WIP: AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH.....

[elfs]

This is from the current story in progress:

The door opened and Mariah stood in it again. She walked over to the observation window and followed Cheyenne's gaze. "Just one question, Cheyenne." She turned. "I've always seen you in your social body while you've been on the ship. Did you always wear it when you were on the Avalon?" Cheyenne nodded. "If you did, why were you on Station M, in your combat body, when the Sinox attacked?"

Cheyenne turned her eyes up, shock in her expression. Mariah smiled, showing her teeth with those beautiful, frightening canines.

That's where the story ends. You know what's frustration? I don't know the answer to Mariah's question, either!.

Gaaaaah!

Comments

[lemur123.livejournal.com]

Cheyenne triggered her chromatophores to blush demurely. "I meet occasionally with a group of military fetishists. They're a bit brusque and goal-focused, but their social interactions are rather ... intriguing. It's just a matter of luck that we were in a twenty-way combat-ready orgy at that time".

or

"RFTM - you use it or lose it! If you don't telnet to a body, waldo, or other peripheral at least once every few megaseconds, your response times drop like an orbital kinetic-kill weapon. As well, seals and gaskets stiffen and harden if they aren't flexed occasionally, especially in a low-cost, low-pressure storage location like Station M."

[halloranelder.livejournal.com]

Perhaps Cheyenne doesn't know the answer to the question either, hence the shock in her expression.

[lynx212.livejournal.com]

O.o ... wish I had some good advice...maybe a scene change? Or perhaps they get interrupted, therefore its not answered.

[(Anonymous)]

Or maybe her social body isn't sturdy enough for BDSM?... *evil grin*

[lisakit.livejournal.com]

"Who the hell was using my combat body?"