<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000"> Raphael Leithausser </span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FF0000"> 'Geek' </span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/734f27ef-4950-4414-8d5e-a6e5aee4eaff_zpsf8ae4622.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Geek entered the cockpit again with his devices. He was wondering what was happening with the princess, but he was sure he would find out. There was little going on in the electronic world that was escaping him. Sitting down opposite of her, he extended his hand to her. It was quite obvious that the hurt and desperate young woman in front of him wasn't the same vicious bitch.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Hello Princess. My name is Raphael, but please call me Geek. Everybody calls me like that and I don't mind. May I call you Freya? I don't like to use titles or ranks, makes it so anonymous." </span><br/><br/>Geek started to power up some devices and then he took some adhesive pads.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Alright, Freya. I know you are probably confused and a little frightened. I will tell you what I do here and what I want to achieve with it. If you have questions ask me and I will answer them. I want to help you, ok?" </span><br/><br/>Geek caught the look of admiration from Tammy. He smiled a little. When he had been sixteen he had worked one summer as the technician in a hospital for children suffering of cancer. They had always been frightened but curious when he had to monitor them. Some of it had remained.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Freya, there's a transmitter in your brain stem. I already found three different signals from it, but maybe I missed something or it is malfunctioning. I know that the pain attacks you have are cruel. But we need to find out where they come from. Will you help me to find the reason?" </span><br/><br/>His dark-green eyes looked at her half pleading, half encouraging. The princess was a beautiful woman. He had to admit that. And now that her bitchy attitude was gone, it was easier to accept. Before she had been an arrogant brat. Now she was just a beautiful, lost soul. Geek showed her the pads.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"These are adhessive pads. I will place them here, here and here...,“</span> Geek's finger had touched very soft her temples left and right and her neck in the back. "With them I can monitor some of your brain waves. And I will use this to take the signals of the transmitter. It is just placed on your skin, like that.“[/color] Geek moved the small rectangular head over the skin in her neck. "Is that ok with you? You have very soft skin by the way. I guess you do a lot to keep your body in shape and you take good care of it. You are a beautiful woman, Freya. If you would not be as cozy as a hedgehog, who knows...I would probably be falling head over heels for you." [/color]<br/><br/>Geek gave her a very warm smile. It was no lie. She had some of the most interesting features he had every seen. Not the soft features of Karra or the wild-exotic ones of the latina woman, but some aristocratic, chiseled features. Beautiful and tempting, but distant and untouchable. Very intrigueing, at least to Geek.</div>