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Minosha [w] Vs Scorria [l]; Gem Spar, Forum
Topic Started: Apr 15 2013, 05:28 AM (144 Views)
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Minosha wasn’t used to being on a ship. Prior to his emerging into this century, he could remember very little need for a ship. He spent most of his time on the open fields of Konats, simply enjoying the beauty of his homeworld. Then again, his memory was full of holes; a picture here, a picture there, all potentially misleading when you looked at the individual pieces of the puzzle instead of the whole. Still, when he wasn’t able to train in the gravitron chambers due to the safety protocols, and when he wasn’t policing Chishan’s tendency to disrupt everyone with his provocative jaunts around the corridors, he was inflicted with more than a slight case of cabin fever. They would arrive at their destination soon, but he really didn’t want to wait that long to get out and stretch his legs.

And so, he decided to utilize the power of his telepathy gem. Within its accommodating boundaries, he could be in wide open spaces with a beautiful blue sky above. The boy clutched the precious gem, calling out for a sparring partner to continue his training and give him an excuse to leave the confines of the space vessel. Somehow, the cramped up feeling must have influenced his construction of the astral realm. He found himself inside a cave, dark and dank, closed off from any sort of open battlefield.

This would not do. How was he supposed to conduct himself in combat without any room? He moved along the rocky tunnel, searching for a potential cavern with a lit up skylight. He focused his mind, creating such a spacious place, and simply had to follow along the path that had already materialized. Minosha put his hand to the tunnel wall to guide himself and not accidentally get lost or run into a solid wall. He reached out and touched the firm stone surface every few steps or so, using it as a reference for direction.

Suddenly, when he reached his hand out, it touched something soft... and round. His face furrowed in confusion. He touched it again, patting it a few times before tentatively squeezing it. His eyes did not yield him any clues as to what he possibly gripped between his fingers. It was... squishy. What in the world was this? The boy craned his head and squinted against the darkness, making out a vague shape against the cave wall.

Light. He needed light. Using his ki, he formed a simple Sokidan in his palm and held it aloft like a lantern. Then his pale face drained of any remaining color and he looked absolutely stricken, his chest constricting and preventing him from speaking.




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Finally, the ship was beginning to leave the damned planet of ice known as Pefu. After their last mission on the planet, Atla had finally been fed up with the planet enough to leave it behind for the next leg of their journey and assignment, leaving Scorria with enough peace and quiet to take a long, hot shower... especially after that nonsense with the cold. If Avalon turned out to be another frozen wasteland, Scorria figured she would just become hysterical with rage. All the same, she managed to relax during her shower, and afterwards, managed to sneak away into her quarters without prying eyes. Now that she was dry, she reached for her clothing to get dressed, as she was not quite adventurous to try and lounge around in her quarters in the buff while they were traveling... but then her hand touched something in her uniform's pocket. The gem of telepathy glowed with a vibrant light, and when it touched the bare flesh of the female Scorpinok, her eyes glazed over, her opposite hand dropped her towel, and she focused on something far, far away.

At first, she was not sure where she was. The battlefield made by the gem of telepathy was that of a dark cave, too dark for Scorria to really see into it. Her state of dress was keenly aware to her consciousness, one hand reaching out for the wall to follow along while her opposite arm wrapped around her chest. She followed the wall, careful with each step as she tried to figure out where she was and what she was doing her. Eventually, however, she needed her other arm out to help keep her balance, and it was not like she was going to be seen in this pervasive darkness.

After taking a right turn, she stopped to listen, hearing some kind of foot steps. She strained her ears to try and figure out where it was coming from... that is, until something touched her.

She felt something touch her chest, and she let out a quiet, warm sigh, a ripple of unexpected pleasure running through her body, a shiver running down her spine and tail. She was paralyzed, focused on the feeling on her chest rather than the fact that someone, or something, was touching her. It touched her again, summoning another wave and good feelings through her, the tapping making her mind think of so many pleasurable situations... she tried to snap out of that particular fantasy, but when the hand squeezed, she let out a pleasured sound, a half moan and sigh. At that moment, a light was created, revealing someone touching her chest.

Her cheeks flushed, burning hot, her eyes widened and her mind panicked. She slapped the hand away, crossing her arms over her chest and took a step back before she noticed who it was. His facial expression was horrified and pale, but that did not quite register to Scorria at the moment.

“Oh! Minosha!” She said, forgetting her distress for the moment and hugging the Konatsu eagerly, thankful to see a familiar face in this dark place. But then, she looked down at where his face was, pressed against her chest due to the height difference. She blushed again and immediately let him go, crossing her arms over her torso again. “M—My apologies,” She said gently, letting a small smile cross her face. This was... truly embarrassing, really. This was the second time the strange and young alien had encountered her in... less than ideal situations.

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She slapped his hand away, but it was far too late at that point. Minosha’s mind had already registered what he had done and he was entirely ashamed of himself. Then Scorria hugged him and his face smashed up against her, burying it in bare green flesh. His eyes popped even wider, any sound of protest muffled. Realizing her mistake, she released him, appearing a bit embarrassed. Minosha immediately averted his gaze and turned his body away even as the woman crossed her arms over her chest. He coughed and took a moment to compose himself.

“Pardon me,” he began, his voice cracking. That was odd. His voice had never made that kind of pitch before. “I sincerely and humbly apologize for my inappropriateness... again. Nonetheless, it is a, erm, pleasure to see you again. If I may, perhaps we can assume our sparring in a more open location. I’ve created one a little farther down, so if you’ll just follow me, I can guide you there...”

He reached out behind him to hold his free hand out for her to take, so she didn’t get lost, and he misjudged the distance between them. His fingers grazed along... something... that most definitely was not her hand. Minosha’s face tensed up and he closed his eyes, suppressing a repenting sigh, and quickly withdrew the offending appendage. Instead, he held his hand aloft to his side for her to take it or leave it as she wished, and then he would lead them to the generously-sized cavern not far from the tunnel where spokes of sunlight shone through to light their battleground.




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As usual, Minosha acted quite the gentleman, apologizing for a rudeness that was never his fault. The way he turned and averted his eyes to allow her a modicum of dignity and respect was enough to have her feel overwhelming appreciation for the young one. She smiled down at him, and even though he turned away from her, she nodded to him. "No, it's not your fault...it's mine," She said, her voice full of warmth despite the circumstances. She was still breathing a little quickly, still surprised and oddly pleased by his deft manipulations. Her face continued to burn hot, lamenting the fact that he was so young. If only he were older...But she shook the thought away. Her bodily fluids were toxic to most other species, and she did not want him to be harmed in any way. He moved his hand towards her to lead the way to a place where they could spar and...

She let out another cross between a gasp and a moan, waves of pleasure rushing through her body, shivers of desire running up and down her spine and tail. Once again, she was paralyzed as she felt his hand, her blush practically covering her face. He seemed to recognize his error, moving his hand out to the side for her to take. She was speechless. He was such the gentleman, yet he constantly made her feel like the most precious thing in the world. The flattery, even if he did not know it, was incalculable.

So...instead of taking his hand, she let her arms fall from her chest, placing her hands on his shoulders and turning him to face her, her flesh apparent to his eyes. Her eyes were half closed, looking at him with almost a dreamy look. "It's...okay," She said before kissing him on the lips. It was not a forceful or overly romantic one, but it was a gentle one. Her face was burning red from the embarrassment, but she showed her appreciation for his actions all the same, smiling at him. "You have a way of making a woman feel good, Minosha," She said, letting her tail pull him closer to her, pushing his body against hers for a moment while she kissed him a second time. Then, after that, she took his hand with one while the other wrapped around her torso to protect what little dignity she had left. "Please, lead on," She said, encouragingly.


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He expected her to be furious. He expected her to beat the crap out of him. He had been taught that such contact was reprehensible, so completely disrespectful. This was entirely not appropriate. He was a terrible person. Did he even have a right to criticize others when he was increasingly proving to be no better? Minosha steeled himself. No! He would restrain himself. He would be better. He would be...

And that’s when Scorria turned him around, and he got an eyeful of her once more. He didn’t have long to admonish himself this time, because she closed the gap between them and planted her lips on his. Minosha’s eyes bulged in shock, the surprised breath from his nose muffled by her cheek.

He would be...

She pulled away for a second, and he stood, completely paralyzed, overwhelmed by so many different feelings and emotions all at once. It was like his brain and his body were fighting for dominance and he wasn’t entirely sure how he was supposed to react, or what he was supposed to think, if this was a good thing or a bad thing. He was confused and everything was pulling him in every direction at once. Then her tail pressed against his back and nudged him forward, and she kissed him a second time.

He would be...

The thought was forgotten as Minosha allowed himself relax just a tiny bit and explored the foreign sensation. He didn’t move, he just... let it be. Scorria broke away, the warmth of her body pressed against his fading. She covered up her chest with one arm and grabbed his hand with the other. His mind was a haze, and he fought for coherent thought. He turned around. Forward. Move forward. One foot in front of the other. The primitive commands seemed to work, and his boots started shuffling. He didn’t say a word. Truthfully, words probably would not have been a good idea at this point, had he been able to form them in the first place.

That is, of course, until he noticed a strange pressure of his pants against his hips. He glanced downwards, his mouth gaping open in terror. When had that happened? How had that happened? Had she felt that? He was absolutely mortified. He wanted to die.

Words. He needed figure out how make words now.

“I beg your pardon...” he said without turning around. “It appears as though I have some matters that need attending at the moment. We will have to continue this another time. My... sincerest apologies.”

He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and took his leave.

Back in the real world, he snapped out of his trance. His body was covered in sweat, and he felt feverish. He looked down once more, and his face fell in annoyance.

“Not again...” he groaned.





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