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Thread: A Sacrifice.

Airalee had done her best in not being to slow. She was scared and she had every right to be so. She stood as tall as her small frame could as she watched as he placed down his giant axe upon his throne and proceeded towards her. She didn't flinch nor dared to stare at the exposed man members that swung freely as he walked. She stood right where she entered Her heart racing frantically within her chest though as her head had to crane back to look up at him. She was scare as hell once she knew the size difference between them. but still she stood her ground, waiting watching. As he explained how she was now his, and how the last one passed on to the other world, how it was her responsibility to take up those duties. Duties. She was still young, and naive she still had much to learn of what he wanted from her. As his hands indicated to the large organs between his legs, she turned to him all wide eyed. You cant me, I never, I mean I dont know what to do. Ive never had a partner to learn from.She stammered nervously her eyes looking away from him. What was she to do? She did how ever dropped to her knees. She figure if he wanted to claim her rightfully he would have made the move, thus she assumed she was to please him firstly. Timidly she reached for the top member. Her hands trembling as she gently stroked at the meat. In some way she was intrigued by it. She never touched one before, and well her own sex was definitely not like this. She leaned closed her eyes glistening with fear, nervousness, and curiosity. With it she blushed as she leaned close enough tot he top member to cast her small slender tongue against the thick head.
Thread: A Sacrifice.

He watched, silently, as the girl stammered some protest, but still, she fell to her knees. She had no choice in the matter, she was his, and she would do as he wanted, whether she wanted to or not. He watched as her hands went to one of his shafts, lightly caressing it, and then running her hands along it's length. He could feel the bloom of pleasure in his hips, that he had been waiting for. His needs had been unattended for so long, that he knew he would be sensitive. He could feel the shaft begin to awaken and grow, thicker, and longer, slowly rising to stand in the air as her tongue ran over the head. As it grew, so did the other, till they were both standing, facing the sky, larger and thicker than any Human's. His eyes, now glazed with lust, looked down at the girl. His hand, large enough to cup her head, pressed down on the back of hers, and slowly, but with great force, pushed her mouth over the head of his now throbbing cock. Her timidness would amuse him later, but for now, he wanted her to please him, not tease him, not toy with him.
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Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

The mission had been simple. A gang of disgruntled factory workers had risen up in arms, seizing control of one of Dynamax's top manufacturing facilities. The mission was to terminate rebelling employees, destroy exposed prototypes, and collect research data. Hostages were not part of the equation. The execution, was complicated. For security specialist Sybil Hatchet, 18, her first concern rested with the hostages. A big mistake. The mission took a sudden turn for the worst when a prototype weapon was brought online and unleashed on the young soldier. Most of the hostages perished, and Sybil was left on death's door. Four years had past since then, and Sybil had been rebuilt. More machine than flesh. The artificial blood that pumped through her body to fuel the machinery, had drained most of her body's pigment, causing a pale complexion and silver hair. She had found her foothold into the mercenary business. Recruiting a partner, in a young and especially brilliant, tech expert. They had been operating out the back of a nondescript white semi-truck. The trailer having been reconfigured into an impressive mobile Head Quarters. Sybil laid her head back against the ergonomic surgery table. Their last mission had left her cybernetics damaged and in need of repair. She groaned softly, as she adjusted. The silvery fluid that had replaced her blood seeping from some of the exposed wounds. Her internal machinery would normally take care of itself, but an EMP had knocked her nano-machines out of whack and she was still waiting on their system to reboot. Her gold eyes moved about the trailer, her vision cutting to static from time to time. I think I need to upgrade my systems, maybe my armor as well... She groaned quietly. Is there anything we can do about that right now? How's our money looking?
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Constance sighed looking over the state of her partner and co-leader of their mercenary group, not that it was more than the two of them anyway but still. Sitting beside the table she pulled out a scanner and taking her friends hand opened the access port. Connecting the scanner she let it do its work as she leaned forward looking down at her friend with her emerald green eyes. Been better, this last mission will help, but with your repairs she paused looking at the display and sighed. We will make about twenty-five thousand credits. Standing she moved over to her work station picking up her tools and gathering a few replacement parts she needed. Taking a careful steadying breath she came back over, taking the zipper between Sybil's breasts she pulled it down opening the front of the suit she was in. Doing that was always the hardest thing Constance had to do. Back when Sybil had come to her in post masters collage for cybernetic surgery, Constance for the first time in her life was presented with a body that aroused her. She was fifteen at the time and already was pushing the fields of cybernetic study and was on the leading edge of its research. She had worked on everything from male to female, animal to human, and everything in between, and never had she felt the way she did when she first caught sight of the beautiful cyborg. Constance had never said anything, but when Sybil had asked her to come and work with her, to be her partner and mechanic the word yes couldn't fly off her tongue fast enough. That was two years ago now, and still the sight of Sybil naked or otherwise always sent a shiver down Constance's spine. Clearing her throat she reached out rubbing a finger over an invisible line in Sybil's stomach. A small patch pulled back flipping open revealing a sleek interior of crystal based micro-processors and nano-fiber conduits. Leaning over the opening her long copper red hair brushed lightly over Sybil's exposed skin as Constance went to work resetting some of the systems. Constance avoided most augmentation like the plague feeling that changes like this were only there for reconstruction. The only exception she had made for herself was her eyes, they had been improved with the ability to zoom down to the microbial scale or up to the horizon away where the curve of the earth stopped vision from being possible. It proved a great benefit when doing surgical work as most of the work that needed done was near the microbe level. Leaning back she sighed looking up at her friend, There reset your sight program, should've taken the glitch out. Then let me see that bullet hole. Pointing to Sybil's shoulder where a stain showed on the shoulder of her suit.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Sybil sighed when she heard Constance's estimation of their profit. 25,000? She closed her eyes as she shook her head slightly. We'll make it last. We always do. She said in subtle dismay. For what it's worth, I'm sorry. If I hadn't been so careless, we'd have made out with more money. Though there wasn't much she could've done, but hindsight always kicked her in the ass. Sybil had no reservations about being naked around other women. So when the zipper was pulled down, she reacted as though it was no big deal. Though she chuckled softly as she felt Constance's hair brush against her skin. That tickles... She said, trying not to squirm as the girl worked. She opened her eyes when she heard that her vision problem should've been corrected. It took a couple moments for the HUD to register and flicker into her field of vision, but as soon as it came online, she smiled. That's much better. She sat up slowly, pulling the top of her combat suit free of her body so that the wound would be exposed, setting it on the ground near the table. A light groan escaped her lips as she pealed the fabric away from the wound. She shivered lightly, as the cool air met her fully exposed torso. It's always so chilly in here... She muttered as she laid back down.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Constance leaned over her friend once more her long hair brushing over the tops of Sybil's breasts. It's not chilly, your sensors are off again. She smirked as she fished the bullet out of the skeletal supports. I honestly think you keep knocking them out of alignment just to make me adjust them again. The small tool she was using latched onto the last fragment of the bullet pulling it from the hole. The next was a small scalpel cutting the hole slightly larger, She was looking for any damage down to the super structure or circuitry. Pulling taking a gold wire coil out she treaded it into the hole, before sending a flash of heat through it. The gold patch repaired the connections in the circuitry allowing full functions again. There that should fix the stiffness, though you have some scoring on the articulator joint, I should really get a replacement for that. She bit her lip as she took up the skin patch placing it over the gaping hole. Just rather expensive. Sybil knew the price of them as well as Constance and knew that with everything else the needed it would really run them tight if they bought it and probably would keep them through.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Sybil shook her head. I can deal with some malfunctioning parts until we're in a more stable financial situation. She responded. She knew exactly how expensive replacement cybernetics could be. It's more important that we make sure we can afford to put food on the table. She groaned quietly as she sat up slowly, pulling her suit's top back onto her torso, zipping it back up. Thanks, I feel much better. She looked out at their HQ for a few moments before sighing quietly. I pulled you away from what could have been a truly successful career as a surgeon, to live out of this shack as a mercenary. She shook her head before looking over at Constance. I'm sorry. You deserve better than struggling from meal to meal with someone like me. She slowly climbed down from the surgical bench and walked further down the trailer, pausing in front of a wall of weapons and a map of the city. If you ever decide you've had enough of patching me up, and want to pursue a more successful career, I'll understand.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Constance was so glad when all that beautiful flesh was hidden from her sight, allowing the tech to think a little clearer. Though at the same time she wanted more, wanted to see it more, wantedshe stopped herself from going down that line of thought. That wasn't what Sybil was looking for in a partner anyway, so she shouldn't dream about it. Focusing on the words her partner was saying Constance finally stood and walked over to Sybil as she stood in front of the weapons. He smaller frame came up behind Sybil and gently pressed forward her arms warping around the taller woman's waist. Hey, don't talk like that. If I had wanted to have that life I never would have come with you. She shivered at the thought of being stuck in that life, patching up wealthy businessmen and helping stuck up ladies keep their youthful body till they were more machine then human. That wasn't what she wanted, she wanted to push boundaries and work with someone that really cared, and here she was. She stepped around Sybil looking up into her partners eyes, So no more talk about me leaving. You are stuck with me, whether you like it or not. She smirked showing some of her perfect white teeth. Behind her a light started to blink softly marking a new mission for mercenaries had come available on the net.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Sybil smiled when she felt Constance's arms around her waist. It was a damn shame she felt guilty moving on the younger woman. She deeply enjoyed their brief moments of physical contact. She sighed when the woman insisted that she was staying, for better or worse. Alright, fair enough. She said quietly, as she placed her hand on her shoulder. She couldn't help but return the woman's smile. Her lips parted to speak, but her eyes were drawn to the blinking light. Looks like there's a job up. The very idea, made her shake her head. They'd just finished patching her up from a job, another one so soon... She was tired. Still, they needed the money. They had to eat, and Sybil needed proper repairs. She moved to where a seat was located, bringing the information up on the screen. Her eyes scanning it briefly. Looks like a hostage situation. They need someone unrelated to move in, so that the company doesn't get caught up in it. Looks like the client is... She fell silent as she read the name in her head. 'Dynamax' on the screen, the same company she had worked for at the time of her accident. The mission was nigh identical too, though this time, hostages were a priority. She knew how little Dynamax cared about their workforce. So whoever the hostages were, it was likely a board member, or a lead researcher. She wasn't interested in digging up the past, but work was work, and it was more important to make sure that Constance and herself could get by, than it was for Sybil to hide behind her insecurities.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Constance saw Sybil's eyes drifting behind her and turned when her friend moved over to her console. Moving to her own screen Constance pulled the job up seeing the same thing that Sybil did. Looking over at her friend she got a worried look flash over her face. It was true they needed the money and the job paid really well. However this was digging up a lot of pain for Sybil, or sure could be. Standing she came over gently placing her hand on the other woman's shoulder looking over it too the screen. It wasn't that Sybil's screen was any better but she thought her friend might need some support. No names are listed in the hostages, so it might not be anyone important. She frowned at the need for hostages alive. Someone's son you think? Or do you think they just don't want anyone to know? Constance could read between the lines as well as Sybil, hell Sybil had taught her how to. The two of them didn't need shared thought upgrades, they damn near did it naturally.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Sybil breathed out a quiet sigh, before straightening her body. Her gaze narrowing. It doesn't matter. She said as she shook her head. She clicked an icon to accept the mission, bringing up a more detailed map of the facility. We're mercenaries, it doesn't matter what the task is, or who's signing the checks, as long as they continue to do so. Sybil's colder persona that she dawned was one meant for missions and clients, though one she frequently visited to conceal her real feelings. She rose to her feet and walked to her weapon rack, collecting the necessary gear for the mission. She pulled a low hanging leather duster on over her body suit, placing weapons in the necessary locations. She drew in a long breath before approaching the front of the trailer. Let's get the truck to the mission site. The client will be waiting. She wasn't anticipating a warm reunion with her former employers, but she knew to keep it brief and professional.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Constance watched Sybil as she stepped away from the computer, she recognized the look and the stiffness trying to hide what she didn't want to be seen. Sighing softly Constance moved to the front of the trailer and through the door that led into the forward compartment. She brushed her hair back from one of the few cyber connections she had at the base of her skull on one side. Slipping the connection port from the cab into that port she synced up with the vehicle and had it running just a Sybil came up and joined her at the door. Looking back over her shoulder she started them off toward the location of the job. SybilI hate for you to go into this one alone. Are you sure you don't want me to take the second set of weapons and join you?
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

As Sybil took her seat beside Constance she gave a quiet sigh. I won't force you to do anything dangerous. The last time I took a mission like this, I went in human and I came back out a machine. I wouldn't want that fate for you. She gave the young girl a concerned look before she continued. We're partners, I'm not going to stop you from coming in if that's what you want. I would just hate to see you get hurt. She turned her gaze to her window, not wanting to venture further into her reasoning. If something were to happen to Constance, even if it weren't fatal, Sybil would never be able to forgive herself. She pulled Constance into this life, which made any injury, any night spent cold or hungry, and any discomfort Sybil's fault.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

The neural connection that she had with the vehicle made it so that not all her attention had to be focused on the path in front of them. Constance turned looking at Sybil feeling scared for her partner, not wanting to lose her. She reached out gently taking Sybil's hand as they went across the town quickly covering the miles needed. I don't want to lose you Sybil. She blushed biting her lip but refusing to turn away. She sighed coming to a decision as they were pulling up to the site of the job. I would probably put you in more danger if I came with you. I will be here with the drones backing you up as always. She stood unhooking the connection to the truck as she set the lock down mode. Facing Sybil she looked into the taller woman's eyes wanting to say something more wanting to do something more. Be safe, if you need me you know I will be right there. She brushed a hand over her friends cheek, You aren't alone this time.
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

Hearing Constance's words, Sybil offered a faint smile. Don't you worry about me. Feeling Constance's warm hand at her cheek broadened her smile slightly. Sybil's flesh was naturally cool to the touch, due to the fact that her interior was mostly artificial muscle and metal. That being said, the warmth of another felt more exaggerated. I'll be fine as long as I have you looking after me. Telescoping metal emerged from the base of her neck, deploying metal shielding that covered the top half of her face. As the display came online inside, the outside seemed to possess glowing red veins, undoubtedly the vision sensors or the shielding. She climbed out of the truck and began approaching the building. She touched the side of her neck as she approached the building, connecting her internal communicator to the truck. Testing comms... Do you read me, Constance? The flashing lights of sirens illuminated the street as her feet fell silently against the concrete. Hatchet? She paused at the sound of a male's voice. She rotated to face the source, a faint smile forming on her lips. Anderson. It's been a while. The well dressed man was her former superior, prior to her accident, and subsequent quitting of the company. What's the situation? She asked as she crossed her arms. There was a group of school children being given a tour of the building. The CEO's grandson was among them. He wants an outside agent to move in, so the company can keep it's hands clean. Dead kids look bad to share holders, and the CEO would have my hide if his grandson was killed. Kids? Jesus Christ... And the Terrorists? Have they made any demands? She probed further. Only that we keep our distance. They're in the manager's office, hold up there good and tight. Anderson replied quickly. Understood. It'll be over soon. She turned and continued towards the building. She touched her neck again as she approached. I trust you got all that, right? She said pausing in front of the door. I'm going in through the roof to evade tripping the door alarms. Can you get me a map?
Thread: Blood, Sweat, and Gears (Skeith x Kolath)

As soon as Sybil was walking out of the trailer Constance was moving into her Enhanced Tactical Armament ETA chair. Like the truck that they used it connected to the one cybernetic implant that Constance had. The port connected at the base of her skull allow direct neural connection to all the drones. From the outside it looked like the trailer literally came alive as hundreds of different drones split off from the main house. Constance acknowledged the comms check already sending some of the drones out into different tasks. Already knowing her partners plan before it was even told. There were just so many basics that always happened that Constance didn't need to be told them anymore. She laughed softly at the memory of her first time out with Sybil, she knew nothing about what needed done, only how to do it. By the time Sybil checked back in with her after hearing the situation Constance already had over half the drones in position or almost so. Roger on that beautiful, roof entrance confirmed. Give me a moment I will have the ascension drone ready for you to use. The small drone shot to the top of the tall building attaching itself to a secure wall before firing a heavy cable back into the ground. Combined with Sybil's own ascension implants it would take her to the top of the roof in under ten seconds. I already have control of water, power, and the net mask drones are just about finished deploying. We will be able to totally cut them off by the time you are on the roof. Throwing a switch she brought up a display on her side hacking a map of the area, in moments it was sent to Sybil. And there is your map hun, were do you want the tactical support drones?