy hair he looked up his dark brown eyes took a moment to focus. When they did he was shocked at what he beheld. Whatever, it was looked like him. Well, mostly like him it's shape was rounder softer than his own. But, he couldn't be sure he couldn't remember meeting one of his own kind. It appeared somewhat shorter than himself but, had hair on top of his head and it had a face. Eyes, a nose and lips very similar to his own. He was pleased it had a face unlike the guards on Suhail7. They just creeped him out, to be honest they creeped everybody out. It's just unnerving talking to someone without a face and the way they eat is abysmally disgusting.. His stomach churned at the recollection. He wanted to retch but, thewre was nothing in his gut. He hadn't eaten in days.

He heard one of the goons call the creature Xai... Then it hit him he remembered he was to always address Xai as mistress and not to kill her. He stretched his memories and somewhere in the distance past he remember seeing one of his kind and their kind came in two models a female and a male and that he was a male. Xia must be a female he noted to themself.

When sure goons left he slowly painfully rose to his feet, his knees making a popping sound as he did so. The electrical impulses from the chip stimulating the left frontal lobe of his brain of his as it was preprogrammed to do whenever he met her. He spoke slowly carefully mouthing the words as he had been programmed to do...

"Mistress how may a serve you?"

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[La_Reina]

Xai stared at the man. He was tanned and muscular, but not overtly so. He was lithe, probably agile, and had the face a woman would swoon over. His hair was slightly shaggy, getting into his eyes, and she wanted to reach up and move his bangs. He was very good looking and she found that she rather fuck him and leave him than use him to help her find some fucking shizer that had crossed the Godfather.

She watched him slowly rise his body seeming to protest at the effort. Slowly, so slowly it seemed before he was at his full height and Xai gave a small girly gasp. He was taller than her and she had the distinct impression she would fit nicely into his arms. He opened his mouth and his voice was like liquid fire down her spine. She resisted the urge to shiver and instead narrowed her eyes. "Shizer! I can't do this now."

She turned and walked away going to the bridge of her ship. To her delight she saw she had a full tank of energy to power her wherever she needed to go. She didn't have a clue where they first needed to head. She heard a ping over her communications and pressed the accept button. "Delivery for Xai."

"What is it," she asked.

"Clothes and food. You are also requested to leave immediately."

"Why?"

"You are banned from-"

"Rowtondra," Xai said at the same time as the guy at her door. She was surprised they let her dock here at all, but the Godfather must have pulled some strings. "That's not lifted yet?" The man didn't say anything and she clicked off the communication device. "Fucking shizers. Can't take a little joke. Cause one little riot and they want to ban you for life."

Xai went to her ship's door and opened the hatch. The man was gone, but there were 4 crates of different things. The clothes were all men's clothes and she assumed they were for ... she hadn't caught his name. Slave boy or whatever. Which reminded her. "Hey, uh, slave dude man thing. Come get these crates and we'll talk about hell everything, okay?" There was a brief pause. "OKAY?!"

Xai went in search of the guy making sure he wasn't trying to take over her ship or kill her or whatever. "Hey. You okay? You're not going to die on me are ya, because that'll be just like the shizer Godfather to give me a "gift," she made air quotes with her fingers. "And the bastard dies on me. That's no crew. We'll need a real crew. If we could find ones that were trustworthy, could keep their mouths shut, and be willing to work with me. Hmmm that last one could be a real challenge." Xai stopped talking and stared at the guy. Oooookay?

 

[Rick345]

Finally steady on his feet his hands guided over his lean toned body. If life had taught him anything it taught him to check and make sure he was still in one peace after being a "guest" of the goon squad. Stretching his arms to their full length his finger wiggling as his head rolled in circles until he was satisfied they hadn't broken his neck. He flipped his head back and shook the black hair from his eyes. His hair was a little shaggy razors or any sharp objects were not allowed within his reach.

He had been in solitary confinement for months and the sudden exposure to all the lights, beeps along with other whirring, clicking noises overwhelmed him. It would take a few days to because accustomed to the world outside a six by six foot cell with only a hole in the floor to relive himself.

As he looked down he could see Xai's eyes wonder over his body. The color of her eyes changed from light hazel to almost black depending on where she wondered across his body. In fact once he thought she actually smiled at him so he smiled back. However, he could actually be sure it was a smile for her mouth was in constant motion. Words constantly falling from her pink full lips. It took a minute to realize she was talking to him. As he concentrated on her focusing on her lips her lush moist lips the other distracting noises faded away.

The word Oooookay finally sank in and clicked in his brain. It meant she was concerned about his well being. That was a first... Other than his brother the only family he ever knew no one else was ever concerned if he were dead or alive. He thought seems odd the way she emphases the O drawing it out to such a degree. Probably some type of speech impediment like his brother Bob who always had trouble pronouncing the letter 'P' without stammering. That was unfortunate when the planet police form Provo prime came to arrest him and Bob bless his heart tried was the only one around to warn him, it was also equally unfortunate his name was Paul.

He watched her for a moment the way her dark hair shimmered in the light her hands like her mouth in constant motion pressing this button or flipping that switch. If she was anything she was a flurry of motion. As his eyes washed over her they drank in the soft flowing curves of her body and though he hadn't met many women she certainly had very nice curves. In fact so pleasing they stirred some feeling inside him he never experienced before. A warm fuzzy feeling...

"Yes mistress I'm Oooookay", addressing her the way he had been instructed to do and drawing out the O just like she did so she wouldn't feel embarrassed by her impediment. As he reached down his finger nails digging into his hip leaving red streaks in their wake as he tired in vain to alleviate the madding itch on his left hip. His scratching leaving an angry red blotch peeked out from under the waist band of his loincloth.

"Mistress if I can be so bold who or what is 'fucking shizer' you talk about him an awful lot. Is he your lover I believe fucking is a slang term for love making is it not?"

 

[La_Reina]

Oh kay. There's something definitely wrong with this guy. Why is he just staring at me? Why the hell did that shizer Godfather send me a defect as a crew member?! Must be for a shizing laugh. Ok, I don't want the defect here to be killed so I can't leave him on this planet, but I don't want to be bother by him either. He'll make bounty hunting hard enough. Maybe that's what the Godfather wanted. Me to actually not find the shizer so he could kill me. Than again he could have already killed me. So what's with giving me this defect here. Xai actually jumped when Paul spoke. She was so lost in her thoughts. She wondered why he stressed the O in okay and again thought he was a defect, or dysfunctional person.

"I'm glad you're okay." Xai bit her lip. She had to leave soon or they would be blowed off this planet. The security had already warned her once and she was sure they were getting antsy. Xai opened her mouth to speak, but Paul was already talking to her.

"Who is ...what?!" Xai just stared at the Defect and blinked slowly. "No. Shizer is a slang term, a bad word; like fuck is a slang term and also a bad word. They're not good words." Oh my gawd he is a defect. A hot, sexy defect, but a defect all the same. IQ had to be under a 100. "Look, I don't have time to explain slang with you go to the bottom of the ramp and get those four crates. Haul them to the kitchen which is down the hall and to the right. Go!"

Xai strode from the room and to her bridge where she saw her communications light blinking like crazy. She pushed the button and interrupted whoever started talking. "Yeah, yeah. I'm about to leave. I just had to pee and as soon as ..." shit she still didn't know her slave's name. "...that defect brings them on board we'll be gone. Okay. Bye." She terminated the call.

"Hurry up ...uh.. hey defect. What's your name?" Xai followed the only path to the ships doors calling out to Paul. "Do you have a name, defect or should I keep calling you a shizing defect."

 

[Rick345]

He was thankful the itching on his hip had eased he was also thankful for the blissful silence as she just stood there blinking not saying a word. Her her eyelids fluttering, her pupils widening studying him. What in the world is she looking at? Could she think at all. Why on Earth is she standing there just starring, well not actually starring that would imply her eyes would be open looking straight ahead transfixed unblinking but, no there was plenty of blinking so that couldn't be it....

Then it happened the serenity of silence to good to be true ended as soon as is had began. He could see her full moist lips part... Mmmmm nice teeth I'll have to find out what brand of toothpaste she uses he noted to himself as she explained about 'fuck' and 'Shizer'. Paying very close attention as she explained well, he considered what she said and decided she didn't actually explain she just said they weren't good words and she didn't have time to explain and without taking a breath commanded he pick up some boxes and take them to the kitchen.

Ahhhh, food he thought to himself, he was starving. As he peered toward the four sizable black shiny creates at the bottom of the ramp. He liked shiny things. Damn it! They're probably some MRE's she certainly didn't look like the domestic type. turning and looking at her cocking his head as he did so. He allowed his eyes to soak in every inch of her. She was lean, physicality fit, her body dark and glistening, her arms and legs long and muscled like that of a runner, not overly so. She looked like some ancient Nubian warrior. Yep, she look more at home swinging a sword than carving a turkey. 'Gaaaaawrrr', his stomach complained at it emptiness.

"Mistress I'll be happy to do your bidding"

As he turned and strolled down the ramp picking up the first box giving it a slight shake trying to discover what was inside. There was to sound and the box itself wasn't heavy. In the distance he could hear her talking. She couldn't be human she talks to much to take single a breath.

It took a moment to realize she was speaking to him. He paused and turned to face her before speaking. After all it was the polite thing to do.

"Mistress of course I have a name doesn't everyone? I'm not a defect my Momma said I was her special child... My name is Paul... Paul Einstein. Oh and my middle name is Albert.", his voice fading as he turned right and trudged down the dimly lite corridor to the galley. Until the smell freshly baking buttermilk biscuits and the unmistakable sizzle of bacon grabbed him by the nose as if an invisible hand was pulling him along quickening his pace.

The rhythmic plat, plat plat of footfalls suddenly interrupted by a loud 'Grrrrrrrrrrup', patting his stomach as he mutters to himself, 'Food....'

 

[La_Reina]

Xai shook her head as she heard the Defect bring in a crate. She strode through tot he kitchen and pressed a button for some synthetic breakfast. She wasn't a good cook. Okay the girl could burn more than she could cook and though the food tasted a little off it was better than nothing. Xai was letting the ship make the food and hurried back to the cock pit to make sure the fucking shizers didn't try to kill her or her defect.

Xai had just pressed the communications button when she turned her head. She hadn't heard the defect bring in anymore boxes and he stopped talking after saying his name was Paul. Paul something and something since she had stopped listening to him after the first name. Why hadn't he brought in the other 3 crates. Xai could hear them saying hello, but she cut off the transmission and went in search of Paul the defect.

She found him. In the kitchen. He was staring at the glass booth that held the food that wasn't quite ready yet. Xai grabbed him by the back of his neck and turned him around. "You're hungry. You work for your food. There's 3 more crates. Go get them. Bring them inside this fucking ship. Put them in the common room where we first talked. Then you can come to the kitchen and I will make sure you get some food, but before you can eat..."

Xai marched him down to the ship doors and gave him a push. "Bring. In the. Fucking. Boxes!" Xai left him to do it all the while mumbling about defects and they being useless in every fucking thing. How the hell was she supposed to do anything with a damn defect on board. Xai listened and heard him bring in the last of the boxes. She calmly asked permission to leave the system which she was given an all fucking clear and get the fuck out. So she did.

It was 10 minutes later and she pressed auto pilot. They would just float for a bit and she would get to know Paul the Defect or PD as she was calling him in her head. She went to the kitchen and saw the glass door was up and open for the taking. She picked up some plates and silverware and gave PD a generous portion of food and sat it at the table indicating he should eat. She served herself and sat down.

"Okay PD. Be honest with me. You fuck the Godfather's Daughter, right?"