Thread: Venus Ascending [Chai & Alkaline]

Kaisa shifted her weight onto one hip and raised a middle finger in the air, unsure of exactly where the security cameras were, but positive that Dom would see them all the same. You don't get this good by minding your own business, she exclaimed smugly into the air, stepping into the guest quarters when the lock undid itself and the doors opened. It was true enough most everyone she knew in her line of work weren't the most honest people. It took a certain kind of personality with enough balls to go meddling in affairs that weren't theirs, but it paid welloftentimes extremely wellto do what they did. The room was decently sized, or as decently sized as guest quarters could be. The one on her primary ship had been smaller, but that was mainly due to the fact that she almost never had guests on her ship. Perhaps Dominic actually had guests this frequently to invest in a dedicated guest room, but then again perhaps not. Maybe she was the first to step inside since he'd bought the craft. The room itself was rather plain, with much of the decor matching the standard grey and black theme seen throughout the rest of the ship. On the immediate left was a wardrobe and storage, empty of course, but she planned on getting items to fill it. Seeing as all of her belongings were now floating away in a ship that more than likely stolen at this point... Yes, she would need some replacements. The opposite wall had a television and a small sofa, then at the back was the bed itself, small in her opinion, but it had more than enough room for her to sleep. And Lord knew she was going to get plenty of that. Time in the holding cell of Pax's ship definitely hadn't done any favors for her neck and back, and despite what anyone said, napping in chains was not a comfortable task. Nor was it an easy task the sound of clanking chains had woken her whenever she shifted on the floor, but she supposed it was also the consequence of being a light sleeper. Are you serious? Kaisa asked incredulously, turning for a moment toward the music coming from the room across the hall, and she laughed at the choice. At least play the good shit if you're gonna go back that far. She herself was fond of all kinds of centuries-old music from Earth, though she had a particular soft spot for 2000's hip-hop and funk from the 1970s. She was removing her leather jacket now, folding it in half and draping it neatly across the foot of the bed. Then she tied up her long auburn hair into a high ponytail, the toned muscles of her arms and back now visible with the absence of the jacket. A navy blue cropped shirt stopped just above her navel, with a sliver of sun-kissed skin showing between it and the high-waist, skin-tight black pants she had on below. If she'd turned around, one could have seen the hint of her only tattoo peeking out on her back below the shirt. It wasn't very big, but it was just enough to make it obvious that it was there. I don't need toys, Dom, she called out from across the hall, then turning to walk into his room she added, The only things I like playing with are flight controls and myself. And seeing as I'm not going to be doing the first anytime soon, I guess I'm stuck with the latter for now. She was smirking as she said the words, plopping herself down next to him on his bed and crossing one leg over another. Aww, boo, yours is bigger, she joked leaning back against the soft sheets. So much better for playing with yourself. Her eyes sparkled with unvoiced laughter at the layers of innuendos. Teenage boy humor wasn't necessarily her thing, but she also wasn't afraid of speaking her mind. And Dom certainly seemed to enjoy the banter, or at the very least, didn't seem to mind it. Then she rolled her body over his, straddling him playfully. Now that we're all comfy and alone, maybe you can tell me a thing or two about the Adirans? Or actually, to get straight to the point, what happens to me if I dip? I'm sure you're supposed to tell them if little Kaisa goes missing, aren't you? She searched his feline eyes for only a second before laughing freely now and rolling off of him. Kidding. Even I'm not that stupid to go escaping. Yet, she tacked on mentally to the end of the sentence. Sure, she was in a bind for now, but at the first convenient opportunity? Ditching Dom's popsicle stand was probably the first thing she would want to do. Not that he had to know, of course. Last edited Jan 23, 2020