Thread: Venus Ascending [Chai & Alkaline]

Dominic rocked back, closed his eyes, and did his best to just enjoy the ride. The music, he'd hoped, would at least provide a distraction, but instead he found his thoughts continuing to flash an image of Kaisa stretched out on his bed, body twisted in pleasure. Somehow, each time he found her clothes slipping away, his mind helping filling in the details of what her body would look like naked as she sprawled across his bed. Did she have any scars? She must have, in this line of work, he thought briefly, as he etched some onto her skin, a light pink line running down between her perky tits. She probably picked that one up during some bar brawl. If you think that's bad, well you should see the other guy, her voice said in a devilish whisper, her lips teasingly brushing against his ear while a single fingertip ran down her chest. Reality brought those day dreams to a screeching halt as the ship began the station initialized docking procedure. He could see long, mechanical arms stretched out, clamping down on the ship with a rather unpleasant scratching noise, and grimaced as he thought about the damage to the hull. Sure, it was superficial, but he liked to keep Emily as pristine as possible. Shit doesn't go off, and I guess, I can let you take the ship for a spin, he said as he stood up from the pilot chair, catching even himself by surprise. A buzz crackled through the speakers, Emily indicating her annoyance silently, before he turned and found his eyes locking back with Kaisa. She knows. She knows and I can't do anything about it. Fuck. She can read my fucking mind, can't she? No. This is what she did best, he told himself, and there was no shame in finding her attractive. Anyone with a functional set of eyes would have to agree to that. And even if he couldn't get her out of his head, she didn't have any actual control over him. He was in control still. He wasn't the one with a bounty on his head. He didn't have the Adirans threatening to execute him or throw him in a maximum security prison. So yeah, he was still in control. Right? Plus, no one could actually read minds, so he was fine. In and out, nice and quick. You're going to have to explain this difference between a weapon and a big black toy though. Aren't they the same thing, for the most part? Dom said with a wink, his eyes seeming to gain just a little more confidence as the banter found its return, and he turned, smiling to himself as he headed down the corridor. As the entrance ramp began to lower, but before Dominic reached it, he let his fingers drag across the wall, a hidden panel sliding open to reveal his own personal stash of weaponry. I'd offer to share, but they are bio-locked to my DNA, he said, shrugging as he pulled two matching pistols out and slid them into the holsters on his hips. You can carry one if you want to look scary, but only Em is allowed to override the lock, and she doesn't seem to like you very much. It's not a matter of like, it's a matter of trust, Emily responded, right on cue. Shrugging and rolling his eyes, Dom laughed and walked down the ramp and taking in the crowd filing back and forth. The space port itself wasn't too busy, but he figured the markets would still be a mess. Luckily, the list Kaisa had was relatively simple, so in and out was doable, assuming they didn't run into any trouble. Avoiding trouble wasn't a given with the Bloody Rose though, and he found himself drawing the pistols, checking the chambers and making sure everything was in tip top shape once the thought crossed his mind. So, where too first? Can't promise we'll have much luck finding food that doesn't taste like ass, but I assume you want to see Big Mike about the guns, eh? Or do you prefer Red Brack? Prices are nicer, but I just don't find the quality to be as dependable myself.