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Thread: Return of the Exalted (closed for me and Kaybee)

Sarah nodded her way through the young man's introduction, reaching out to accept the proffered handshake. Sarah Rolands, I'm... She paused a moment, only to find that the memory of the glimpse of her caste mark in the mirror was clear. Did the Exaltation give me photographic memory or something? Zenith Caste. She finished. Sorry ah-. Wait. You heard of my exaltation? I was told the official story didn't name or picture me and I was only just brought in... Well... Now! Sarah gave her new roommate a sharp look before glancing down at the glue that was stuck to the back of her palm, scratching at it and sending it falling to the floor in little pale flakes. So I see... She remarked at the wargamer comment. They look quite pretty... She acknowledged with regards to the myriad models that were occupying the table, wrinkling her nose a little at the sharp smell of glue and paint as she approached it, her earlier query momentarily forgotten in the midst of introductions and explanations. Tea? She wondered idly, she only drank coffee when she was tired and she rarely drank soft drinks at all. Tea would be lovely... Sarah sighed. But you still haven't answered my question. How did you hear? It wasn't particularly important, but she was curious.
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Well it's been a day since you were picked up, I explained as I went over to the kitchen and started making her tea, they apparently give us a short briefing if it looks like we'll be getting a roommate - must've sent me it not long after you told them what happened. It's in that folder there on the table if you want a look, the one under those cavalry models . Glue should've dried on them by now, I'll pack all that away once I've made your tea. The briefing was just a single piece of paper, the odd spelling error making it clear that whoever typed it was in a hurry. Not sure why they rushed to let me know, but oh well. I'll understand if you don't want to go into the details of what happened.
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Sarah's hands were already reaching towards the dossier, carefully pushing the multitude of model soldiers aside. It was surprisingly sparse, nearly devoid of detail beyond referring to an incident, sexual harassment, and gang members. All in all, the report did a very good job of avoiding telling anyone that she had killed nearly three dozen people and injured two thirds as many again, a bitter thought that a slightly cleaned up version of the report might even find it's way to the press some day should she ever be inquired after flitted it's way through the new solar's mind and she felt tears threaten at the corners of her eyes. Figures... Damn Federal coverup... Only this time I'm in the middle of it. She muttered. Frustrated, Sarah put her hands to her temples, willing away they urge to cry that was threatening to overwhelm her. To her surprise it worked, the prickling sensation of tears receding slowly as she stared at the aged wooden surface of the table. She took deep breaths, trying to calm herself. It was an odd feeling, knowing that she was exalted and yet having the sense of being so very human still, in emotion and perception. Only when the tea finally arrived did the golden haired woman look up, a somewhat forced smile upon her face. Thank you. She acknowledged softly, looking up at him again and feeling that same odd sense of familiarity, like a memory that she could not quite reach.
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If it's any consolation, I said as I brought her tea over, that's the only hard copy and the guy in-charge of computer security is a Solar as well - word is that he's re-writing the book on software engineering. Doubt anyone short of another Exalt's going to be getting at it. As I handed her the tea, I noticed something wrong with her. You okay? I asked, feeling like I should comfort her. And I mean beyond just out of a sense of common courtesy, but like I cared for her on some level. Up until that point the ancient memories my Exaltation brought were a curiosity at the least and a great help at others.
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Sarah sighed. Not really... It served well as an answer to both questions actually. That the government wasn't about to tell a blatant lie about her was no particular consolation to her since the alternative was that it was effectively concealing that anything had happened at all. She took a tentative sip at the tea, surprised to find that she felt no discomfort from the scalding heat of it and grimacing slightly at the bitter taste. Needs more sugar... She muttered but she didn't rise or make any action to obtain some. Instead Sarah leaned back in her chair, looking up at Erik. Examining half-memories she had been sensing at the edge of her perception every time she looked at him was a welcome distraction as she examined his face, trying to coax something forth to recall just why she had this feeling that she had met him before, maybe even more than that. She examined her memories of her life but not even a passing face stood out from a crowd, not even on television where this guy might have appeared as an exalted at some point. Why do I know you? she muttered under her breath a moment before epiphany struck her out of nowhere, memories of times she had never been and things she had never done. She didn't even notice the shift as her chair overbalanced backwards until her head hit the ground, not as painful as it ought to have been but a big enough shock to snap her out of it. She immediately flushed as her mind automatically sorted through what it had seen to reveal that no small part of it had been some very intimate moments with man that looked very similar to Erik, not really alike in a physical sense but in some otherness that was present in both of them. Was that... My past exaltation? She could remember a series of late night specials on the exalted that had talked about memory, another thing that she couldn't remember more than a little from. Sarah was almost wishing she'd paid a lot more attention to what she had been informed of when it came to the new powers, she had simply never expected that they would apply to her. Was that his past exaltation?
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I was about to answer her question when she must've come to it herself. Must've recalled something serious from her past self to cause the whole chair to tip over like that. I didn't react quickly enough to stop her fall, though was glad that she had put the tea down on the table before taking her tumble. I take it that you answered your own question there? I asked, jokingly, offering her a hand up. As I helped her up, I continued. Yeah, seems a person's memories end up on an Exaltation and whoever gets it next has access to some of it. You've seemed familiar to me too, ever since you walked in, and I get the feeling our previous incarnations knew each other. Can't tell how close they were, though. The memories I got are that fragmentary it's not funny. Got bits and pieces from at least half a century rattling around and anything that shows who I- he - worked with back there are fuzzy. Sometimes they're in better focus but I've no bloody idea what causes it. Don't suppose you could let me in on what you remembered?
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Yes... No... How long have you been -well- Exalted? Sarah answered in a bit of a daze as she accepted the offered hand. It's just... You know an awful lot. Her cheeks were still burning with embarrassment. The memories she had seen had been anything but fragmentary, entire days and nights of complete images having blazed before her eyes in the space of those few seconds and many of them had been very explicit. I... Sarah took a deep breath, trying to recover her composure and succeeding in resettling herself bar for that ever-present flush on her cheeks which faded irritatingly slowly and -much to her annoyance and further chagrin- grew brighter again as she spoke. It was a man that wasn't like you but he was you and he a-and I... She stumbled over her words. We w-were very close... Not just us as well. Th-there were others, a man who was sometimes a woman, and a woman who was sometimes a man. Her heart was racing and she felt a heat suffusing her body just from the images, barely managing to avoid recalling the sounds, the tastes, the smells of those moments. I... I think I need to go lie down. She noted, standing and swaying a little. Sarah couldn't remember the last time she was this aroused and she knew that if she stayed in Erik's presence much longer in this state she wouldn't be able to ward off the memories urging her on and the natural handsomeness he seemed to possess. Which one's mine? She looked about at the multitude of doors, four bedrooms and a bathroom that branched off from the central living space of the apartment.
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Only about a week but they give us plenty of reading material on the subject - it's in those two binders on the bookshelf over there. I answered, gesturing to the otherwise-empty bookshelf after getting her on her feet. As she spoke of what she saw, it sounded familiar, very familiar. Like I was just short of actually remembering it. Before it could click into place, though, she asked which room was her's. It'd be that one, I said pointing to a door on the far end of the apartment from the front door, set it up for you this morning. My room's through there - got an en-suite if something in the main bathroom gets royally buggered up.
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Sarah practically fled for the indicated door, moving as fast as she could without breaking into a run as she practically tore open the door and closed it behind her. The room was sparse, it's cool air a relief against the warmth within her. She breathed a long sigh as she leaned back against the closed door with a soft thump. Fuck... She moaned softly as she sat down, reaching to push her pants down. Fuck... She tried to keep her voice quiet as her panties followed, not even bothering to take the bottoms off entirely before she crooked her knees to spread her thighs. Fuck, Fuck Fuck... She gritted her teeth against further noises as she dug two fingers into her womanhood and let the memories flow over her. She wasn't slow or light of touch as she rutted into herself, her movements frantic as wet sounds filled the room. She prayed that Erik couldn't hear her but as her climax crested she could barely restrain her moans. Twenty minutes after she had entered the room Sarah panted in the silence, a light sheen of her cum covering her fingers and thighs as she sighed through the afterglow of her self-induced orgasm. Somewhat in more control, Sarah kicked off her tangled pants and looked about for a towel with which to wipe herself off as she blushed slightly. Eventually she fixed herself up, trying to appear a little more presentable before she ventured back into the common area some minutes later. Uhm... I'm sorry about that... I just got a little overwhelmed. She mentioned by way of explanation to Erik, desperately trying to force her embarrassment that he might have heard her down. Please let him not have heard me... Please...
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I was a bit surprised at how quickly Sarah had dashed into her room but put it down to something she'd remembered. Although as I was packing up my Warmachine stuff, I heard a faint noise from her room. After a couple of minutes I heard a moan come from her room. Minor thing, wouldn't have paid attention to it normally, except that it finally made the memories I'd felt trying to surface all click into place. I still had far from the full picture of my previous self's life, but I did get some very explicit images and realised that that was what she'd remembered, albeit from her past self's perspective. In just a couple of seconds I was treated to numerous scenes from a very active and creative love-life and, as it passed, I headed for my en-suite almost as fast as Sarah had gone for her room. I was more turned on then I'd ever been in my life and half-expected my erection to just tear right through my pants. The pants certainly survived long enough for me to lock the door to my room and get them off, although the boxer-briefs I was wearing under there weren't quite so lucky. If I'd been in a normal state of mind, I would've made a quip about me turning into a real-life Squadron Commander Flashheart . Although if that had come to mind, remembering that Blackadder scene might've snapped me out of it. I learnt later that I'd somehow used a mote or two of Essence to strengthen my erection enough to do that - apparently even the Exalted can't get that horny. As it was, I ignored the torn clothing, dashed into the shower and started going to work while running the newly-recovered memories through my head. All I could do was try to get myself off as quickly as I could, my hand furiously running up and down my length as I let the memories run, several of them having been from a single week spent doing nothing but screwing each other's brains out. I don't know how long I was in there before I finally came harder than I'd ever experienced, spraying the shower wall with thick ropes of cum. Breathing hard, I finally came back to my senses before hosing the walls down the showerhead was one of those ones you could take off the wall, thankfully, quickly cleaning myself up and getting dressed again. I'd come back out to the common area and was concentrating on packing the models away again to keep my mind of what had happened when Sarah came out. Don't worry about it, I said as she apologised, they can get pretty intense sometimes from what I've heard.
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For a second Erik's words left Sarah scared, uncertain whether she had or had not been heard. She spent a moment in awkward silence trying to fight down that ever so stubbornly persistent blush before she realized what the man was talking about. O-oh! Uhm, yes... Tentatively, she moved towards the table, picking up the mostly full mug of tea and noting that it had gone unpleasantly cold. Ugh... She muttered in annoyance as she moved towards the kitchen, trying to distract herself as she set the mug in the microwave and heated it. A minute and a half later the tea was hot again and Sarah exited the kitchen quietly. S-so.. She wondered aloud. What now?
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Well now, we wait for the higher-ups to send us somewhere or call us down for a training exercise. Although since it's already half-past seven of an evening, I doubt either's going to happen. I explained. You could get one of the army guys to give you a lift to your place to pick some stuff up, if you want. Doubt you want to be stuck with just the one change of clothes, after all. The image of Sarah getting undressed came to mind, quickly paired to similar memories of her previous self, some of which were full-blown strip-teases or simply tearing her clothing to shreds in order to get down to 'business'. Fortunately, I was sitting down at the table as I finished putting the models away so the table managed to hide the returning erection, which would've been a lot more visible now since I hadn't grabbed a new pair of underpants.
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Sarah nodded at the suggestion, oblivious to the images that were running through Erik's mind. Getting some of her possessions back seemed an excellent idea. She took another sip of her tea, sighing as she was finally able to enjoy the bitter warmth of the liquid without being interrupted by memories of the best sex she'd never had. I think I will do just that if I can... Uhm... She realized she had next to no idea who she could ask to help her. Who should I talk to? She asked Erik, he spoke of the idea with some familiarity, surely he must know of someone who could help.
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Sorry - too used to talking to people familiar with the place. You want to call the front desk and ask for a Sergeant Gregson, I explained, pointing towards the apartment's phone which had a list of the shorter codes needed to dial the front desk, other apartments, outside numbers and so-on. He's part of the unit handling Exalted logistics - housing us, making sure we can get where we need to go in the city, keeping track of us if they need to call us up, that sort of thing. Gregson himself is one of the liaisons between us and military supply - we want anything from outside we need to go through him or another liaison. There's a list in one of the binders over there but Gregson's the easiest to get along with. I realised that some of the stuff I said could be taken the wrong way so I clarified. I know it sounds like this place is a prison, but it's not - we can head out on our own, they just like to know where we're going in-case the proverbial hits the fan and need to come get us. That and they can provide transport - way petrol prices were going even before the invasion, I'd make the most of it. Not that I've much choice in the matter - my car's still back in Toowoomba so it's either the military or a taxi for me. And I don't have to pay the military.
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Sarah nodded again, gulping down what remained of her tea as she wandered over to the phone and made the call to the number listed. A few minutes later the sergeant was at the door, cheerful despite how she thought she must be imposing upon him to drive her out at such an odd hour as he led her to the military motor pool and bade her into a car. They made small talk the trip over, Sarah was even impressed by the stories he related of how he had survived the various accidents that the Exalted had caused as the military learned more about their powers and capabilities, as an official liaison it seemed he'd been through a lot. After collecting her clothes and a few sundry items such as her toothbrush, various technologies, and a dozen or so books that she was in the midst of reading -being often in the habit of picking one up only to put it down after finishing half of it and then moving on to another book- Sarah and Gregson made their way back towards the base, a trip that became somewhat awkward for Sarah as she realized first that she was mildly attracted to Gregson and second that the attraction was digging up her memories again, prompting her to shy away from the man a little and spend the rest of the ride in a state of uncomfortable near-arousal that she was thankful he didn't notice. Back in the apartment, Sarah thanked the sergeant for his time, waving him away as she found it startlingly easy to carry her three boxes at once, realizing for the first time the extent of her strength as an exalted. Gregson escorted her to her door and bade her goodnight, departing as Sarah reached for the doorhandle and let herself back in to her new home quietly. The clock read a mere hour of 9pm, an hour and a half after she had departed.
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Sorry for the slow reply - was halfway through typing this when Firefox crashed. While Sarah was out, I'd done a few things to take my mind of the memories she'd stirred up. Catch up on some forums and YouTube channels, see how TV Tropes' page about the Exalted was progressing still no mention of me, to no great surprise and such. Sadly it wasn't as successful as I'd hoped so I decided to have a cold shower and see if that helped. I'd only gotten out a minute or two before she got back, just after I'd put my pants back on fortunately. Didn't have a shirt on, though, and my first instinct to seeing her come in with those boxes was to head over and offer a hand. You need a hand with those? I asked, forgetting that they probably felt as light as a feather to her thanks to her Exaltation.
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Ack! Sorry! I forgot that I hadn't replied! Sarah would swear later that her enhanced dexterity had been the only thing that kept her from dropping her boxes in shock at the sight of Erik without his shirt on. Or to be more accurate, at the memories that flooded her relaxed and unguarded mind to accompany that sight, although the vision of that well muscled chest was not unimpressive in and of itself. No! She yelped then caught herself. N-no... I... I'll be fine... Her cheeks were rosy and she could tell she was getting aroused again. Sorry... You distracted me... Memories... She tapped at her skull with a weak giggle, wanting nothing more than to get back into her room and work out her lust as she had before. You could always follow in your past's footsteps. A treacherous part of her brain spoke up, prompting Sarah to almost stumble again. She dismissed the idea as fast as she could but it was persistent, offering carnal satisfaction. Come on... He'd probably be willing, and it's not as though you don't know each other... Rationalization after rationalization making her grow redder and redder, her nipples beginning to stand out through her shirt and bra as memory after memory of sensation and desire ran through her imagination.
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OOC It's fine. Her mention of the memories set me off too, a new pair of boxer-briefs would keep an erection from showing but part of me wanted her to notice a bulge there. I pushed that thought out of my head as I saw her start to stumble a bit. Well hand me the ones with fragile stuff in them - you don't look too steady on your feet. I offered, moving over to her and steadying the boxes. I don't know why I wasn't doing the smart thing backing off and letting us both cool down, but it felt like the right thing to try and help her.
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That he got closer did not help Sarah's fevered imagination at all, she tried to shut it all out and pretend as though he was not there at all only to imagine she could feel his presence nearby, moving alongside her. She opened her eyes and nearly dropped the boxes as she stared into Erik's. He could see it all, her pointed nipples, her reddened face. I... I... Her mouth worked, seeking words and finding only those she did not want to speak. Somehow she doubted she was going to get into her room before she broke down. Unceremoniously Sarah dropped the boxes, uncaring of how they tumbled to the floor There wasn't much taht could be broken in them after all as she lunged in with all her newfound speed and pressed her lips to Erik's. Almost like the memories...
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As she dropped the boxes and kissed me, instinct or maybe habit took over. I pulled her close and kissed her back almost feverishly, my hands already going to the hem of her shirt and pulling it off her, breaking our lip-lock only long enough to get the shirt out of the way and throw it aside. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against my chest through her bra as I pulled her back against me. Hungry for more, I lowered my hands to her pert butt and lifted her up, holding her there as I carried her to my room while licking, kissing and gently nipping at her exposed cleavage on the way. I quickly lowered her onto the bed and climbed on after her, kissing her once more as my hands went to her bra. I needed her too badly at this point to try and undo it so I simply grabbed the cups and yanked, tearing the piece of cloth that held the cups together. With that out of the way, I started kissing and nipping my way down her neck, along her collarbone and down onto one of her pert breasts. I slowed down here, taking my time to explore her breast with my lips and tongue, while one hand did the same to the other.