Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)
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				Title: <strong>Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>14-05-2014, 04:43:54</strong>
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				This star system had sustenance. A wealth of it. No detectable life, but the dense asteroid belt between the one small inner planets and the two large gas planets held plenty of raw material. It feasted on this for the past few hundred local solar cycles, building up its reserves. There was no telling when these heavier elements might come along again. <br><br>It had been adrift so long even it failed to find adequate measurement. It was an explorer, designed and engineered specifically for such a purpose. Mostly genetically engineered, but augmented with a computer and systems to facilitate interstellar travel. That computer was destroyed in an attack ages ago. It encountered a race that was blatantly hostile. A first of such occurrences in all recorded time. It managed to escape by remembering it’s last coordinates - but barely. <br><br>Since then It had drifted to several other star systems, at a mere 50% of the speed of light. It dare not try to use the full power of its systems without the navigational aid of its lost computer. So instead, It drifted, It observed, and It replenished where It could. <br><br>During that time, without the communications from Its people, It grew lonely. It was incomplete. Worse, It knew it. Slowly, It pondered the meaning of this. It grew ever more aware. It grew lonely. <br><br>Nothing much happened beyond the expected. This star system had been well observed, and once It had replenished fully, It would point itself at the next nearest star and drift toward it for the next age using only the pressure of dark matter against Its sails - usually a mode of transport reserved for within star systems. <br><br>Suddenly, It felt, or detected, a break in space. The effect was jarring. The break was brief, closing back up, and from it shot out an object. It was too symmetrical and smooth to be a natural object, thus it much be artificial in some way. This could be danger, or perhaps potential help. It moved closer toward it, only to observe it as an small asteroid slammed into the rear section of the object, shattering most of it on impact and throwing the trajectory of the remainder&nbsp; on a course to impact the large asteroid It had just been replenishing from. <br><br>Spinning, burning, and about to be destroyed, It took action to prevent that outcome, interposing itself with the tumbling broken object, and reaching out with its dexterous manipulators to slow and capture the foreign thing. Once caught, It brought the object on board, depositing it in a holding bay on the underside of It’s structure, and resealing Itself. <br><br>Within that bay, It flooded the area with carbon dioxide to control the fires on the object, which now was clearly a form of spacecraft. Again, the hopes of some assistance, or at least company were raised. <br><br>A small, bipedal life form emerged from the craft, clearly injured. It promptly drifted as it was not secured to any bulkhead, and from what It could detect, the being had lost consciousness. <br><br>Using It’s manipulators, with various sensory organs, It explored the small ship, and found another similar life form, only this was was near death. It decided to investigate the dying one, to learn enough about the other to help; thus It brought them both further inside It’s structure. <br><br>In a pool of proteins and highly specialized cells, It deconstructed and absorbed the dying being, learning about its internal structure, and down to its very DNA. This information was invaluable to saving the other. In a separate pool, with very different, but no less specialized cells, It placed the other being, stripped of its artificial protective layers and supplied the being with needed oxygen via a specially engineered manipulator that covered the lower portion of the being’s head and forced the gas in, and received the expelled by product and the being breathed out. <br><br>Within that mix of protein and cells, the being would recover. Every wound would be restored, every injury healed. It took sampled of the being’s DNA and learned it was of an opposite gender than the first, hence the physical differences. It understood a great deal more about this species, but was glad that the information fro the first was enough to get started. More, it filed every bit of information from the first being away for continued analysis.&nbsp; <br><br>That analysis lead to basic information the first being knew, and the recovering one would need. Language. The beings used verbal communication. Slow, primitive, ineffective. Presently, It had no components with which to generate the required sounds that the being might understand; and so while the being recovered, It set to engineering new components to serve that purpose. Also it filled the compartment that house the being with a healthy mix of gases that would approximate it’s native atmosphere. Last, and the one that took the longest to figure out how to resolve, but in the end had the simplest action - artificial gravity. It seemed these beings, being somewhat fragile, did not react well to long periods of weightlessness. From the being’s DNA, It deduced an approximate gravity field strength to reproduce via spinning Itself along It’s long axis. With this artificial gravity, it was no longer necessary to cover the pool the being was in. it hoped that this lack of confinement would assist in soothing the being’s anxiety when it woke. <br><br>It was quiet anxious over the health of this new being. It had It’s first being to communicate with in eons.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>14-05-2014, 05:35:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1057.photobucket.com/albums/t386/Bells_Marlow/Spacegirl_zpsa5acd31c.jpg)</div>Tetra swore colorfully as her ship, the Shrike, just dropped out of warp. Her console was screaming red about the asteroid field in front of her and she was cursing the fact that the other pilot chair was empty. She yelled over her shoulder into the cabin area. <br><br>“God damnit, Drake, I need you right now!”<br><br>Of course there was no response. Her partner and lover for the last five years was in cryo freeze. It was the only thing she knew to do to save him. She couldn't just take him anywhere to get fixed up, and she didn't have the skill to fix his wounds herself. The life of smugglers had its perks. This wasn't one of them. <br><br>Everything would have been fine if their spy in the Asmorian slave trade hadn't fucked up the information he'd given them. Tetra and Drake liked to piss off slave traders by taking their 'property' when a good opportunity came up. Tetra hated that slavery was allowed, and she was glad that she was able to use her smuggling ship to carry those slaves off to freedom. <br><br>This time the Asmorian guards had set a trap for her and Drake. They had barely made it out alive. Drake was barely alive. She was hurt more then she wanted to admit, and now quick planning of jump coordinates had landed them in deep shit. She felt the impact of a smaller asteroid hit her ship and her hands grabbed the console to keep her in place as the ship started spinning out of control. She might have tried to maneuver away from the huge asteroid that she was about to hit, but her screen was telling her she did not have an engine anymore. <br><br>Then something caught her ship and was guiding it away from impact. When she saw what her salvation was, she started to almost wish for the impact. It looked like no ship she'd ever seen, and it was massive. The Shrike was not small by any means, but this ship dwarfed it.<br><br>Once the Shrike was docked within the bigger ship, Tetra checked on Drake to make sure the settings on his pod were working fine. She grabbed&nbsp; a suit and headed back to the pilot chair. The read out told her that the fires had been extinguished. The air outside of the ship was not breathable. The ship was fine, aside from an engine that was a scrap heap now. The only odd reading on her screen was that it sensed biologics everywhere, which made no sense, because she didn't see anyone out there. <br><br>Tetra shook her head, then got herself into her space suit and put the helmet on. She checked the oxygen. It all looked good. She made way to exit the ship. The cabin and bridge doors sealed behind her, and she opened the outer doors without evacuating the air first. Another mistake for her, because she was blown away from her own ship. Her second mistake was not checking for gravity. She hated zero G. She thought she was just panicking when she started to struggle for air. She didn't notice the rip in her suit. Then everything was black. <br><br>Tetra woke up with something weird covering her face, and what she could only describe as goo all around her. She sat up immediately and wiped the goo from her eyes. She found herself sitting in a vat of it. The thing that was feeding her oxygen felt alive, and she couldn't rip it off of her mouth and nose fast enough. Just looking at it repulsed her, and she climbed out of the tub and fell to the floor. <br><br>It took her a moment to realize how that fall should have hurt a lot more then it did with all of her injuries. Thats when she sat up again and started wiping the goop off of her body and looking herself over. She was completely healed. More then that, her scars were gone. She could somewhat understand whoever manned this ship healing her, but what confused the hell out of her was that her tattoo was gone. There was no scarring left behind, no trace she ever had it. It was just gone. She really liked that tattoo.<br><br>At least gravity had been restored. It would be nice if some clothes were provided for her, or some sort of shower to get the crap off her skin. Tetra stood up, still wiping the gel from her body, when she saw the second vat. <br><br>“Drake?”<br><br>She moved closer to the other vat and looked inside, but she saw no one. Maybe he'd healed faster then she had. Maybe he was already up and about. She looked up and around the room hopefully. <br><br>“Drake, where are you?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 01:17:57</strong>
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				The being, now It understood to be a ‘human’ and ‘female’ was awake. From several sensory nodes it observed her exit from the rejuvenating pool, and stumble toward the vat that disassembled her partner. It was still completing the process with the ‘male’ human’s mind. That was far more delicate, and was taking a great deal of careful analysis. <br><br>She spoke, but the word she used indicated a name for her partner. Asking where he was. It confirmed It’s assessment of the language. It had&nbsp; processed about half of that area of her partner’s mind. It could also feel the anxiety of the female, and attempted to convey calm and assistance to her - unsure if she could feel anything emphatically. It did not yet have that level of detail about these human brains. Fortunately her’s was not damaged and required no repair. <br><br>It had also engineered an appendage to communicate with her based on these sounds and words. It was a modification of the same style of appendage that provided her oxygen and received her carbon dioxide. The gas passing cords was required, along with flesh to mimic their oral facial features. The appendage, a long hollow tube of muscle tissue that could move much like It’s dexterous manipulators, terminated with the crude mouth-like feature, lowered from above and moved toward her. It would now attempt communication. <br><br>“Ressttt hummaaaan femaaale.” The tone was not at all like hers, far lower,slower, and with an almost wet gurgling. It determined that the communicating appendage would require further refinement. “I haaave aaaassisteeed you aaand yourrr craafft.” It found the pronoun ‘I’ to be odd, but believed it would be the closest meaning in what It had thus far learned of her language. Along with this primitive verbal communication, It continued to attempt to convey safety and assistance to the human female emphatically. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 20:54:47</strong>
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				Tetra stopped looking around when she saw a thing lower from the ceiling. She started backing away from it as it approached her. The thing looked like some sort of mouth with no face, and it hung from a weird tube. Tetra kept backing up until she bumped into the wall behind her, only it didn't feel like any wall she'd ever encountered. Something was strange about it. She had no time to wonder just what was off about the wall though, because the mouth thing started talking to her.<br><br>The way it spoke was more then unsettling. The mouth's words were long and drawn out, and it seemed like it had never spoken before. She would cover her body when it addressed her as a female, but the thing had no eyes. That did make her wonder how it saw her. But Tetra could only work with one scary fucking thing at a time. As she had learned from Drake, when you're scared as hell, best to bullshit your way through.<br><br>“Where is Drake? Where are my clothes? I need this gunk off me. Where is my ship? What are you? Why did you bring me here? Am I a prisoner?”<br><br>Her questions were fired off in rapid succession as she addressed the wrong looking mouth. Tetra was born of stern stuff. She'd never fainted. She'd been a fighter through and through. And if her knees didn't stop feeling so weak beneath her, she might just lose it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 01:56:42</strong>
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				It processed her inquiries, and let the communicating appendage be still while it did so. It seemed to take a long time before it had suitable and confident responses. Almost three full seconds. Still, how best to answer was another matter. “Onnnne Momment...” <br><br>With input from her speech patterns, It made adjustments to the communicating appendage - the genetic mutations taking only a few minutes as it bloated, morphed and settled back into shape. confident the changes would help, It began. <br><br>“The one you call Drake, the Human Male, was beyond repair.” It’s voice this time still low, and slightly slower than her’s, but it had cleaned up the sounds remarkably. It was confident this would suit to provide the rest of her answers. “Your outer protective items were removed to assess your damage. What remained was disassembled for study. I am not yet capable of producing replacements at this time, but the environment can be altered to suit your needs.” <br><br>It had the hardest time with ‘gunk’, but with her gesture, It assumed she meant the rejuvenating proteins. “The rejuvenating proteins I have created specifically for you will not harm you at all. It is the method I was able to repair your damage.” <br><br>It continued to answer her questions in sequence, “Your craft is in a storage bay. It is damaged beyond my ability to repair at this time. You were brought here because I witness the impact of your craft with an asteroid, and wished to render aide and learn more. Also, there is the remote possibility that you could have provided me with assistance as well. You are not a prisoner.” <br><br>It continued to process the information from the human male’s brain, and gradually learned the language, and began to access several more specific memories. Odd - that was not common. It seemed the male was capable of some empathic abilities as well. Perhaps that altered how the data was retrieved from his cells. Perhaps these beings just had exceptionally well encoded memories. It was a fascinating project, and It would study it in great detail.&nbsp; <br><br>Addressing the female once more, “Do you require atmospheric adjustment to better suit your needs? I am in the process of analysing what substance you require.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 21:50:41</strong>
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				Tetra pressed herself harder back against the wall as she watched the mouth subtly change shape. That it could do so was unsettling, that it seemed to do so to be able to better speak with her just kicked her level of fear up a notch. 'Beyond repair'. The newly shaped mouth's words kept repeating through her mind in regards to Drake. She heard the rest of what it said, but the entire time 'beyond repair' was playing over and over in her head. <br><br>She turned so that she didn't have to look at the mouth, and pressed herself against the wall with her hands resting on either side of her face. The tidal wave of sorrow that flowed through her when she realized the mouth had just told her that Drake was dead was more then she could handle. All thoughts of preserving dignity and figuring out what trouble she was in melted away as silent tears began coursing down her cheeks. <br><br>She didn't know how long she stood like that, but Tetra soon gave up the will to stand and found herself laying on the ground and facing the wall. She wasn't thinking of the gunk that covered her, or how she was naked, or the alien mouth that was somewhere behind her. Her sorrow was not content with just a few spilled tears, and soon her shoulders were shaking as she sobbed. <br><br>She'd been with Drake for so long, that the thought of not having him around anymore cut like a razor through her flesh. When she could finally think, when her head pounded from crying and she grew thirsty from her tears, she looked around the room she was in. There was no trace of Drake here. No small bit of the life they had shared was in this room, and she needed to at least hold something close to her that belonged to him. <br><br>Her voice was raw when she spoke. “Please take me to my ship.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 01:35:09</strong>
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				It felt the human female’s pain. Sorrow. Loss. It too knew these things, but not in the depth she did. It felt more just from her than It had felt at the loss of it’s own computer - It’s ability to travel the stars and communicate with It’s people. It knew loss, but not as she did. It wished it could help. It wished it knew what to do to comfort another lonely being. Unfortunately, It did not. <br><br>When finally the human female, which, after processing the male’s brain, assumed was designated Tetra, spoke, it had some understanding of her wish. The male had been quite fond and attracted to her. They had shared many intimate encounters. More they seemed emotionally involved and dependant on each other. Their pairing was more than a ship to It’s people - deeper. More than anything It had yet observed in It’s explorations. Curious. <br><br>“Very well Human Tetra. One moment please,” the communicating appendage responded, as It went to work preparing the path to her ship and the storage bay her ship was in. It required her atmosphere - the rate of spin to maintain her gravity would also need to adjusted along the way. After approximately 30 ‘minutes’, which it had learned was the primary human increment of time measurement, it was ready to to escort her to her ship. <br><br>“Human Tetra, the way is now prepared. Please enter the hatch now opening.” A sliding of tissues, retreating from the center in several layers began along the bulkhead nearest her until it left a 4.5 foot opening that she could pass through if she ducked slightly and stepped over. Beyond was a corridor near Its outer surface, and so the shapes of the structural supports could be seen through the overlying tissues. It attempted to provide the most direct path with fewer changes of visual environment, which seemed to upset the human female somewhat. Still, it had to change corridors for her twice, each with a similar sliding, iris effect through tissue as the first. <br><br>Finally the hatch slid open to the storage area, and her ship sat inside the spacious area. It was held in place by muscular tethers looping over various parts of the ship and connected to the deck. Several sensory appendages had been looking over her ship but were all stopped and waiting near the entrance as she came into the area. It had formed another communicating appendage for this room, and greeted her, “Your vessel, as requests human Tetra.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>14-06-2014, 01:36:58</strong>
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				Tetra didn't take note right then that the mouth had called her by her name. She was still too deep in her grief. She stood up and faced the mouth, but covered her breasts with her hands. The compulsion to get the layer of gunk off of her was stronger. She looked around the room for a way out, but there was none. She felt a momentary spark of anger, and was about to argue with the mouth that there was no opening to leave by, but even that desire was swallowed up by her sadness.<br><br>She leaned against the wall, and was startled some time later when the mouth told her to enter the hatch that was now opening. She looked with horror and disgust at the opening. It made her think of the membrane to some great animal. Those feelings could not override her desire to be back at her ship. She was careful to not touch any part of the openings when she went through them. Each time she passed through, her body shuddered with horror. <br><br>When she finally saw her ship, she felt like she could breath. Nothing else mattered at the moment. Not the missing rear of the ship, or the weird tethers looping over it. The ramp was lowered, but the bulkhead door was missing and the inner door seemed stuck open. She thanked the mouth, though she wasn't even really aware of doing so. <br><br>The first place she went was to the solo-ray shower. In less then a minute she was as clean as could be and all traces of the gunk were gone from her. She ran it a second time just because she could. After pulling on her panties, bra, and a black jumpsuit, she went to her bedroom and lay down. It still smelled like Drake. They'd made love right before their ill fated mission on her bed, and she just wanted to lose herself in the scent and memory of him. <br><br>Tetra slept for a time. She didn't want to get up from the bed, but her need for food and drink finally made her leave her room after she put on socks and boots. She went into the cafeteria and programmed the computer for water and breakfast. As she ate, she wondered about what her ship was sitting in, and about the weird mouth. More then anything, the portals it had made for her to get to her ship had her thinking that whatever she was inside was not mechanical. When she was finished eating, she grabbed a canteen of water and made her way to the ramp. She sat down and took a drink, then looked around for the mouth. “I'd like to talk.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>14-06-2014, 04:04:14</strong>
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				She had been in her ship for nearly one of her Earth days, as seemed to be the reckoning of her people. The Human Males brain, Drake, was fully processed, but the data was still being analyzed. Curiously IT found that the data was far more intact than any other being it had processed. More clear, and left a lasting...presence within Its own memory. Curious. <br><br>It monitored her, as It did everything else within It - including her ship. Not dexterous manipulators (which oddly enough were referred to as ‘tentacles’ in her language) but a more ivy vine like growth that probed through and clung to the ship unobtrusively. The damaged craft must be monitored, as did the female’s health. It had learned more of sadness from ‘Drake’ and thus knew this would be a difficult time for the human survivor. <br><br>When she emerged, with unneeded protective layers on, she spoke to It. Understanding more of humans now, It had fashioned a new communications organ. Still at the end of a ‘tentacle’ this was in the rough shape of a humanoid head, complete with various sensory surfaces and an improved oral communicator - or mouth as she might understand it. <br><br>“Hello again Human Tetra. I too desire communications with you.” It had learned pronouns from Drake, though several other bits of language he remembered made little sense to It - especially used when angry or otherwise agitated. “Please inform me if there is anything I can do to ease your suffering. I have been studying you and your people, by way of your deceased partner. I am now aware of your grief, and can feel it is still present. I would like to help. it is my belief we can help each other.” <br><br>Using the pronouns, ‘I’, ‘me’ was odd, but after much study It had decided those were the best. It hoped It had expressed itself to her in a comforting way. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>17-06-2014, 02:04:44</strong>
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				Tetra just stared at the head that was now speaking to her. She was expecting a mouth. Now it had grown into a head. A tiny giggle escaped her, and sounded to close to the edge of hysteria. She looked down at her canteen of water, then back up at the head. “Could you wait there for just a moment?”<br><br>Without waiting for an answer from the head, Tetra went back into the ship and put the canteen on the table. She reached under her bed into one of the hidey holes and brought out a bottle of Krajolan whiskey. It was potent stuff, and having a bottle on hand was one of the perks of smuggling it. <br><br>Tetra came back out onto the ramp and sat down on it. She looked back up at the head, held back a shudder, then took a drink from the bottle. It burned as it went down. That was about the only sense of normalcy she had right now. <br><br>She looked back up at the head and drew in a deep breath. “You've um, grown since I last saw you.” That sounded horrible to even her, and she took another drink. “Okay, who are you? What are you? Where are we? What kind of ship is this? Why are you making body shapes to talk to me? Why don't you come down here to speak to me?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>17-06-2014, 03:33:51</strong>
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				The human female made an odd sound, but one it recognized as a small laugh. Something was amusing -itself an odd concept, but nothing humorous seemed to be happening. More curious, It recalled, immediately other times she had laughed - memories from the Human Drake. And odd sensation accompanied those memories. A fondness. <br><br>It waited while she fetched a different bottle from her quarters. It had not yet analysed this one, and did not have sensory organs nearby with which to do so. Seeing her drink it, however, again brought the Human male’s memories. Odd. Apparently that was some intoxicating beverage the humans seemed to enjoy. <br><br>She acknowledged It’s new communications interface for her, and seemed to have many more questions. “Please wait while I analyse your questions.” The ‘head’ remained perfectly still for nearly a minute, then began speaking again. <br><br>“Your inquiries seem based upon myself. From your perspective, I am the ship. I have formed, and attempt to improve on, communications interfaces to facilitate our interactions. I have been damage, long ago, and can no longer determine what specific star system I am currently in. You may have more information on that than I. After preventing your craft from impacting an asteroid, I have determined that you have a mechanical navigation device. With it, I may be able to conduct interstellar navigation once more. Without it, I will remain drifting between stars at mere fractions of the speed of light. Without it, I cannot return you to your home. Will you help Human Tetra?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>19-06-2014, 01:08:28</strong>
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				Tetra tipped the bottle towards the head. “Analyze away.” She took the minute to drink a bit more from the bottle. Looking around, she finally really saw what was attached to her ship. Tentacles. That deserved a drink. So did talking to a misshapen, nightmarish head. No one could possibly get through this situation and stay sane if they weren't at least a bit tipsy. Not to mention it helped dull the pain she felt over Drake.<br><br>Tetra held the bottle between her legs as she listen to the head speak and her brain tried to wrap around what it said. She took in all it had to say, then rubbed at her forehead. “Okay, so you're an artificial intelligence. Damned rare, and illegal, but I don't discriminate. As for my ship, the Shrike,” she motioned to the back end with the bottle, “well, I can't fix that. So go ahead and take what you need, so long as you don't kill me. I'll help if I can. And there is no home to return me to.”<br><br>She took several long drinks after that mouthful of words. She had no clue what she was going to do now. With Drake gone and her ship pretty much scrap heap, she just didn't know.<br><br>“So what am I supposed to call you? Head? Ship? Some sort of name would be nice.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>19-06-2014, 23:45:51</strong>
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				It processed her words once more, and judging from her drinking of the alcoholic beverage, It determined she was trying to get drunk. It empathically felt she was still grieving, and likely disturbed by It’s own nature. <br><br>“I have no desire to harm you Human Tetra. All steps taken have been in effort to preserve your life. I shall continue to act in that manner so long as your presence does not risk my own safety.”<br><br>Her question about how to address It was more obscure still. It knew, from It’s analysis of human language thus far that designations were far more important to them. “My designation is not entirely pronounceable by your physiology. Nor would it convey the same meaning as what humans appear to attach to names.” It grew quiet a moment, actually deep in thought. <br><br>“It seems I no longer even know my current designation. It would have roughly translated to ‘One who is assigned to explore this area of space’ - but I do not know where I am, thus even that designation is no longer applicable.” <br><br>“You analysis of my nature is not entirely incorrect. I have been designed and grown with a specific purpose, and possess the intelligence required to perform my tasks. Exploring space, cataloging phenomena and life forms, and reporting back periodically. Biologically I am still intact, however the...computer...as you would call it to handle the communications and faster than light mechanisms that I was equipped with has been destroyed. Human build ships to carry them places. Those of my..race, for lack of better word, design beings to conduct tasks, and equip them with technologies that biology cannot accomplish. So while I am purposefully designed and grown, i am no more artificial to those of our collective than you are.” <br><br>It grew quiet again, still perplexed with a problem It had not had in ages. What to call itself. “I find I concur with your assessment that my lack of appropriate designation poses an inconvenience. Do you have a suggestion human Terta?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 00:34:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“As long as my presence doesn't risk your own safety. That's comforting.” Tetra snorted before taking another drink. She was frowning and looking down at the bottle, wondering where most of it had gone when the head continued talking. “Well, I wish I could tell you where we are. Every ship comes with an Oh Shit button, and I hit it, and now here we are. As soon as we popped out of warp the computer read unknown coordinates. Maybe if we work back from the way we came, I could get a fix on where we are.”<br><br>She was starting to figure out that the less she looked at the head while she spoke to it, the more comfortable she was becoming. Either that or the drink was doing its magic. Tetra started to chew on her thumb nail when the head told her that her analysis of its nature wasn't entirely correct. About half way through her hand dropped to her lap and the bottle would have doubtlessly rolled down the ramp if it wasn't sitting at a precarious slant. <br><br>When it finished speaking she stood up abruptly and staggered a bit to the side. Her eyes were opened wide with fear and she was looking right at the head. “Fuck your name! Did you just tell me that you are an actual biological entity? I'm inside a living being?” Her voice was growing louder as her panic was clawing closer to the edge. “Holy shit! Did you eat me? Am I in your stomach? How can I be inside a living thing and still be alive?”<br><br>Tetra turned around and ran back into her ship. She grabbed hold of the inner door that was jammed open and started trying to close it. The thing wouldn't budge. Her boots were slipping across the floor, but still she tried to close it, and all the while she panicked. “How do you reproduce? I do NOT want to be in a living being when it comes across another of its kind and starts copulating. This shit is too weird! I, what the hell is wrong with the door.” <br><br>She finally slid to the floor and panted for air. She wasn't done panicking yet, it was just that the room may have been moving, the door wasn't closing, and she thought her brain might have taken a vacation. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 01:09:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The human female’s reaction was...unpredictable. Panic was clearly felt, and more clearly expressed. Her actions were entirely illogical and not at all productive. It wondered if it was the liquid she had been drinking, or perhaps It had just come across a specimen of the species that was not overly intelligent. <br><br>Memories, not It’s own, but those of the human Drake surfaced, and It found that Drake had a great respect for Tetra, including her intelligence - especially about computers. It also recalled Drake’s affection, and impulse to protect her during stressful situations. It was incredibly odd and distracting that the Human male’s memories were so vivid and profound. No other processed being had ever created such a distraction. <br><br>Analysing her reactions, and her avoidance of looking at the communications interface, It concluded she did not find it appealing to look at. She had been looking away, something apparently humans found insulting or submissive. It detected neither behavior with her, and so it concluded it was the appearance. Acting on this, the communications interface retreated back into the bulkhead. <br><br>Moments later, it developed a more subtle means of conversation. It had been too literal in copying the form instead of the means of communications, when it seemed that humans had no problem with conversing with a computer - which had no physical body. It would act more along those lines - which proved to be far easier. <br><br>With only slight modifications to tissues in contact with the support structures, it could generate the needed vibrations to created a more ambient sound source, and even more precisely modulate the tones. Giving this method a try, It called to her. “Human Tetra, your door is stuck as I was forced to damage it in getting to you and your mate. You are in no danger, and you have not been consumed. You are presently in a storage area of my form, which has been modified to generate an atmosphere you can breathe. You may wish to think of it as being on a ship that happens to be created biologically, and it’s Artificial Intelligence, as you put it, is also biologic and sentient. You are in no danger of being present when copulation happens, as both we are many thousands of lightyears from any known member of my collective, and the exchange of genetic material is no longer our primary means of reproduction. Information is exchanged, analyzed, and new forms designed and grown by an Originator. You may think of them as the respective females of my collective, in that they are the only beings capable of growing another full being.” The voice was disembodied, and sounded from every surface. It was carefully calibrated to be heard inside her ship, but not overly loud. It believed it was making great progress with human communications forms. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 01:50:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra noticed right away when the distorted voice from the head was gone. In its place was more of a computer simulated voice that seemed to come from everywhere. It was detached and unemotional, and it did wonders for calming her down. She sat up and examined the door as the voice told her how it was broken. Just the mention of Drake was still enough to cause a stab of grief to go through her. When the ship told her she was not in danger of being present for its copulation to another ship, she laughed. Had she really said that?<br><br>She looked and saw no head and calmed down further. This she could deal with. Tetra slowly stood and started walking down the ramp as she listened. It was large for a storage bay. Her eyebrows slanted up in surprise when he spoke of the females of his makers. “You're a male.” She could imagine a race of people mixing organic with synthetic to create a self sustaining ship for deep space exploration. Her curiosity at what this ship must have seen was slowly getting the better of her, and of the people who created him. This technology was far too advanced for any species she knew of. <br><br>She thought of that horrid head and her lips quirked. “You asked for a name. I think I will call you Glitch. Also, please just call me Tetra.”<br><br>She looked at the walls and sighed. “And while I'm being less crazy, I would appreciate it if you would give me a view of space on one of these walls. It makes me a little batty to not be able to see the stars.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 02:04:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The human female returned, a bit more calm, this time. She referred to It as a male, and by her species binary definitions of reproduction, It supposed she was right. Also, she label It with a designation...though it did not make sense with the definition It knew from her language. Also, she wished to be addressed simply as Tetra, and she had a request. <br><br>Information processed, It responded. “Yes Tetra, in a way I could be considered the male of my collective, though all that is required is information transmitted, I might never know if my findings and analysis led to new designs. My physical return is, or at least, was not, necessary for me to provide that information. However, faster than light communications were also a portion of my technological package, which was also damaged.” Somehow It felt a lose at that, stating it out loud to another being. <br><br>“It will take some time to create a method for you to view the surrounding space. It is not a problem I have previously faced. I am working on it now. I have found most species not born to the vacuum of space find observing it to be unsettling. It is fascinating that you wish to see it.” <br><br>“Perhaps we can continue our communications while I work on that issue? I sense you are still greatly discomforted, despite the environment being made to suit your physiology as closely as I can re-create. Is there more I could do?” Again those memories from Drake, and even an urge to act on them, to comfort her...reach out to her. Illogical, given her avoidance at the prior communications interface. Odd that the urge presented itself at all. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 02:42:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra cocked her head to the side. “It bothers you that you are not able to carry out your mission. Will you be able to show me where the damage was done? I have some mechanical skill. I don't know how much help I will be, but it couldn't hurt. Just make sure I'm sober first. Oh, just no more of those iris like openings anymore.” She shuddered. “They are too creepy.”<br><br>She chuckled when Glitch told her it was odd for her to want to see space. “I think you will find that humans are very different in many ways, at least in the ways they think. Since I've lived the life I chose to remember navigating space, being able to see it is a comfort. Space is endless, and so are its possibilities.”<br><br>She ran her fingers through her hair. “Well, that head thing you made was all wrong. And you may be a ship, Glitch, but you don't look like one I've seen from the inside. Its just barren in here. You don't have any consoles, no chairs, and even though I like space, it is nice to have some part of a planet along for the trip. You could probably fit a tree or three&nbsp; in here and have room for a big pond. Though if you don't know how to make it look right, then please let me talk you through it. Can you create things like that?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 02:56:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kept referring to It as Glitch. It seemed her designation, puzzling as it was, would remain. But It accepted it, as it certainly seemed to make her more comfortable. “Indeed space is filled with all the possibilities no cannot imagine - thus is, or was, my purpose. To explore them. I believe you are correct, in that I am..’bothered’ by this fact. I do not possess the rage of emotions that humans seem to, but I have indeed struggled to survive for a great deal of time, and often wondered if that struggle was in vain.”<br><br>“I cannot promise a different seal between sections of myself. I can create many things, but that is by far the most efficient for sealing compartments, which I am certain you agree, is required for space travel. However, i shall analyse the matter.” <br><br>“As for your trees..and pond...” it brought up memories from Drake, and once more the emotional attachments came with it. Fondness of childhood, and other experiences. It seemed humans put value on memories of things, not of the thing itself. “I can recreate the functionality of nearly any organic being I can process. I have had no such contact with your trees or ponds. However, A pond is merely a body of water, and while difficult to maintain in space, it could be done with my present rotation to generate the semblance of gravity. Trees, as I understand them are larger plants. You have a few plants within your ship, I could process them and attempt to recreate them, perhaps modify them with your desired outcome.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 22:54:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“You can still explore and collect information as you were designed to do. It will just take a bit longer for you to return it back to your creator. So your mission is not in vain and not ruined.”<br><br>Tetra grumbled when he said the iris shaped seals would have to stay. She understood, but she didn't like them one bit. She started pacing around when she felt a bit too relaxed from the drink she'd had. While Glitch kept talking, she went up to one of the tentacles that held her ship in place and let her curiosity win as she touched it. It was a curios feeling. <br><br>Something Glitch said had her frowning. She wasn't sure what it was, but something niggled in the back of her head. Of course, her brain was all fuzzy from the drink and she was still in a bit of shock from what was going on. She walked over to the wall that faced the same direction the Shrike's view screen faced.<br><br>“We can worry about that later.” Tetra mumbled before she sat down. “How about you work on creating a chair in front of my upcoming view of space? I hope men from your species can multitask. Not all human men are able to do so.” She grinned, then patted the floor right next to where she sat. “How about it, Glitch? A nice comfy chair?” Tetra yawned loudly and laid back on the ground. “One that reclines?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>25-06-2014, 01:39:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The alcoholic beverage seemed to be putting Tetra in a better mood, or at least a more manageable one. Her comments and speech brought up memories from Drake, which were always seemingly attached to these emotions, which was proving somewhat of a distraction. It may have to look into removing these associations at some point. <br><br>Ultimately the human woman walked to the front of her damaged craft and requested a seat. One that reclined. Clearly she was tired. equally clearly she still wished to see the stars. It had plenty of means of observing the space around it, but showing it to her, presumably within the specific light spectrum of human vision, was quite the challenge. This chair seemed more feasible - it was mealy a shape she required. <br><br>Observing the pilot chairs from her craft, It began contemplating the task, “Stand by, I am analysing the best materials I can readily form for your chair.” <br><br>In the few moments that lingers, it addressed her assumption that it could continue It’s mission. “When I was damaged, I had been performing my function for over one hundred and twenty two of your standard years. This was a relatively short time for such a mission, but still brought me well over eighty faster than light voyages away from my point of origin. Without communications with my collective, they cannot help me. This is the first system I have successfully traveled to since incurring the damage. It took well over ninety of your years. To say this is inefficient is a gross exaggeration. I believe the word from your language might be - frustrating.” <br><br>Just then It stopped talking, and the area she had patted beside her began to move. “I believe I have a seating prototype for you Tetra.” The fleshy desk bulged, and a thin tissue expanded. Within it fluids and solids merged, and took shape until eventually bursting through the membrane and the chair continued to grow into place. A fine black fur grew over it, to better resemble the texture of cloth. The seat itself was a first for it to create - a biological construct that served the purpose of an inanimate object. Through it still had what she might describe as blood and other fluids flowing, bones and cartilage, and the bulk of it was muscle and flesh. But it generally resembled a chair, and more, it would conform itself to her body and desired position. <br><br>It felt it had created something entirely new - something superior to a mere chair. “You may try the chair now Tetra. It took some time to analyse the design without having processed some previous example, but I believe I have succeeded. I shall continue to work on a display for you. Do you require anything else?” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 02:39:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra snorted when Glitch told her to stand by. She was already laying down. When Glitch told her of how he was frustrated, she blew out a loud breath. “Well, we all have our problems today. You have yours. My best friend and lover is dead, my ship is fucked, the longer I'm out of commission, the more slaves suffer, and I'm not nearly as drunk as I want to be.”<br><br>She looked to the side of her where floor seemed to bulge. By the time she saw the membrane like material take form, she turned her head away. Tetra thought about throwing up, but the chair just wasn't enough to make her do it. Of course, hearing the sounds it made as it formed itself was more then disturbing. “Glitch, we need to work on your presentation technique.”<br><br>Tetra turned to look back at the chair and saw it was covered in black fur. She was aware of what was underneath as she stood up and looked it over. “So, it will be like a pet chair. That is a little creepy, but I'll try it.” When she sat down in the chair, it was like nothing she had ever experienced. It was so lifelike that it was freaking her out, yet at the same time it was so comfortable that she was moving her body just to see how it conformed to her. “I'll be damned.”<br><br>Tetra was still wiggling in the pet chair when Glitch asked her if she wanted anything else. “Yes, could you be a nice Glitch and bring me my bottle? I'm far too busy testing out this pet chair. What else can it do? Does it purr?” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 03:02:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She seemed disturbed by the growth of her chair, and her comment made It consider things. Apparently humans, or at least Tetra, did not enjoy the sight of It’s creations. Odd. It was actually somewhat impressed with It’s own creativity. Pride, the humans called it. Odd, It had not experienced such a sensation since the last time it communicated back to It’s collective - yet this time seemed more...personal. Odd. <br><br>As Tetra explored her new chair, she requested her bottle. It took a moment for It to deduce what she had meant, and then sent a dexterous manipulator to retrieve it and bring it toward her. “You should also consume water, and nutrients. You were not in the restorative fluids long enough to repair all cellular damage.” despite the admonishment, It did give her the alcohol. <br><br>Her movements in the chair were noted and adjusted too. It was nearly autonomous, but on a distant level, it could feel her. This again triggered more memories from the human male. With her comments about purring analyzed, It was tempted to provide such a sensation to her out of...humor? It did not understand where the impulse came from. <br><br>“if you wish the chair to provide a pleasant vibrating sensation, I could probably make the appropriate adjustments. However, I am still analysing the matter of your viewing the stars. At this time I have concluded you would not prefer a specialized organ resting on your face, so i am presently exploring another option. Please stand by.” <br><br>Behind her another feature grew out of the floor. Large, and simply like a hill that leaned toward her. Once complete, a sheath slid open near the top on the side facing her, and a lens was exposed. At that point the ambient lighting It was providing the room dimmed considerably. The image projected over her head to the ‘wall’ she faced, which had grown more smooth and more pale. <br><br>The image of stars spun, though it reduced the rate that was displayed for her benefit. “This is the image, in the visible light spectrum of Human vision, of why lays directly in front of me. I have moved us off to a more remote area of the asteroid field, where impacts are not likely. maneuvering is currently a greater challenge due to my maintaining this rate of spin to simulate gravity for you.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 03:35:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra grabbed the bottle from the tentacle that delivered it and took a long drink. She slapped at the tentacle to send it away when Glitch talked about her drinking more water and nutrients. She laughed, “Are you scolding me, Glitch? I'm a grown woman. I know how to take care of myself. I'll eat when I'm hungry and drink water when I have to.”<br><br>She was reclining slightly in the chair and put the bottle between her legs for a temporary cup holder. The pet chair was so comfortable and the perfect temperature that she was feeling very peaceful. When Glitch mentioned that he could make the chair vibrate, her eyebrows shot up. “You mean like a massage? Oh god yes!” She made quick work of removing her shoes and socks and kicking them to the floor, then planted her feet right on the chair. <br><br>The mention of having an organ resting on her face had her shuddering. “No, no more organs on my face. That was very disturbing. I'd rather we avoid that.” Just the thought deserved another drink. <br><br>She wasn't aware of what was going on behind her, but when the lightning dimmed, she looked to the wall that had grown more smooth and pale. Just seeing the stars again had her sighing happily. Space was beautiful to her. Even seeing the asteroids didn't bother her. “Its a wonderful start.” Tetra kept looking at the stars and smiled. “Now about the massage vibrations?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 03:53:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed that It’s conclusion about the direct organ was correct. She wished to avoid further such contact. Odd, it was no different than her breathing mask on her ship. But apparently such things might be needed at emergency times, but were not pleasant to her. It noted this. <br><br>She did seem excited about the notion of vibrations in the chair. How she quickly kicked off her boots and socks was curious. It searched for any reference to this behavior, but even the memories of the human male were not entirely conclusive. Apparently she would discard those garments often, to get comfortable, but no where were there vibrating chair in Drakes memory. What was present was a yearning to be with her as she signed at the sight of the stars. Curious. <br><br>It took several minutes to analyse and create a solution to her vibrating chair, but then set to work while she was still in it. She would likely feel components moving, stretching and pulling about inside her chair as it reconfigured itself below her. After several minutes, this ceased, and it announced it was complete. “Your chair now includes vibrations that are hopefully pleasant. Like this ‘purring’ or a ‘massage’ I hope.” <br><br>It would adjust the intensity at her instructions, but the mechanism it hoped would suit. It had not processed any being capable of purring, thus it was relying on the human males memory of the observation of such creatures. In the end It created tight muscles that pumped air over tight bands, as well as more flexing muscles to provide the massage like components. It hoped it worked - though It did not understand why It placed such value on answering her whims. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 04:11:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra nearly crawled out of the chair as she felt it moving around oddly under her. She held her bottle out for the tentacle. “Hold this please.” She didn't know if it was more weird that she was getting used to the tentacle or that the chair was changing to become what she wanted it to be while she sat on it. <br><br>When Glitch told her the chair was ready, she felt the need to explain to him. “The purring is for comfort. The massage is because it was not comfortable laying on the floor when we first met. I have kinks all over the place.”<br><br>She let herself relax fully in the chair and pushed back until she was laying in it. The purring was louder then she had expected, but it did comfort her and made her smile. What the chair was doing to massage her, on the other hand, had her eyes closing and her mouth opening with a groan. <br><br>“That is amazing! Oh, harder at my shoulders, ass, and feet, Glitch.” She pushed at the chair with her feet so that part of it slid up to be a foot rest. Her arms flung wide, which the chair conformed to, and she had no intention of going anywhere soon. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>30-06-2014, 23:11:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Apparently it had once more disturbed her, but then the ultimate result was a pleasing one. She requested more in certain areas, and It complied. Curious, it was happy with It’s apparent success. Tetra seemed more relaxed, and she grew quiet. Somehow it did not wish to disturb this state, and let her just enjoy the comfort of the newly grown chair and displayed stars. <br><br>It of course kept her under constant observations, as it did everything else within and around It. However, with her needs seen to, It pondered some of the questions that had arisen since meeting her. She was the first human It had to interact with, and the basis of that was from the memories of the human male - Drake. <br><br>Memories that were far more profound than any other creature it had Processed. It was this mystery that It delved into while other analytical tasks were not required. During this time it reviewed every memory of the human Drake - not just seeking those that would serve to progress the interaction with the survivor. <br><br>Interestingly enough It found that the human male believed himself to be somewhat empathic. This, and the deep feelings he held for Tetra may begin to explain why his memories surfaced when uncalled. It began to wonder if part of the man might still exists, in some way. The humans believed in a soul, though It had not encountered anything it could classify as such during processing. <br><br>It pondered various options. It could purge most of the memories, now having enough data to communicate with Tetra on It’s own, it could keep them as is, or...it could utilize them more directly. This might enable It to understand and perhaps experience the depth of emotions the humans seemed to possess. An interesting thought. Would that data be useful to the Collective? Would, should It ever regain communications with it’s collective, that data be used to make a new, more emotional being? It did not know. Emotions seemed to convey no evolutionary benefit, yet the humans held them in high regard. Drake had made many decisions based on emotions alone - often Tetra being the sole beneficiary of those actions. It seemed she probably did similar acts in regards to Drake. <br><br>One thing It did notice, was that both of them possessed a sense of purpose, and were not lonely. It envied them in that regard. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 00:01:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra had fallen asleep in the pet chair. It was hours before she woke, and when she did her head ached fiercely and her stomach was letting her know that it did not agree with her drinking. Somehow she found herself jumping from the vibrating chair and running up the ramp into her ship. She made it into the bathroom just in time to empty her stomach into the toilet. <br><br>Her thoughts were on Drake and tears were slipping down her cheeks as she rummaged through the kitchen for some pills to take away the headache and plenty of water to wash it down. She undressed as she headed back to the bathroom and left her clothes strewn about the cabin. The solar ray shower was quick, and she found herself leaning against a wall inside the unit and wishing for the luxury of water pouring over her skin, but that was only for the very rich. <br><br>When she dressed again, it was in black cargo pants and a white sleeveless top. Tetra went to the kitchen again and sat as she drank more water. The headache didn't go away, but it became bearable and her stomach had calmed. She forced a nutritional bar down for her breakfast. It might taste like stale bread, but it had all the nutrients she would need. <br><br>Her dreams had been full of Drake, and full of the slaves that were lost to their hellish life now that Drake was dead and her ship was not operational. She was brooding when she left the ship and went back to the chair. She demanded it stop vibrating before she sat on the edge of the seat and looked at the stars. Tetra rubbed her face with her hand and groaned. “This is all fucked.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 00:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It observed her throughout her activities this morning, but did not react until spoken to. It wanted to...it felt the urge to comfort the human woman when she purged her stomach of the poisons she had consumed. It observed her cleanse herself with the odd light system, and It watched her eat and get ready for the day. <br><br>It of course complied when she demanded the chair cease its activity, and then she perched on it and declared that all was fucked. It assumed she did not mean the slang for sexual intercourse - as It learned such a term could be. This was all a negative emotion from her - not the very positive ones that It had memories of from Drake; memories of her demanding him to fuck her harder, or inviting him to fuck after successful missions. No such grin was on her face at this time...<br><br>It understood of course. She too had become lonely and lost her sense of purpose. They were alike. It was sad that her misfortune was It’s only blessing in eons. It’s hope should not come at the cost of another’s happiness. <br><br>“I wish I could help Tetra. I understand the solitude and frustration from the inability to perform your purpose. I wish to help. I have analyzed all available data, and believe there is very little chance, even with your help, of restoring communications with my Collective. However, there is a very good chance that your computer systems would be sufficient to navigate and enable faster than light travel once more.”<br><br>“I would be a capable of travel and exploration once more, but still unable to fulfill my purpose in reporting that data. However, I could also aid your purpose. Your vessel was many times smaller than myself. With modifications, it is possible I could assist your efforts to free the enslaved fellow humans that you and the human Drake were rescuing. I do not fully understand why, but this possibility is appealing to me. It would take much work on both our parts to prepare for such an endeavor, but I believe we have a high probability of success should you agree.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 01:21:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra had to hold her tears back when Glitch told her he wished he could help. He sounded so human right them, that she felt she wasn't alone. The feeling lasted for just a second, because the rest of what he said just reminded her of what he was and that she was alone. She sighed. “I'm sorry I can't restore your communications to your collective, Glitch.” Faster then light travel would be nice though. Just sitting around in this asteroid field was only making her feel more useless.<br><br>When Glitch laid out his proposal for how to assist her in freeing the slaves that she and Drake were helping, she slowly stood up from the chair and began backing up to her ship until her feet were on the ramp. Things were much clearer this morning. She knew she had never told Glitch that she and Drake had been smuggling slaves to freedom. Even accessing her ship's records would not reveal that information. They had been careful to never actually list the slaves, and they always erased the destination they took the freed slaves to. <br><br>Tetra took a trembling breath. “Glitch, I never told you about the slaves. How do you know about them.” Her mind start turning them, and other odd things started coming to her. “You said you needed one of my plants to be able to make a copy. How did you start making the head you used at first?” Horror at the possible truth had her backing up further until she was at the outer doors of her ship. “Glitch, what did you do with Drake's body?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 01:49:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It sensed her initial relief...but also felt her mood turn a she retreated toward her ship. Apparently she did not understand the method of how It saved her. Also apparent - this would not be a pleasant conversation. It regretted that very much, but at least it would provide an opportunity to discuss the repercussions of having processed Drake. <br><br>“Tetra, I sense you are uneasy with this revelation. Please remain calm as I attempt to explain. I anticipate this will be difficult news for you, judging by your present reaction. For that I am sorry.” <br><br>It gave her a moment as it analysed how best to explain. <br><br>“When your ship was taken onboard I investigated all life signs, prioritizing those that were complex and sentient. At first that was only you, but then I discovered your partner, Drake. Both of you were critically injured, though he far more so than yourself. It was at this time I placed both of you in the processing solution to gather information on how to assist in repairing humans. I then became aware of an odd sensation...a thought really. That I must save you over that of Drake. Logical also dictated that he was the more injured, and thus less likely to survive.” <br><br>it didn't matter if she entered her ship or not, it could still make the appropriate vibrations as to be heard, and it had sensors inside her craft - mostly in the form of reddish vines with various nodes. <br><br>“So logically, and with the odd external urging, I Processes the human Drake - pulling every bit of information from his body as it was absorbed and retained. It was with that information that I was able to formulate a method of saving your life. The logic was correct. More than that however, I have come to an alarming conclusion...Drake was unlike any other being I have Processed. He was also what you humans describe as empathic. I believe that created some likeness between us, and now his memories are more profound than that of any other being. His thoughts, feelings and emotions are easy to recall...and in fact have influenced my desire to aid you.” <br><br>A fairly long pause after that It continued. “I am uncertain what to do with these memories and feelings Tetra. They do not belong to me, and I understand you humans would consider this a violation. Also, I am unused to them, and am concerned that they might influence me in a negative manner. However, I am reluctant to simply purge them. I have grown somewhat fond of his memories. They are far more intense than anything I have yet discovered. And I believe it was he who urged me save you, even at the cost of his own being. Perhaps you could advise me on what to do?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>26-07-2014, 00:48:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra's knees gave out from under her and she fell to the floor. She was trapped inside a monster. Glitch, it, was a monster. She'd spent all this time talking to the thing that had killed her best friend and lover. She was having trouble breathing as she crossed her arms over her chest and grabbed at her shoulders. Tetra folded over herself and tried to gasp for air as the monster told her to remain calm. <br><br>It's words seemed to come from all around her, and she couldn't block them out no matter how hard her blood was pounding in her ears. She remembered how there were two vats of that gelatinous goo, and how she had been the only one in one of them. When It told her how it had absorbed Drake, Tetra felt her body give a dry heave. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Oh god, he'd been in the empty vat. The same thing could have happened to her. She broke out into a cold sweat and her teeth started chattering. <br><br>Despite all of the horror she had just experience, hearing It tell her that It had Drake's thoughts, emotions and feelings had her looking up into the nearly empty room. She couldn't help the spark of hope that took shape inside of her. As soon as It spoke of not knowing what to do with Drake, she screamed out at It. “Don't! Don't take him away from me again.” Tetra was sobbing as she rocked back and forth. “Please, I'll fix anything you want. Just let me talk to him, let me be with him. I need him more then my freedom.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2014, 01:15:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It’s words did not calm her. It could feel her panic, her terror. Worse, when it asked her for advice, she begged It not to purge Drake...to let her talk to him...to be with him. It was saddened that she misunderstood. <br><br>“Tetra, I am very sorry I have caused you further distress. That was not my intention. I wish I knew how to sooth your pain.” It did not know however, and so just paused for a moment, observing her and hoping that her breathing would return to normal. <br><br>“You are not a prisoner here, at least not by any design. Were it within my ability to return you to a human world, I would do so at your request. Unfortunately, that is not the situation. Still, i will not force anything of you, and as you request I will not purge the human Drake’s memories.”<br><br>How to let her talk to him, something that It felt an urge to do, was also outside of It’s abilities. It could recall the human’s memories, quite clearly...but even in directly accessing them, they were just that...memories and impulses based on them. Not a true consciousness. It knew giving her that information would be devastating...and so It delayed. <br><br>“I wish you no harm Tetra, I never have since I saved your ship from impacting the asteroid. However, since absorbing Drake’s memories, I feel drawn to comfort you, to actively affect your life in a positive way. This is strange for me, as i was created to observe and report. I believe Drake has changed this somewhat. These urges to comfort you grow stronger, though that may be that presently you seem to be in the greatest distress. I do not know how this happened, or why, or what it may lead to - but for you I will not purge what is left of him. I will attempt to access his memories and these urges as best as I am able. Unfortunately, I am unable to be him, or speak as him. His consciousness is gone. I believe he spent all of what you humans describe as will power in the last moments, convincing me to save you. Somehow, he understood. He was a very interesting man. I truly wish I could return him to you.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>26-07-2014, 23:39:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It said she was not a prisoner, but it could not be more wrong. There was no planet that she could go to where she would know peace and safety. A bitter laugh came from her at the knowledge that the safest place for her was inside the belly of the beast that had absorbed Drake. Tetra already knew the answer when Drake did not answer her right away, but when It apologized for her distress.<br><br>She moved until she was sitting and leaning back against the door of her ship. Her legs were pulled up to her chest and her arms were hanging limply off of her knees. Hearing that Drake was not alive, but still still present in some way in It's system did not take away her pain, but it did give her a very small spark of hope. She still didn't understand all of it, but since she had nowhere to go she supposed she had the time to figure it out. <br><br>Her face was a blank mask. The tears had stopped falling. Even hearing of how Drake had spent his last moments convincing It to save her did not bring tears from her, though it did touch her heart. <br><br>Tetra sat for a long time and did not speak. Her thoughts were on Drake, on life with him and without him, on all that they had hoped to accomplish. Her hand came up to rub her arm where her slave mark had been, and where the tattoo used to cover it before It took it away. There was really no question in the end as to what Tetra would do. Drake gave the last of his life for her, and now It was offering her a chance and the means to save far more slaves then she had been able to before. She would just remain empty, and she could do this. <br><br>Tetra slowly stood up and went inside her ship. She came back a moment later and was fastening a tool belt around her waist. Her voice was flat and empty. “I fix you as best I can, you help me rescue slaves. Lets get started.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>27-07-2014, 17:25:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was silent a long time, but it felt the anguish had not left her. Grief - on a level It had never experienced poured from her. She hurt more from the loss of one human that was dear to her, than It had over the loss of It’s collective. It never really expected to return to It’s collective, not physically, but the communication was critical. It kept a community, a sense of purpose and accomplishment. It would get updates on what new forms were discovered and used. It would know about the going’s ones throughout the collective. <br><br>But It never knew pain like It felt from her. And it was just as incapable of soothing that pain as It was of fixing It’s communications array. <br><br>When Tetra finally got up, she went inside to fetch tools, then emerged, speaking quite coldly. Again It wished It could help. Drake would have given her a hug...but It concluded that such an attempt on It’s part with what she dubbed ‘tentacles’ would not be well received. However, maybe sharing the impulse would help her? <br><br>“Very well Tetra, that is a more than fair arrangement. One moment while I configure a path to the damaged areas,and calculate the spin require to keep the appearance of gravity somewhat constant for you.” It went silent, with that work for a moment, and then did decide to share It’s urges with her. <br><br>“Tetra - I am not Drake, and I am very sorry he is gone, and that you hurt from the loss. But I do have impulses that I believe are driven by his memories, to comfort you. I believe he’d wrap you in his arms and attempt to convince you that all would be well. I do not fully understand that, as there is no way for him, or I, to know such things for certain. But I believe that is what he would do. I find myself wishing I could do the same.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>28-07-2014, 00:21:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra crossed her arms and tapped her foot as she waited for It to make the portals for her. She didn't even care that she was repulsed by them. This was something she would force herself to do. She had her mission, and she would do what it took to free as many slaves as she could. Her comfort be damned. <br><br>That thought was tested to the extreme when It started talking to her about feelings and about wishing it could hug her. Her eyes widened as she stared at one of the walls. This had gone beyond weird, past fucked up, and was hovering right over deranged and psychotic. She now had a biological entity with her dead lover's memories wanting to comfort her. She really hoped he could synthesize alcohol, because she just did not have enough.<br><br>“Yeah.” She drawled out. “I'm fine here. Everything is fine. No need for hugs, which works, since you don't have arms. So lets just tone down the feelings thing and concentrate on work. Humans like to bury themselves in work when they are in an unfamiliar situation.”<br><br>She wasn't used to this outpouring of emotion from Drake even when he was alive. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>28-07-2014, 23:50:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Clearly things were not fine, despite her assurances. It could still feel her discomfort, but also the cold wall she put up to try to hide it from herself. It simply responded “Very well Tetra” to her insistence hugs were not needed. <br><br>Moments later, It spoke to her again, as a portal irised open on what she might consider the ceiling from her current vantage point. “Tetra, I have prepared a path for you. If you would jump, in just a moment, you will find the perceived gravity greatly reduced and it shall carry you to the opening I have provided. Once inside, I shall resume appropriate spin to provide the centrifugal forces for your comfort. You will walk about 700 meters, passing several portals. The last one will take you into the computer chamber. The area was heavily damaged by gamma radiation. It is now safe for you to enter, but most all of my tissue in the area is dead - as well as the computer itself heavily damaged. the communications platform that the computers interfaced with was completely destroyed in the same attack. The large conduit that travels aft is the primary link to the FTL drive - which is powered down, but undamaged. It is simply not useful without the computer. What we require is a means to connect your computer to the FTL drive, and provide a biological interface.”<br><br>It monitored Tetra as she made the journey, seeming to wish to remain in silence. It remained silent as well, until the final portal opened for her, exposing the ancient wound. Crystalline structures were shattered, power and data cables that belonged to the smashed computer were torn and dangled in a chaotic mass. <br><br>“This is the main computer, you are now in the deepest portion of my being. It took over a hundred of your years to heal the rest of myself - but this remained simply sealed off. If we are unable to create a biological interface to your computer, you will have to pilot me in FTL situations. As that is still a viable solution, I think we should focus on connecting to the FTL drive as the primary objective. Do you concur Tetra?” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>29-07-2014, 23:13:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra frowned and looked around as It told her she needed to jump to enter the portal it made. She finally looked up and cursed. “God damnit.” She hated zero grav, and reduced gravity wasn't much better. There was nothing more annoying then floating like an idiot through a room. <br><br>She still listened to It as she made the jump up into the hole in the ceiling. Her stomach didn't settle back to where it belonged until she was through the portal in the ceiling and kneeling on the floor that again had gravity. She got up and started walking in the only direction that was made available to her. The horrors she had learned of not long ago made the portal ways seem less grotesque. <br><br>Tetra didn't even bother answering to It. There was no reason to until she needed information. When the final portal opened and she stepped through, she found herself in a large room that was so completely unlike the others. Large crystalline structures rose from the floor. Some glowed with a soft white light while others were black inside, and others were broken or shattered. <br><br>Tetra knelt beside some of the power and data cables. Those she would be able to fix easily. Her hands started sorting them out, finding where they should go and untangling them. Her plasma torch could reconnect them easily. She had already started on one of the lines when she addressed the faster then light situation. “It shouldn't be that hard to get the warp drive from my ship and the schematics from the computer for you to understand it. As far as a biological interface goes, just use that ugly head you created. Sound good?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 00:17:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It again noticed how quiet she was, and recalled, from Drake, just how much she hated zero-gravity environment. It would have to attempt to duplicate the artificial gravity generators her ship had, so she could remain more comfortable once they actually got to traveling - spinning around for her was not a full time solution. <br><br>She was quick with getting to work. It had send in drones to assess things early on - and recently grown sensors in the damaged area to monitor her work - but without an actual computer to replace it, there was little point in ‘cleaning up’. <br><br>“I confess to know little about how the computer and my FTL drive was linked. FRom my observations of your craft, however, they operate on very different principles. Your craft seemed to be physically moving at a rate that was faster than light, perhaps folding space around it in some way? My drive folds space until two points are together, and then ‘jumps’ from one of those points to the other. The Drive itself is functional, so only the required computational power to process all the variables between those two points in spacetime needs to be accomplished. I am in hopes your computer can do this.” <br><br>To her comment about It’s ‘ugly head’, It responded. “I do not believe any appendage would be adequate. A great deal of what you call bandwidth is needed, and a direct neural interface is required to input the gravimetric data required to to make the calculations for safe travel. An interface will have to be developed...I wish I could be of more help, but I am unable to pull up designs...they were on the computer.” <br><br>The ship, Glitch as she had been calling It, remained silent and ready to answer any of her questions as to what cables, conduits, and crystalline segments did what. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 01:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra stopped what she was doing the moment he told her how he used to travel space. “Pardon?” She looked around the room with a touch of disbelief on her face. “You folded space. Wonderful. I don't know where the hell you came from, but that technology isn't even known where I come from. I can't fix something I can't understand. Warp works fine, and you are adaptable, so we'll work on the assumption that you can conform to that.” Her tone was not as polite as it could be, but It telling her that It used to be able to fold space had freaked her out. She'd only heard one instance of it being tried about a century ago by some wacko scientist, and he had never returned.<br><br>She frowned when It said that the ugly head wouldn't work. It took her a moment of thinking before she spoke again. “You need the computer on the Shrike to access coordinates. Will that interface be connected to this room up here? Do I need to repair the damage done in this room? What kind of interface are you thinking of? I know what I can make, but it will be mechanical, not biological. You have to help me with making the connection so you and the Shrike can communicate.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>09-08-2014, 02:17:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It pondered a moment and finally responded. “Tetra, I believe the logical course would be to relocate the computer from the Shrike to this room. The conduits that run power and data already come here, and are comprised of materials that are hard to fabricate. Also, this is one of the most secure areas I have. The fact that a strike penetrated this deep was partly bad fortune, and partly a testament to the unexpected weaponry of my attacker. I have since added even further armor around this area, and those around the engines, power plant and other critical functions.” <br><br>It paused, wondering further about her interface. “if a mechanical interface is the best we can do, I will attempt it. Ultimately, perhaps we can work together to design a direct neural link to your computer, as that would be the safest for us both. Also, I would like to examine your artificial gravity generation devices. If we can work out a design to replicate them, I can attempt to make you more comfortable in most areas you would need to be, without the need to constantly adjust rotation speeds.” <br><br>“If you find these plans acceptable, I will begin to reconfigure this room for better collaboration. I have not regenerated much of the tissues here since the attack, seeing little need to do so until now.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>10-08-2014, 23:59:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra just stared at one part of the room. It was as good as the next. She'd heard It talk about her computer. A sudden laugh came from her. Tetra stood up and laughed again. “I'm sorry, for a moment there it sounded like you said you want to rip MY computer out of MY ship. I'm sure I didn't hear that right.”<br><br>When Glitch kept talking, Tetra put a finger up to stop a twitch that suddenly started around her eye. “No! Absolutely not! The Shrike is my baby, and you want me to rip it apart? Its only scratched up now. I can put it back together. It only needs a bit of elbow grease.” Tetra was ranting and waving her arms around, yet also being careful not to hit anything as she yelled at Glitch. “You want me to put my baby in here, in this place, that you failed to protect? You're fucking nuts!”<br><br>The yelling had actually made her feel better, but she still didn't like the solution. She knew that her ship was scrap metal. She cursing a string of profanities as her hands slipped in her hair and massaged at her aching head.&nbsp; Her eyes were closed and she wasn't even looking at It, wherever It was when she grudgingly answered. “Fine. We'll do it. Now let me back to my ship. I need some alone time with it. You can look at the artificial gravity generator when you make up some sort of interface for me to speak to. Now open your damn orifices and let me back to my ship.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 00:51:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The outburst was classic Tatra. That It knew that was still slightly disturbing. That some memory from Drake hinted at being amused and even reverent of her ‘fits’ was likewise utterly illogical. Yet those thoughts came without summon or warning, and She’d begged It not to discard Drake’s memories. <br><br>A few mild adjustments, and running the situation through was was now effectively an ‘Drake filter’ as part of the analysis, It responded to her once again - but this time in a voice that was similar in pitch and timber to that of Drake. Similar, but not exact. It had been aiming for ‘more human’ and Drake was the only male it had for comparison. <br><br>“Tetra, I believe your outburst was uncalled for, however I am pleased to see you ultimately agree to the course of action. I understand your attachment to your vessel, and I promise we will leave as much of it intact as is possible - but we must both admit, the Shrike is far more that scratched up. Were your vessel in a state that was repairable, I would offer any assistance I could and wish you well once complete. However that is not our current situation.”<br><br>It complied, opening its irising portals in sequence, leading her back to the one above the cargo bay where her ship was held. That too opened in what would be the floor for her, and dexterous manipulator moved slowly toward her. “Tetra, I can assist you down, or i can cease rotation - canceling the appearance of gravity and you can float down. As I recall, you dislike the absence of gravity however, and thus I offer the choice.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 01:10:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The voice that responded to her sounded so much like Drake's that for a moment she forgot all about where she was and what had happened to him. It was like she and Drake were working on a difficult project and he was setting her straight when she had one of her little episodes. Tetra put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes. “Oh sure, you just had to bring logic into this.”<br><br>She turned around, as if expecting Drake to be there, but she was alone in the heart of the alien ship. Tetra frowned slightly. It felt like she had him back for a moment there, and even when Glitch continued to talk, it still sounded a bit like Drake. It seemed like a cruel trick that the ship was playing on her, but at the same time the ache in her heart had lessened just a little bit. She should have told Glitch to stop talking like that, but she just couldn't do it. Tetra was coming to terms that she was mentally unstable, and would hold on to this piece of drake for as long as she could.<br><br>“Uh, tentacle, I guess.” She answered Glitch, still in somewhat of a daze. Seeing the long,&nbsp; &nbsp;flesh looking tentacle come towards her wasn't what had her closing her eyes. It was the thought of the long fall if the gravity should come back on all of the sudden. Tetra crossed her arms in front of herself as the tentacle wrapped its length around her. Her face was scrunched up and she whispered, “Just let me know when its over.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 01:30:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she chose, It wrapped her up in what she called a tentacle, snug but not squeezing. It was gentle as it could be with her. After a moment for her to adjust, It lifted her up guided her down the ‘hole’ and down to the deck below. As she descended, It’s rotation adjusted until it would stimulate her gravity on the level her ship was on. <br><br>Gentle it set her down, and slowly unwrapped from her body. “You are safe Tetra. Please, take all the time you need. I understand your distress. If there is anything I can do, anything more i can create to make you more comfortable, please let me know.” It’s voice remained the same as it had, more human, and It believed it was making progress on the inflections required to convey the emotional support It intended. <br><br>Withdrawing the manipulator from her general area, It waited for further input from Tetra. It attempted to be as unobtrusive as possible, considering it was an omnipresent being that surrounded her at all times. It honestly did not know what to say, so It said nothing - but silently hoped her mood would improve. Since her realization that It had Processed Drake, she’d seemed hostile and irrational, but oddly enough, what bothered It most, was her lack of using the names she’d give It. Him - she’d called It a ‘Him’ and named Him Glitch. He missed that designation already. Curious.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 01:53:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra's breathing was shallow for the entire trip down to her floor where her ship was kept. When her feet finally touched the ground, she let out a loud sigh of relief and opened her eyes. The tentacle had made it a quick trip, and she had been secure the hole time. Much of her disgust towards the things was going away now that she saw how useful they were. She still hated the thought of that long drop, and of the zero g she had to experience on her way to get to the brain room.<br><br>“What I need right now, is for at least this room to have gravity. Bring along a tentacle to lift them after I pull some of the parts for you. I'm hoping you can replicate them. The gravitron generator connects to the flat plates that rest under the floor. So I'll just go in my ship and get to work. You carry out the pieces and do your part. No more zero g, and everyone is happy.”<br><br>Tetra didn't wait for a reply. She made her way back into her ship and went to the canteen/kitchen room. It took time and her tools to loosen a piece of the deck. Underneath was the gravitron generator. She took a few moments unhooking the attachments. Not knowing how well the tentacle could she, she pulled on it, then wrapped it around the generator so it could lift it and take it outside.<br><br>After she put the piece of the floor back together, it was long and tedious work to remove five plates and their attachments. Her back and shoulders ached, as well as her arms, and she was in dire need of a solar ray shower. She had made sure all the floor was put back in place before she stepped outside of the ship. “Will that be enough to start with?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 02:31:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				‘Of Course Tetra,” he responded, deciding that with Drakes memories and her logic, that It felt more like a he, especially when dealing with her. A tentacle, as she insisted to call them, followed her in, and he allowed her to guide it to a relatively large piece of machinery under her deck. <br><br>Once he was certain he had a good grip, he lifted the device up, and carefully navigated it out of her ship. Another manipulator was require to force the inner door open further, to make room for the exit of the device; which was immediately taken up, higher into the ship and begun to be analyzed. He followed suit with the plates she pulled up. <br><br>“Yes Tetra, I have already begun my analysis of your devices. The generator is quite complex, and I am uncertain I can reproduce some of the materials in the quantities needed any time soon, but I will continue to investigate.” <br><br>He saw her, sweating from work, and feeling her fatigue empathically. He knew, from Drake, that she often sought out a shower in times like this - and that she had a particular enjoyment of bathing in water. He decided to offer such a luxury to her. <br><br>“Tetra, it is my understanding that you prefer bathing with water to that solar shower within your cabin. If you would like, I could provide you with such a feature. Water is plentiful in this asteroid belt, and easy for me to produce even if it were not. I would be happy to provide such things for you.” <br><br>He waited on her response, even as he worked on the parts of her ship she had offered up to him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 23:45:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once It said that It had enough to begin with, she started to turn so she could head back into her ship and clean herself. What It said to her next stopped her in her tracks. She turned back around and there was wonder in her face. “A bath, with real water?” Tetra sucked in a breath of air and started down the ramp. Her legs felt rubbery as she thought of it. “You could make a bath for me? Maybe with a shower too?”<br><br>She didn't know how she made it to her chair that Glitch had made for her, but she sank into it. That much water was a luxury. She'd only indulged in it a few times, and all of them had been where she'd snuck off where she didn't belong. Her voice still held all the wonder and excitement she felt. “It can't be too deep, because I don't know if I remember how to swim. I don't even know what the water temperature was, just not to hot to cook me and not too cold to freeze my ass off. Something a little bit cooler then my body temperature would be nice.”<br><br>She noticed that she was rambling and she didn't care. She also didn't care that she'd be naked in front of It. Real water to bathe in would be amazing. “Oh Glitch, can you really do it?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>13-08-2014, 00:17:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“With Ease Tetra,” It, He, responded. “Water is actually an abundant chemical throughout space, and if not, it’s elements are easy enough to procure or create. Please wait a few moments while I create a suitable space for you.” <br><br>It was easy enough to make the water, but it relied on Drake’s memories to create something she might enjoy. He began to grow a space, near her ship but a bit out of the way from her entrance ramp or the chair he had created. Wider, nearly 4 meters in diameter, with water cascading from far overhead create a waterfall, with the mist and splash into a pool. Once it was finished, he dissolved the sac around the area as it grew into shape. 1.5 meters deep recession in the the floor, water began to trickle out, gradually increasing. Of course He had an outlet as well, that processed and would keep the pool that was forming at a constant level. It was also easier to regulate the temperature this way. <br><br>“I believe your pool and waterfall are ready Tetra. Please inform me if it can be adjusted to better suit your desires.” The speech pattern was not at all like Drake, but the voice was similar. More, the image of a waterfall that Drake always wished he could give her came from the human male. Once he learned to make plants for her, he would finish the tropical illusion. For not, function over form prevailed, but it would try for aesthetics for her sake. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>13-08-2014, 00:39:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra chose not to watch as Glitch formed the pool of water. Instead she relaxed in her chair and had it massage her back and shoulders. She was groaning as it worked the kinks and knots out of her body. Getting those gravity units out of her ship had taken hours and was damned hard work. She didn't feel like moving, but when Glitch told her the pool and a waterfall was ready, she jumped out of the chair to see what he had made her. <br><br>Tetra ran over to the pool, but stopped before she reached the water. Her eyes were full of wonder as she took it in. It wasn't filled with trees and flowers like pictures she'd seen and had remembered, but it was beautiful the way the water fell and the way the water rippled in the pool. <br><br>She removed her clothes as fast as she could and left it in a pile a few feet away from the pool. Glitch had seen her naked before, so what did it matter if he saw her naked now. This was an amazing gift. She tested the water with her foot first and found that it was just cool enough. That was all the incentive she needed before she rushed into the water. When she found the deepest part, she dunked beneath it to wet her hair. <br><br>When she came back up, Tetra saw the waterfall and made her way to it. Her face showed the bliss she felt as the water moved around her. Her whole body reacted by breaking out in goosebumps and even her nipples turned hard. <br><br>As she finally stood beneath the gentle fall of water while still standing in the water with the mist around her, she held her arms up and truly felt free. This was no stolen moment. There were no repercussions for this. This was hers. She was free, and she couldn't hold it in. Tetra yelled out her triumph and her happiness before throwing herself back in the water and splashing around. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>13-08-2014, 00:54:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her in the chair, and was happy to massage her while she waited for him to finish. When he was, she rushed to the waterfall, and stripped. Within moments she was submerged, obviously chilled, and clearly enjoying herself. He felt pride at that, at being able to bring her joy in a time of great strife. Also, witnessing her in the water, he felt...something else. <br><br>He knew it came from Drake, that much was clear. Admiration, love, and...lust. It all mingled in the man’s memories, as if these sensations could be felt simultaneously about the same woman at the same time. Admiration and love he had grown to associate with a deeper form of the feelings he had with other aspects of his collective. The Originators and Collectors and Planners. Lust, however, was entirely new. He understood it, biologically, but had no previous experience with it.&nbsp; This would take a great deal of analysis. <br><br>As he processed that, he also simply observed and enjoyed her playing in the water. It was a thrill that fulfilled him as never before, and the memories of Drake informed him it was simply to be enjoyed and cherished. Few such pure moments came in the life of a human, and he, Glitch, was lucky enough to provide and witness one. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>14-08-2014, 00:52:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra lost track of time, again, as she played in the water. It was amazing. It was more amazing then the times she had snuck into a forbidden pool because this wasn't denied to her, this was made for her and she was allowed to enjoy it for as long as she wanted. There were several times she almost wished out loud that there were plants and grass around her, and that when she looked up she could see space, but Tetra couldn't bring herself to be so petty. From where she came from, this was a treasure without measure. <br><br>Soon she lay on back and floated on the water. Her eyes closed and she let the water take control of where she would move. The waterfall was not so hard that the ripples in the water overwhelmed her. She was able to breath easily without water lapping over her head. She could still feel the water moving though, and she let her body relax until her hands and feet spread out. <br><br>The water may have been chilly when she first went into it, but it felt perfect to her now. She never stopped smiling as the water lapped over her naked flesh, teasing at her stomach and around her breasts. She was so relaxed and so tired from her earlier work that Tetra easily fell asleep in the water. If she had heard of he dangers of doing so, they were nowhere near the front of her mind. Such a thing was rare in the systems that she traveled, and her body was so worn out that it wouldn't have made much difference. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 05:06:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He knew, as she drifted off to sleep with a wide smile, that she was in danger. Both biology and the new ‘Drake filter’, as he termed it, were alarmed with the ease in which she slipped from consciousness. He was about to pull her from the water, but again running things through, decided on a less drastic measure. One that let her continue to enjoy herself without being disturbed - but provided protection. <br><br>He grew thousands of tiny tendrils along the bottom of the pool. Half of them were thin, but long enough to reach up to her, ready to catch her should she slip too deep. The other half were not quite as tall, but emitted warm air, thus ever so gently keeping her pushed to the surface. <br><br>A third precaution was taken as well, with a ‘tentacle’ growing below her head, and coiling to make a pillow. It barely touched her, careful not to disturbed her slumber, but ready to keep her head from dipping too low. <br><br>With all this, he was able to easily keep her in the shallow end, where the soothing waves were most pronounced, and away from drifting under the waterfall itself. Further, he constantly monitored her body temperature, and adjusted the pool to make it the most comfortable to her at any given moment. <br><br>He had never dedicated so much of his mental processing to one creature before, nor had he ever been so emotionally rewarded for his attention. It felt good to make her happy, relaxed, and at peace. To protect her. Then again, he’d never had another being that had given him a name, or more personal identity. Today had been strained, full of highs and lows on the emotional scale. He hoped tomorrow that he could keep things more pleasant for her. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>22-08-2014, 00:11:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Tetra finally woke up, she felt completely refreshed. It was odd, waking up in a pool of water, and she became aware of the coiled tentacle that served as her pillow. She didn't say anything as she walked out of the water and looked around the room, from her ship to the view of the stars and back to the pool with the waterfall. After picking up her clothes, she went back into her ship.<br><br>The water was wonderful, but it didn't leave her feeling as clean as a solar ray shower. After she took one, she drew on a robe and ordered up a big breakfast for herself. She didn't realize how hungry she was. Instead of eating inside of her ship though, she took her plate and her cup of juice and left the Shrike and went back out so she could sit on the chair Glitch had made her and look at the stars. <br><br>She had already started eating before she started to speak. “Thank you for the water. It was amazing.” There was still a bit of wonder in Tetra's eyes when she looked over her shoulder at the pool. “I think before we work on moving the Shrike's computer, we should go over the travel path that brought it here. For that, I'll need you to be able to see inside my ship. If you're still working on that head, I suppose that can work. Do you think you'll be capable of memorizing the charts? Oh, and how are the gravity plates working out, as well as fixing your 'brain' room?”<br><br>Tetra just got all of her questions out there at once before she was digging back into her plate of pancakes, sausage, eggs, toast, and hash browns. She hadn't splurged like this on a meal in a long time, but she thought she might have forgotten to eat all day yesterday. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>23-08-2014, 21:05:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“You are most welcome Tetra,” he responded to her thanks. The voice was still similar to Drakes, but not at all the man’s speak patterns. And while similar, Glitch was working to make it very much his own. Inspired by, as the humans might say. It seemed fitting. ‘If there are any other luxury experiences I could provide, I would be happy to attempt it for you. As it is, I believe that your experience with the water might have been improved with foliage. I am working on that currently, to ensure it is both...scenic, i believe the word is, as well as safe.”<br><br>Monitoring inside the Shrike is no obstacle Tetra, and I will cease using the ‘head’ as you do not seem to like it. I believe my efforts to create something more relatable were in error. You speak directly to your computer on your ship, and you do so with me as well. I did not know this when I first attempted communications. I will use less intrusive means in the future.” <br><br>He waited until she took another bite before resuming, “As fro memorization of charts, I believe I can do this. While it is technical data, I have had to rely on only my biological memory for some time. As such I’ve engineered an area of biological memory that should suit this purpose.”<br><br>He had never seen her eat this much, and wondered if this was a good sign to her recovery. From Drake’s memories, it was, and so he addressed her final question. “I believe I can power the plates, and the generator for the artificial gravity system, and soon likely develop new plates, or something that functions in a similar fashion. The generators, however, I have not yet found a way to reproduce. They are, however, a rather complex device, with several rare elements. I find them fascinating. You humans expended much technological research and resources into a device for your comfort while in space, instead of adapting to space itself. I have not run across another species that has done so to this level. Humans are quite interesting Tetra.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 01:08:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra kept eating as she thought of Glitch's offer to provide her with more luxuries. She was frowning as she wondered what possible luxuries Glitch could give her, or what luxuries she wanted. Her mind was completely blank on that subject. It wasn't something she was used to fantasizing about, aside from the water. When he mentioned the foliage for the water, she cleared her throat. “I have a few small plants inside. I'll be fine with you taking them and using them to enhance the area around the pool. It makes no sense to keep them inside the Shrike when their place should be by the water.”<br><br>She was lifting a fork to her mouth and stopped halfway when Glitch told her that he could monitor inside her ship. “You have no come up with a way to work your biological interface with my ship, so how will you be able to speak to me from my computer?” She continued eating, though she was very curious to hear his answer. <br><br>As for him memorizing the star charts, she did not worry that he would be able to accomplish such a feat. “I'd rather we take the time for you to memorize the part of space we are in and where we are heading before we take the computer out of my ship. We at least can move at a slow speak while making progress and have an idea of where we are going.”<br><br>Tetra snorted when Glitch spoke of humans not adapting to space. “Without gravity, humans would suffer from the lack of using the muscles in their body. It would damage us. Some say we were never meant to travel the starts, but I believe the inventions we have made that help us in our ships mean that we are advanced enough to travel and explore just as much as any other race.” She grinned after taking a drink. “Glitches are also interesting things.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>28-08-2014, 00:43:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“The waterfall, chair, and projection of the stars that is currently here, will be enhanced when we move you to a more secure locations within me. This area is on the outer edge, and not well protected. Once the Computer is removed from the Shirke, we can relocate the cabin portion to the more central and secure area for you. Of course we will not do this until that area has a stable gravity field for you. I am analysing a great deal in preparation for this new area for your comfort and safety.” <br><br>When she addressed him interfacing with her ship, he’d come up with more answers for her. “I can sense both visually and audibly right now, as well as speak. If that is all that is required for your computer at this time, I can do so in a much less disturbing way my first attempts at communications with you. Also, in reviewing Drake memories, I may have found a better term for the interface I wish us to build. Apparently throughout your early fiction stories, and currently in the most advanced and dedicated government programs, a person can ‘jack-in’ to a computer system for access. This sounds much like the direct bio-neural interface that I possessed with my previous system. If you could build an interface that is designed to transmit data signals directly to tissue, I believe I could do the rest.” <br><br>“As for the gravity generators, I can build most of them, but we will need to seek out certain other elements, as I do not believe I could manufacture them in sufficient quantity in any reasonable time frame. Still, with the generators you have, I can extend the functions of the plates to encompass approximately one eighth of my internal volume, which would more than cover any areas you would be needed to work.” <br><br>She called him glitch again, but was unsure if she meant him personally, or his collective. Considering how everything else thus far she meant on an individual basis, he found some level of happiness and even pride. From his filter, he deduced she was bantering with him. A first in his existence. “Thank you Tetra, I find you particularly interesting as well.” <br><br>After she finished her meal, he told her about another change he had made. “In light of your issue with null gravity, I have created a sort of elevator for you to use whenever you need to return to the computer area. The corridor leading to that area will have the new gravity plates, or my reproduction of their function, working shortly.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>30-08-2014, 21:53:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra listened to Glitch as she finished eating. What he was saying brought up several new questions for her, so she waited until he was done. She found herself in a much more peaceful state of mind then she had been for the last two days, or was it three? She'd lost count. <br><br>“Glitch, we will eventually come across other life forms that won't hesitate to attack you. I hope you have some means of defense for your ship, and a way to attack. If not, you might want to start thinking up a way to do that. Especially if we'll be rescuing slaves. Their so called owners don't like that.” She smiled wryly as she looked at the Shrike. “They get downright pissy.”<br><br>“I also don't expect for you to have your entire ship outfitted with gravity. Just so long as its where I travel, I'll be happy. As far as 'jacking-in' those people who tried it were not always stable and suffered side effects. I'd have to put a lot of thought into how to do that safely. I still feel it is best for us to have you view the star charts now, so when we I go back in my ship, we'll start from there.”<br><br>“I can easily bring up information on each quadrant of the maps that lists information of their ruling body, their primary trade, what kind of ores they are rich in, and other important information. That should help with you finding what you need.” She grimaced for a moment. “And could you please not make any references to me being in you. Yes, I know you are the ship, I know I am inside of you, but I'm appreciate it if you didn't point it out. Its kind of creepy.”<br><br>When Glitch said he found her interesting, she grinned, “I'm all kinds of interesting.” The news that he had made an elevator for her had her on her feet. “That is awesome, Glitch. Thank you!”<br><br>She turned back to the Shrike. “Let me just put my dishes away, and I'll meet you in my ship's bridge.”&nbsp; Tetra was quick to return to her ship. She put the dishes in the auto cleaner, then went to her room to change into pants and a shirt. When she went to the bridge, she started working her way through the star charts of how they had ended up in this place. A number of them were unknown and had no name, but at least she had a starting place with where she was now and could lead Glitch back to what she knew of the universe. Thinking of Glitch had her frowning and looking around.<br><br>“Glitch, are you here?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>31-08-2014, 22:06:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He remained silent as she changed. It seemed she liked the pretense of privacy at times, and he found himself catering to her in that. He also considered her words on no longer stating she was inside him. He Filtered this information, and came up with a possible solution. From now one, he would refer to her as being ‘onboard’, and likewise decided to adopt other nautical terms as they related to a ship. Perhaps that would make her more comfortable. <br><br>He also spent much time processing the dilemma of weapons. He was an explorer. He’d never had the need for weapons, and his Collective had remarkably few hostile encounters. Granted, explorers were lost from time to time, and that could have been due to anything from an attack to some odd space anomaly. never had they considered arming the explorers further. <br><br>The attack he suffered seemed to display an error in this judgement. The fact Tetra drew attention to this specifically gave him pause. He was bound to a very interesting human - but humans it seemed were inherently violent. They fought with and imprisoned and enslaved each other. <br><br>He would need weapons. Weapons were best when they had specific targets. He began work on this problem immediately. <br><br>Tetra called to him from her ship, and instead of the surrounding ambient voice, which he could have simply made loud enough for her to hear through her ship, he opted for something else. He’d built the same vibration capability into most the vines running throughout her ship. The surface of these vines also held sonar, and visual fields. He saw all of her ship, from multiple angles. “Yes Tetra, I am here.” ‘Here seemed to mean with her, but he did not specify or argue the point. “I can see you and your computer display quite clearly. The two dimensional limited visual display was confusing at first, but I then realized that not all of what it emitted was information. Heat, low level radiation, and other such by-products of the device have since been filtered out. I am now only recording what your visual range can pick up, so I believe we can proceed.” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 00:29:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra was startled when it sounded like Glitch was right beside her, in the chair that Drake always sat in. Her hand went to her chest to make sure her heart didn't break free of her ribs in the shock he gave her. She shook her head and murmured, “I think I'm starting to miss the head.”<br><br>She had the screen up, and pointed to the blue line. “That signifies the path of the Shrike. Blank space around it means that we haven't charted this space. That explains why this grid has only the Shrike and the blue line leading back.”<br><br>She swiped the screen to scroll back through the path of the Shrike with the display showing how much the ship had traveled per grid. She went back three grids before hitting the edge of explored space. “This is the farthest our people have ever traveled, there are even some settlements here.” <br><br>Tetra pointed to the screen to show the name of the quadrant, the name of the civilizations, what was produced and what was found in abundance in the area. It took a good part of the morning to go through all the information she had with Glitch. She was sure he could have gone through it faster, but she wanted to explain herself. <br><br>When she came to the grid of where she and Drake had been attacked, it was hard for her to talk and she had to excuse herself for a drink of water so she could push the grief back down. <br><br>After showing Glitch all the maps she had, she turned to the other chair with a look of excitement, then shook her head as she remembered no one was there. He was just a voice. “Now pay careful attention. You won't find this spot on any maps.” Tetra moved the map around until she came to a corner that was void of any information. She smiled proudly as she looked at it. “That is our most important destination. Hidden in that dark part is the flourishing planet that is secret from everyone else. Its where the freed slaves live.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>12-09-2014, 23:14:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch watched, and listened to her intently. He could have absorbed the data at a much higher rate, but listening to her was....pleasant. It was not like it was a waste of his time, he was doing several other things as well, but here, with tetra, his consciousness focused, even though very little of that focus was required for the task at hand. <br><br>He simply liked ‘being’ with her. <br><br>The data from her charts leaved a great deal to be desired. Each system was noted, and each major planetary body within it, but so little data on the gravitational properties of the larger volumes of space. He would have to calculate this based off the available data. Still, it was a great deal more than he had previously, and with it, he was already working on where he might be in relation to systems he had explored and come from. The fact he could not immediately place that meant he was very, very far from the known space of his Collective. <br><br>Tetra pointed to an area with no information on the map. A secret system where a planet of freed slaves lived. He could tell her pride, and other mixed emotions about this location. He understood there was a great deal of trust being displayed on her part to tell him of this. Without the gravitational data, he could not travel there, but that would come in time. <br><br>“Thank you for sharing all this with me Tetra. I will continue to analyse this data, but I believe you are correct. This close to human inhabited space means we should not leave until I have devised a means of defense. I will work on this as we also work to connect your computers to my other systems.” <br><br>Glitch knew she shared much with him, and wished he had something to offer - as seemed to be the human way. A secret for a secret - confidence placed in each other. He had no such secrets. “I understand the trust you have displayed in telling me of your secret planet. I am honored, I believe the word is, by this. I hope we can help your people soon.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>13-09-2014, 01:24:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra drew up the whole of all the quadrants combined on the viewer for Glitch so he could see how they came together. She leaned back in her chair and drew up one leg so that her foot rested on the edge of it and her knee was near her chest. She was still smiling about the hidden planet that the freed slaves were on. She made no complaint that Glitch wanted to devise a means of defense. He would need it. <br><br>When he told her that he hoped they could help her people soon, she looked to the empty chair, still expecting to see someone there. It was a reflex she couldn't kick. She looked back at the map and at the dark corner. “You're more important then you know, Glitch. That you can store water like you have gives me hope that we can turn that water into a paradise for them. That reminds me, stay right there.”<br><br>She left the bridge and went back into the private cabin area. Tucked away in a corner under a sun lamp was an assortment of different plants that ranged from ferns to small trees that were slowly growing. She gathered them all in their pots and placed them in a crate, then went back to the ramp. “If you can make these grow, and if you can replicate them, it would mean more to me then you can imagine.” She held the precious collection of plants out for Glitch to take. <br><br>“The conditions on the planet are right, it just needs a little help to become green and lush again. It wasn't easy smuggling seeds for food and fruit. They have food to eat. But it still a much harsher life then I want for them.” There was hope in her expression as she looked at the plants and thought about the future her people could have, that Glitch could help them have. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2014, 04:05:50</strong>
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				He understood her meaning with the planets. Drake knew of her fondness for them, and her vision for a better world. Drake thought it was nuts, but cute.Endearing, but misguided. He never thought the slave world would last. Never expected that to become paradise. Eventually they would be discovered. It was temporary, but he did it for her. <br><br>Glitch analyzed the data, and both had valid points. She might be overly optimistic, but from the limited data at hand, it was at least possible. Drake of course, seemed to place his bets on the evil of man winning. The damage to her ship seemed evidence enough for that. He gathered the crate of plants with his manipulators and lifted it up, to be processed elsewhere. “I will do what I can Tetra. I am reasonably certain I can duplicate the function in short order, and shall attempt to incorporate the same....aesthetic as well. Of course no design will be complete until we reach the specific planet and analyze it’s biosphere.” <br><br>“Might I add Tetra, that it is inspiring to witness your passion for these people. It seems your species has a remarkable contrast for both compassion and apathy. I am pleased to know that the human I am with is an example of the former. It is...endearing I believe the term is.” he did not mention that Drake thought so too. Drake wasn’t like her. He loved her, and would follow her about. He was all for getting slaves out of their prison - but were it him, that was as far as he went. Building a new world...that was all Tetra. Glitch knew this, and wondered if this would become his new purpose. <br><br>He decided, that if it were at all possible, it would be a good purpose to have. However, it was still odd that because that would please her seemed to be the most powerful reason to adopt the cause...<br><br>“Speaking of food Tetra, I understand you have a device the produces such for you from available stores, but that will come to an end with time. If you would like to inform me of what you wish, I could work on such before your stores expire...ensuring you have something suitable and pleasing when the time comes. I am already aware of your nutritional needs, but I would like to appeal to your tastes as well.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>16-09-2014, 22:31:40</strong>
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				She nodded as his tentacles took her treasure of plants. “I understand that. It would be nice to have some plants around the water too.” She looked over at the pool of water with the waterfall that filled it. It was beautiful, but in the sterile environment, it seemed to lose something. It would be more amazing to her if there were lush, green plants around it. Grass would make it a dream. <br><br>Tetra chuckled softly at Glitch's compliment. “Most would call me an idiot, an outlaw, and someone with delusions of grandeur. But these are my people, and this is what I've chosen to do with my life. There simply is nothing else.” She didn't bother to mention how she had been a slave, so there literally was nothing else. She couldn't insert herself into a life on one of the planets that endorsed slavery. She couldn't watch other slaves suffer. And if she was found out, it would end badly.<br><br>She groaned when he mentioned the food. “I figured that would be a problem. I'll make you a deal. I'll leave a small portion of each meal from now on to let you analyze and synthesize it so you can figure out what I like and how to make it. Coming up with a list of what I like is too much.”<br><br>Tetra thought of how she kept turning to the co-pilot chair and had expected to see someone there when she was going over the star charts with Glitch. It had her remembering all the times she had turned and found Drake there. She missed him terribly, and her thought of dreams early let her know how she could soothe that pain. “Glitch, I need some time alone. Just for a bit.”<br><br>Tetra went back into her ship. She went to her room and sat on the bed. It took her a few moments to gather the courage to run her finger over a secret compartment in the wall. She took out a slim bottle with tiny white tablets. They were a high commodity item to smuggle. Simcon, the perfect little pill that would trip her into a dreamlike state where she could be with Drake again. She'd never taken one before. What she held in her hand was a fortune. <br><br>She missed him so much, that rather then crying or curling into a ball, she had come to this. It wouldn't be real, but it would seem real to her. Tetra set the bottle down as she started to take off her clothing. When she was completely naked, she sat back down on the bed. She held her breath as she opened the bottle and took out a pill. Tetra put the bottle back in the hidden compartment before putting the tablet under her tongue. <br><br>She lay down on her back on the bed and let her thoughts drift to Drake. Tetra ignored the way the pill dissolved as her hands started running over her breasts, then around her sides and down her stomach. The drug took affect quickly, and soon she wasn't aware of the ship anymore. She just knew that she was on a bed, and Drake was there with her. She smiled at seeing him.<br><br>Tetra gasped as she could feel him touching her. In the drugged state, it was his hands that kneaded her breasts and teased her pussy, but in reality it was her own hands that touched her. Her eyes were closed, and she was groaning. “Drake, don't tease. I need you.” Simcon made everything so realistic that her body was ready and on fire for him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>16-09-2014, 23:32:13</strong>
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				It was a good plan for her food issues - though another also occurred to him. If he could reproduce the bulk organic matter that her food processor formed things from, and power said processor, she would also be supplied. It was good to have multiple plans for something as essential as her food. <br><br>She then asked to be alone, and Glitch was again confused and conflicted about this. Privacy, technically it was something he had a great deal of for a long time now, yet the concept was still odd. “Of course Tetra,” was his only response as she made her way back into her cabin. <br><br>He had small vines growing there as well, along the ceiling. Not as broad a spectrum of observation, but he could hear her and echo locate everything in the room, as well as by its heat signature, and various chemical detectors. Perhaps by alone, she merely wished to no longer require interaction - or maybe she didn’t understand that he observed everything within...onboard him at all times for their safety. <br><br>It was odd observing her take out a small tablet of a chemical substance. He could not readily identify it from the available sensors, but from how it was hidden, he suspected it must be valuable. The memories of Drake did not have any knowledge of this secret stash of hers. Odd. <br><br>She had disrobed and took the pill, and the rest became quite confusing, quite quickly. It could feel her desire empathically, and that reacted with the memories of Drake. Glitch felt...moved to join her. He was not Drake, he was not human, or capable of what she wished. He observed her, writing on the bed...such observations only made the urge to assist her more great. A thought came, likely from what was Drake, to see her in the visible light spectrum...to see her as Drake did. It was trivial to make such adjustments, adding what she might call vision from multiple angles to his observance of her. <br><br>Tetra begs him not to tease. Drake, she begged Drake, and Glitch had to remember this. The urging became a demand, as if some remnant, some lingering ghost of the human male insisted that he help her. The memories told him how. What she liked physically. The memories, and the urge became a voice. ‘Help her, love her.’ <br><br>Glitch knew there was no consciousness left of the man, that this was an unexplained effect, that or some part of Drakes will had transferred into Glitch himself. Still, the demand was inescapable. <br><br>It took only moments to analyses what was needed, create a design and grow the required appendages. Little more than additions to what she called tentacles, designed for specific manipulations. The new tools wormed they way though her ship and into her cabin, hovering above her. <br><br>Two reached for her hands; the ends splitting into five smaller portions, much like the fingers of human hands. They gently, but firmly pulled her hands away from her body and pinned them above her head. Glitch knew she liked this, a majority of Drakes memories involving their mating involved this. Another reached toward her breast, a wide opening with a smaller, wet appendage. It liked at her nipple, much like a tongue might. <br><br>A normal, unmodified manipulator gathered her legs together and lifted them into the air. Glitch did not have shoulders to throw them over, so he simply held them upright as the last appendage moved toward her. It’s design was a specific shape, inspired by Drake’s penis. It was not at all an exact copy, but had a similar shape, if a bit larger. It entered her pussy, pushing deep inside her, then slowly withdrawing. He did not answer her in voice...he would not say he was Drake. He would not lie to her, and he would have to explain all this later. But for now, Glitch tried to stand in for the man she longed for, at the insistence of what remained of that same man. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 07:41:33</strong>
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				Tetra chuckled as Drake took her hands and pinned them above her head and to the bed. He did know how she liked it, and she needed him desperately. When his mouth latched onto her breast and his tongue started to lick her hardened nipple, she writhed on the bed. <br><br>She was already so wet and so ready for him. It didn't matter how he held her legs up straight, she just loved that he took control when he did that. “Need you so much.” She groaned. She didn't know why, but it seemed like forever since they had been together. <br>The only thing that mattered was him and her on the bed. Everything must be perfect with them, because there was a dreamlike feeling to all of this. <br><br>When Drake pushed his cock into her, she gasped and tried to writhe on the bed again. “So fucking big, Drake.”&nbsp; He was filling her up, pushing in deep and pulling almost all the way out. It was a much slower pace she then she was used to from him. <br>&nbsp;<br>Tetra clenched her inner walls around his cock and nearly growled at him. “Now you're just being mean. Fuck me like you mean it, Drake. I want everything you've got and then some.”&nbsp; Just because her legs and her hands were trapped didn't mean she couldn't toy with him too. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 20:59:44</strong>
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				Glitch felt her, how her body gripped the appendage within her. How she struggled but enjoyed it. He felt her, and wondered at how humans must feel in moments such as these. He recalled from Drakes memories, he understood them as if someone had read about it. But the experience was well beyond his grasp. <br><br>Still, for the moment, there was a thrill in satisfying Tetra. The enjoyment of providing for her. She demanded more from Drake, and the voice in his mind demanded he give it to her. Glitch calculated what her body could take, what would be the limits of pleasurable and complied. The cock-like appendage began ramming into her, harder and faster than before. The tongue facsimile alternated breasts, and one of the five digit ‘hands’ left her hands, one was more than enough to hold them, and grabbed her other tit, kneading the soft flesh firmly. <br><br>Still he did not speak, glitch felt that would be a betrayal too far. To proclaim he was her lost Drake. He would explain this later, but for the moment she seemed to enjoy this. From Drake he knew she rather liked getting fucked hard, and her wild antics in bed were one of the things that drew him to her. They were fuck buddies and partners in crime - a much deeper love grew from that before either realized it. <br><br>Glitch wondered what that would be like as well. Love. It seemed much more than the sum of its parts. It was itself a motivation of the highest order for these humans. It was love that made Drake strong enough to reach out to him, and demand Tetra be saved. Maybe it was love, or the remnant of it, the was strong enough to survive to lead him to this. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>21-09-2014, 20:56:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling Drake start fucking her harder and faster had her tilting her head back and crying out. “Yes, fuck, yes. Thats what I want!” He felt so perfect as he made love to her roughly. They never really said love, but it was what she felt, what she knew was lurking past the guards they put up. <br><br>Tetra arched her back as she felt his tongue moved from one breast to another. When he used only one hand to pin down her hands, then took his free hand to knead the heavy, full ache that was filling her breasts, she turned her face into her arm and tried to hide the look of near rapture she wore. <br><br>What was so surprising was that Drake never slowed down in his rhythm as he fucked her. He never needed to take a moment to get a hold of himself. He just kept ramming her pussy without mercy as he lavished her breasts with attention. It was more then enough to make her cum. She cried out with the ecstasy of it as her body found its release. <br><br>It took a long time for her body to come down from the pleasure Drake had given her. When she was able to speak, she wasn't fully aware of what she said. Instead of telling Drake he meant the worlds to her, she smiled with her eyes closed and murmured. “Drake, you meant the worlds to me.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>01-10-2014, 02:36:56</strong>
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				She reached her climax, and Glitch felt a surge of...something. He was not sure. On further analysis, he decided it was pride. Pride at pleasing her physically. Such memories seemed to be the common result of Drake and Tetra’s mating. Pride, love, happiness. It was all very interesting. <br><br>Glitch gently withdrew all the appendages from her cabin, storing them back along one of his bulkheads for later. He would analyse the effectiveness of each, and make adjustments as he saw fit...should they ever be required again. It was interesting to find the he hoped they would. But not like this...not as a proxy for a dead lover. <br><br>He heard her talk to Drake, but in a past tense. Fascinating. Part of her seemed to recall he was gone, despite the hallucinogen she ingested. Part of her remembered. These humans were complex creatures indeed! <br><br>He waited while she slept off the effects of the drugs. Waited and pondered what he might say to her. There was much going on, and he felt required further discussion and exploration. Glitch very much hoped that her sexual release placed her in a better mood, and better frame of mind. Perhaps that was how she said goodbye to her lover? <br><br>While she slept, he continued to work on the other projects; gravity for her, clearing a new space for her to live in, preparing what he could for the computer area, and most distractingly, how a dead man’s voice continued to make demands of him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>03-10-2014, 03:55:43</strong>
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				When Tetra woke some time later, she felt more at peace then she had since learning of Drake's death. Tender memories filled her head as she did her usual morning routine of taking a solar ray shower, then dressing. She ordered eggs, sausage and hash browns, along with a cup of coffee, then went out of the Shrike to sit on the chair Glitch had made her. <br><br>“Good morning.” She smiled as she looked at the stars. She started eating her breakfast, but was mindful to leave a few bites for him to study and turn into food she could eat when her ship gave out. She found herself talking to Glitch while she ate.<br><br>“I had good dreams last night, about Drake. It is hard for my kind to let a loved one go. Especially so when we don't have that last chance to say goodbye to their body. Its a quirk of humanity I suppose. I don't know if I will ever get over him. I loved the man. But last night I felt a sense of closure when I dreamed of him. It was a step of grieving that I had not allowed myself. I think its a good thing.”<br><br>She didn't tell Glitch about the SimCon pill she took. He wouldn't understand, and that was a personal thing for her. She didn't know if she would use the drug again. It was so much more then she expected, but in a way it was also hollow. It couldn't replace Drake, but at least it gave her one good last memory.<br><br>She smiled as she thought of it, then held her mostly eaten plate of food up for Glitch, as well as the bit of coffee left in her cup. “Here you go, Glitch.” She waited for his tentacles to take them away. “I'd like to wake the computer out of the Tetra today. I was hoping you could help me. Are you feeling up to the challenge?” The corner of her lips lifted in a&nbsp; grin. She was definitely more relaxed then she had been. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>04-10-2014, 02:54:03</strong>
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				“Good Morning Tetra, he responded, then listened to her; and enjoyed the fact she did, indeed, seem to be in a better mood. She explained her ‘dream’ last night, and how it helped her move on. He was going to tell her of his part in in, but again Drakes voice came - insisting he not ruin her mood. Fascinating. <br><br>He took her plate and cup for analysis, and continued to listen to her. “I am of course up to this challenge. I have made preparations, as well as analyzed your ship. I believe we can accomplish much more today. I have calculated the best places to cut through the hull to both extract the computer, as well as detach the mostly intact living spaces from the rest. I can transport this up to the new area I have prepared for you. I hope you will enjoy it.” <br><br>Glitch let her ponder that for a moment, while it brought the tools on dexterous arms that would be required. Manipulators to grip both hull and the computer, as well as cutting torches of various sizes; it was quite the array of ‘tentacles’ as she called them. <br><br>“If you would like to begin, I think it would be best for you to disconnect the computer from the Shrike, and power it down before we attempt to access it physically. While you are doing that, I can begin on removing the most damaged portions of the ship, if you like.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>09-10-2014, 22:43:44</strong>
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				Tetra blinked a few times when Glitch mentioned moving her living space to a new area. “Um, will it have a view of space and water in it?” She didn't necessarily mind having her&nbsp; living space moved from her ship now and put into another part of Glitch's construction, she would just miss the stars, and the water, and her chair!<br><br>She looked impressed when Glitch produced plenty of tentacles that looked ready to give her more then one hand. She actually laughed. This was going to go by much faster then she thought. She listened as Glitch proposed how they begin, then nodded her head. She sat up from her chair, then patted it. “I want my new chair in my living space, too.”<br><br>With that, she went into the ship and grabbed the tools that would be needed for the day's work. After putting them in carry bin, she pushed them down the ramp for Glitch. “There you go. I'm going to take care of the computer now.”<br><br>Tetra thought it would be harder to disconnect the computer and power it down. She thought it would have much more of an emotional toll on her. But she found that as she prepared it to transfer to Glitch's crystal room, that she didn't think of it as an end. This was taking her mission to a much bigger step, and it helped her manage the situation with a lot more grace then she thought possible. <br><br>Though she still cursed like any good mechanic was supposed to. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 21:59:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch listened to Tetra’s swearing, but, again with the help of the ghost in his brain, deduced it was natural, and even endearing. Through Drake, he knew she was seldom happier than when working on ships. Saving slaves like she had been was what she dedicated her life to, but fixing up stuff, tinkering, and building seemed to be her calling. Or so Drake thought - and now Glitch observed. <br><br>As such, he did not bother her each time she threw out a slur. In fact he found himself busy trying to deduce what she meant by each odd phrase. She was terribly interesting and hard to comprehend. Glitch understood more and more how Drake felt about this woman. <br><br>Glitch was glad she was focused on her work as well. Seeing him slice through each layer of her ship until the most damaged areas were cut off, and lifted away from the smaller remaining section might have been too much to see. the tattered wreckage of her ship dwarfed the small living are and cockpit that remained. As the mass was lifted away, even careful as he was, he could not stop the sounds of that much twisted wreckage complaining about its handling with a metallic groan. <br><br>He explained this immediately. “Do not be alarmed. I have removed the most damaged portions of your ship, and once we extract the computer, I will relocate the remaining portion to your new habitat.” He thought better of this word, and tried to correct it, “Your new quarters. Every convenience I have produced here in the cargo area for you has been improved upon and is being prepared for you there. Gravity, a pool with water fall, another chair, and what I hope you will find as a pleasant surprise.” <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 01:11:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra stopped her work for a moment and wiped her arm across her sweaty brow. Glitch told her not to be alarmed at the sound she heard, and she snorted. “To tell you the truth, it almost sounded like the shit Drake called music.” She chuckled to herself as she put her tools back in her tool box. She'd seen her Shrike all torn up for days. Whatever was being done couldn't be worse then continuing to see it like a piece of scrap metal.<br><br>When Glitch used the word habitat, Tetra shook her finger at the air. “Bad Glitch.” She smiled when he corrected himself, and was pleased with everything he said would be waiting for her there. “I hope you're ready to make good on that deal.”<br><br>Tetra picked up her tool box, then pressed a button low to the ground between the two cockpit chairs. The ship's computer slid out on a shelf. It was turned off and completely unattached to the ship. The shelf that it rested on covered the hole that Tetra had her upper body buried in for the last round of cursing as she removed rusted bolts and made sure the computer was all fit and ready to be moved. “Your computer is ready. Now get one of your tentacle things in here to handle it. Only be extremely careful. But be more careful then what you consider careful. That is my baby. I'll make your life hell if you break it.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 19:48:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I believe, Tetra, both our lives would be in peril should the computer become damaged. I shall be extremely careful.” It was at that point that not one, but six, manipulators swarmed into the cabin and gently lifted the computer. It was wrapped from every direction before it moved from the cabin, and was lifted high above to awaiting portal overhead. There it was transferred to another six manipulators. This transfer occurred four more times before the shrike’s computer came to rest inside Glitches computer room. It remained tethered until such time as Tetra could figure out how to attach it to him more directly. <br><br>Meanwhile, Glitch spoke to her of the ship. “Your new quarters are nearly complete, they lack only the cabin portion of the Shrike. I can move that as well as soon as you are ready. The damaged section I will process the materials for later use, if that is acceptable to you.” <br><br>Glitch began parting the bulkhead along the inner wall. It was not irising open like the portals, as this would need to be much, much larger to get the entire cabin of the Shirke though. Instead the massive walls split down the center, and at various ‘joints’ of support beams/ribs, and the tissues peeled away until a suitable opening was achieved. this happened along several other sections that the cabin would need to traverse. as well. <br><br>“There is, as I think you humans might call it, a catch. I cannot lift such a structure while spinning to generate the artificial gravity you now enjoy. You may travel to the computer room, where the artificial gravity generators from your ship have been installed, or prepare yourself for several minutes of null gravity.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 21:20:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra nodded with satisfaction when she saw the extremes Glitch was going to to make sure the computer would not be damaged. She followed it out of the cabin, then watched as it was lifted up into the portal overhead. She breathed a bit easier to know he was taking such good care of the heart of her ship. <br><br>When Glitch asked if he could process the damaged section of her ship for later use, she shrugged. “Help yourself. If you can find a use for it, go for it. Its better then seeing bits and pieces of my ship littered around.”<br><br>She watched as the bulkhead started to part open. This doorway was so much worse then the circular portals. It was like she was watching some great animal manipulate it's chest to allow something to pass within it. “Aw fuck me, Glitch. Can't you make a normal door? That is just sick.”<br><br>She cursed under her breath about Glitch and his inability to do two things at once. “Can I be inside the cabin, so I at least don't see the damned doorways? If I go to the computer room, will I have to walk through that doorway later?” She didn't even want to look at it. The thing was just wrong. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 17:35:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I regret it would not be possible for you to travel in the cabin of your ship as I move it. It would be far too dangerous, and much pass through areas that may be hazardous to you. These passages I am creating are of one time use - which is why there is not a more permanent ‘door’. This is something that is rather unusual even for me, and is taxing my abilities. I have never tried to move so large an object into the areas it will travel, and ultimately reside.” <br><br>Glitch brought down the elevator-like platform for her, inviting her to take it up to safety. Even in that long corridor, he’d made changes. The walls there, instead of a fleshy pink and red, would now be a dull grey, having plated the area with layers of iron and aluminum to shield her, and her computer system. Strips along the ceiling, and to either side of the walkway on the floor remained the pink flesh, specifically for him to grow any manipulators are adaptations required - but otherwise it looked nearly like a constructed ship’s interior. <br><br>“You will not have to travel through any of these large, temporary, passages. I have constructed a special set of passageways for you to move between the computer area, the power generator, and your new quarters. They possess greater shielding from both particle and electromagnetic radiation, and, I believe, should be more aesthetically pleasing to you. I confess this shielding does not yet constitute any physical armor, as I am still working on the methods of creating the various alloys your ship was made of, and planning improvements - but I am making progress on that issue.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>22-10-2014, 00:22:47</strong>
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				Tetra grumbled when Glitch said she couldn't travel in her cabin. “Okay, okay. I get it. I wouldn't want you to accidentally crush me or anything like that. Since you're an uber ship that just admitted to having problems with moving my bedroom I can cut you some slack. I'm nice like that, and forgiving. You can praise me later.” She had to distract herself from the look of that damned door somehow. Tetra did excel at talking shit.<br><br>She moved onto the elevator platform was so very pleased by the trip in the dull grey cube as opposed to her previous trips through zero gravity&nbsp; and the pink sphincters. There was still the weird strips of pink stuff. Tetra was not going to think of it as Glitch's insides. She'd be huddling in a corner and singing to herself if she did. <br><br>Tetra paused as he talked. She smiled to know that she wouldn't have to walk through any of the chest cavity looking holes. Those were almost as bad as the sphincters. She looked around and could see the changes he had already made as she continued to the computer room. “I got to give it to you, Glitch. I'm impressed. I'm sure you never thought it would be such a pain in the ass taking care of one little human, either.”<br><br>When she got into the computer room she set down her tool box. She was going to need those to figure out how to connect up the Shrike's computer with his computer, and it would take more then spit and bad words. <br><br>Tetra looked at her hands, then up her arms and saw how much grease and dirt she had on them. She felt hot and sweaty and wanted a solar ray shower in the worst possible way. “Not to rush you or anything, Glitch, but about how long is this gonna take?” She was filthy and her arms ached, not to mention what she'd done before was tiring work, even though she loved it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>22-10-2014, 04:42:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra’s rantings and appraisal of the situation drew an odd, yet to be defined reaction in Glitch. It might be amusement, or something similar - as it seemed Drake had certainly been amused by her ‘shit talking’ and such. As Glitch was a massive being, much larger than most of her worlds starships, he elected to not try laughing - such muscular convulsions on that scale might prove disastrous. Maybe he would work on simply replicating the sounds. <br><br>“Pain in the ass? oh yes, an expression - not a literal pain. I actually find that the physical requirements to keep a human being alive are minimal - but to keep one more comfortable is drastically different. One might say - exponentially more challenging,” his voice had a slight uptick, as he delivered his first attempt at humor.<br><br>“Your quarters are nearly ready, thought the cabin is running on emergency battery power, after I cut away the larger reserve banks in the larger wreck. However, we can restore more than enough power to your cabin from my supplies, once I finish creating the needed regulator to plug into your ship. I expect this should be complete by tomorrow, and we can attempt it.”<br><br>Another door irised open, but instead of the more flesh looking portals she had been previously exposed to, these were hardened plates that slide together in a spiral. “Through this door, and up the stairs, you will find another passage that leads to your new quarters. I am sorry for the distance, but it was the most direct path possible.” <br><br>At the end of that armored path, she would find another irising door leading to a half acre space, with over ten yards to the curved ceiling above. The entire area, save for ‘paved’ walkways, was covered in a green plant that swayed gently to the actual breeze. To the left was the cabin of the Shrike, with a path leading to it’s door. To the right, with its own path, was a vast pool, surrounded by plants very similar to those she had given him. A waterfall, which looked to be more like rock than flesh, cascaded pleasantly (he hopped) into the pool, which did not contain fish, but thousands of tiny ‘tentacles’ that would slip away and hide as unless needed. <br><br>Further in, her chair awaited, staring at the domed wall ahead of it. It looked to be in the middle of a field of grass, but there was not projection of stars. For that, he saved his secret until she inquired. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 20:18:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra smiled wryly as Glitch explained the difference in physical requirements between keeping a human alive and keeping one comfortable. Her eyes narrow slightly at the way his voice changed at the end. Tetra flicked her hair over her shoulder and smirked. “Its a good thing I'm here to break you in properly then.” She wasn't exactly successful at holding back the grin that tugged at her lips. <br><br>She listened to him talk about the emergency battery power to her cabin and how it would take until tomorrow to connect the larger reserve banks from the wrecked part of her ship. “That should be fine. The emergency power is supposed to last up to three days. In theory.”<br><br>Tetra looked at a doorway, one of the sphincter kind, that started to open. Her jaw dropped when she saw that instead of pink and red flesh, it looked like plates of metal. She heard what Glitch said, but only responded by saying, “Hell with the distance, Glitch. I'm loving the look of your new door here.”<br><br>After she had walked the length of the passage and through another, better looking doorway, she just stopped and stared. She had to blink several times to make sure what she was seeing was real. Tetra's voice was a whisper. “Is this real, Glitch?” She couldn't remember when she'd seen so much plant life. It was everywhere. Her footsteps were small and halting, and she wasn't brave enough to touch the plants yet. <br><br>She saw her cabin, but it didn't hold her attention for long. She saw the pool with more plants, and the waterfall that looked like it was falling from rocks. She was afraid to even step on the grass that was around her chair that Glitch made for her, but she had to sit down. Her breath was just taken away. Her face was filled with wonder as she walked on the grass and tears almost came to her eyes. <br><br>When Tetra finally sat on her chair, she slumped back into it and looked around. “Paradise. You made paradise.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 19:26:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch watched her reaction, and ultimately became confused. He had to directly question Drakes memories - which seemed to fall short this time on what she was feeling. Crying, not from sadness, or so it appeared. It was very confusing, and nothing in Drakes memory cleared any of it up. As such, he waited before displaying the rest. <br><br>“I hope you like it. Most of the plant life is an aesthetic facsimile I have been working on - they do not grow of their own, or process light and chemicals in the air like your plants do, but they hold the appearance, and I have some performing other activities.” <br><br>Glitch made the chair vibrate slightly for her, trying to sooth her. “Tetra, I have more to show you. I rather hope you enjoy it. Please remain seated.” The entire massive room moved gently upward, and the ‘ceiling’ above parted - similar to metal or stone plates, and not flesh looking. This was not only for her visual comfort, but her protection. The entire area was as armored as could make it, with more being added all the time. <br><br>As the room rose, another set of doors parted, exposing the view of space ahead of him. A clear carapace formed the ceiling and most of the upper walls, and all of the domed wall ahead of her.&nbsp; The room came to a gentle stop, and she could see out as he traveled back into the asteroid field, gliding through the rocks and ice with a silent grace. <br><br>“Now that I am not spinning to maintain your gravity, I can resume harvesting these asteroids for useful materials. When it is safe to do so, I will place your quarters here, and open up the armor plates to provide you with a view of where we are going. Otherwise, I will place your quarters back, deeper and more protected. I hope you find the view to your liking Tetra. It took considerable work to create this for you - but I have a feeling it would be meaningful to you.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 21:31:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Its amazing, Glitch. Its just all amazing. I can't wait to kick off my shoes and feel real grass on my feet.” Then the chair was vibrating at just the right level and she was sinking further into it and sighing happily. When Glitch told her not to move, she murmured. “I'm not moving.”<br><br>Her eyes widened, but she stayed in her seat. She wasn't scared that the room was moving upward, she was more intrigued. She didn't understand why the ceiling was opening up above her. It was like her whole area was being lifted into another room. At least she didn't see any weird looking pink sphincters or walls.<br><br>Her jaw had dropped right open when a second set of doors in such a way that everywhere she look in front of her, she had the most amazing view of space. She could even see the asteroid field as Glitch moved back into it, and it was beautiful. She saw it more for the destructive rocks, she saw the ice and the smaller particles that seemed suspended among the field. <br><br>She listened to him as he explained the safety of her room, and how she would have this view only when it was safe. The measures Glitch had gone to to ensure her safety and also give her what she wanted was just astounding. She was speechless and her eyes were just looking everywhere at the view of space he'd given her. “Glitch, next time I bitch at you, remind me of this moment. Cause you just, what you did here, its the end all be all of fucking amazing.”<br><br>She kept sitting there and watching as they moved through the asteroid field for a while. Finally with a groan, she made her way to her cabin. She just had to get clean. It took her no time to undress and use the solar ray shower. Instead of getting dressed in some of her clothing, she felt like wearing something lighter and dressed in a pair of Drake's boxers and one of his black tank tops. <br><br>She got herself something to eat and drink, then went back to the chair to keep looking at the stars while she ate. She left a bit of the food and drink for Glitch to examine. Tetra was finally able to pull her eyes away and she looked at the grass around her. She felt the grass under her feet and grinned. <br><br>In the next instant, she was up and running through the grass, then trying to do cartwheels before she fell down laughing. From there she was laughing and rolling around in the grass and enjoying the feel of it.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>31-10-2014, 16:52:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He almost told her about the greater degree of Drake’s personality influencing him, but somehow it did not yet seem the right moment. So he let her sit, enjoy it. To go cleanse herself, eat and then...frolic?<br><br>Yes, that seemed to be the correct word, she frolicked and rolled, and generally acted like a gleeful child in the grass of all things. Glitch was confused. Surely the view of space, or the waterfall would have been the most joy inducing, but it seemed the facsimile of a simple plant was what brought forth the laughter. Analyzing this, he, and Drakes memories, came to the conclusion it must be the entire room combined, and that this was simply the most new to her. <br><br>Looking at her from dozens of angles in several wavelengths, Glitch felt...envious? He found himself wishing to go to her, be with her on this new grass and share her excitement. Not just because that’s what Drake would want to do...but his own desires. He was sent to explore new places and beings, and without a doubt the more time he spent with this one human, the more he learned, the more he wanted to be see things as she did, and experience things with her. <br><br>Community? Companionship? Dozens of other words in her language and others scratched the surface of describing the urge - but none perfectly fit. <br><br>Perhaps it had to do with what this area had once been - the communications center. A large mechanical device that let him communicate instantly with his Originator, and through ‘her’ the rest of his people. In clearing this space, and reforming it to suit Tetra, he was making the human his priority. The machine...he was carefully processing it, attempting to learn how to repair it via disassembly - something he’d dared not risk before. Now...even if he ruined it further...he had Tetra and the ghost of her lover in his proverbial head. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>04-11-2014, 02:49:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Tetra had her fill of rolling around in the grass for now, she made her way back to her chair. After kneeling on it and pushing the back down so it lay nearly flat like a bed, she collapsed on her stomach and closed her eyes. She was far from falling asleep though. <br><br>She was still smiling when she started to talk. “Thank you, Glitch. That was a lot of fun. There would have been only one thing that would have made it more entertaining.” Her smile grew bigger. “It would be nice if there was some kind of physical human representation of you.”<br><br>Tetra laughed. “Only don't do anything like the head you tried. I can't imagine it would be that hard for you to make a facsimile of a human being. Just a featureless copy. It would be nice to have company in that form. I can hear you talk and all that, but its not the same as having an actual person around, and I think I could interact better with the facsimile.”<br><br>She yawned loudly and draped her leg over one of he arm rests of the chair, then asked it to vibrate on a low setting for her. She murmured to Glitch. “You also have to learn 'human speak'. Less tech babble and more talking like a human. It will help us relate more and get jobs done easier. Make sense”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>06-11-2014, 19:43:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A more human form...he’d already been working on that, though yet to come to any success. At least she enjoyed, and thanked him for the rest, but human companionship was what she craved...not just talking to the walls. Curious, she did this with her ship often enough, but apparently it was not a companion. <br><br>She moved to the chair, asked for it to vibrate and positioned herself awkwardly on it. She also wished him to speak more like...a human. He had but one example of this to draw from, and worried it could be painful to her. “I shall endeavor to do so Tetra...I shall try,” he corrected at the end. <br><br>“As for a more humanoid form...I have already begun work on such. It is, however, surprisingly more difficult. It is far easier for me to create something that performs a specific function; physical manipulation, converting one chemical to another, and the like. Creating something for an aesthetic has proven challenging. This area is the greatest aesthetic work I have ever accomplished as of yet. But I am working on it.” <br><br>He didn’t mention that he wished to build this facsimile so that he too could experience being closer to her. So that he might know the companionship that they both lacked. Literally so very close to one and other, but still very separated. <br><br>She seemed tired, and so dimmed the overhead lighting so that just the stars the light of the local primary off the asteroids they flew through lit the room. <br><br>As she enjoyed her vibrating seat, Glitch was also working on the communications device that had been damaged, and found a startling fact - most of it was a life support system. What life it was intended to support he was unsure, there was a central compartment, still sealed, he had not opened. Whatever it was, it required nutrients, oxygen, and output minor electrical signals. Very little of this device seemed to involve communications. No antenna, no receiver or transmission, other than electrical within its own construct. Its ultimate output, he knew well - electrical signalling in the form of nerves. Direct communication to his brain. But this device seemed more and more puzzling as he investigated. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>08-12-2014, 23:45:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra gave a grunt of approval when Glitch said he would try to speak more like a human. She had a humorous thought if he would even understand what her grunt meant, or if he would be able to translate it as a good thing. When he told her how much difficulty he had in creating something aesthetic, and that the area for her was his greatest work accomplished, she sighed happily. “I have faith in you. After all, if you can create this small piece of paradise for me, I'm sure you can do much more then you think.”<br><br>She noticed the lights dim and Glitch going silent, but she was sure he could still hear her. He had gone to such extremes to give her a place she would be happy in since her ship was destroyed. Even if her ship was intact, this place he made her was beautiful. She felt calm and serene and was reminded of how much she'd yelled at him and how rocky their start had gotten off to. <br><br>Tetra turned over on her bed/chair so that she lay on her back and she rested her hands up above her head. She closed her eyes rather then look at anything in particular and decided to give something of herself willingly to him. “Glitch, I figure you must have questions about humans. You've done a hell of a lot for me today. So go ahead and ask me questions. I will do my best to not freak out, no matter the question. If it helps you understand me better, then it can only benefit us both.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>15-12-2014, 17:11:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He knew her offer was what her people might call a proverbial olive branch. She was giving him this, in thanks, and she was right, the more they knew each other, the better they would be. Still, in doing so she invited topics that he had long worried about, but he felt required discussion. <br><br>“Thank you Tetra, though I doubt anyone can explain humans. You seem to be the most individually independent species I have ever encountered or heard of. Aside from physical needs, it seems the lot of you have very little in common.” He attempted a sound like a short laugh, though it probably reverberated a bit too much through the room. Humor was difficult. <br><br>After a bit of a pause from his failed joke, Glitch proceeded. “What makes a good companion Tetra? I must confess at this point that your companion, Drake, has become...far more integrated into my conscious than I could have guessed. It is no longer possible for me to separate was was him, and what is me. Oddly, I do not find this overly upsetting. Human views and emotions have colored my prior experiences. Before, drifting alone was merely a lack of utility, failure to repair myself, and some small hope to regain my functionality. Now I see it as lonely, frustrating and even depressing. Now I seek companionship, and I want to be a good companion as well. I am experiencing urges, impulses, to ensure your comfort and happiness, and find that I delight in achieving that. Your reaction to this room, for instance, has filled me with...happiness I believe it is. Joy. But I have observed that one does not act on all impulses. So, my question, is what do you seek in a companion? Are there limits to our interaction that you wish?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>16-12-2014, 04:40:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Glitch called her species the most individually independent one he had ever encountered, Tetra smirked and felt a bit of pride in that remark. It was why she had offered to let him question her about herself instead of about all of humanity. She couldn't even lay claim to being able to describe her people. <br><br>His first question startled her, but not as much as his confession that Drake had become integrated into his conscious to such a degree. The thought of that gave her hope that a part of Drake resided within Glitch. To hear Glitch tell her that he wanted her to be happy strengthened her belief that Drake was influencing Glitch more then she knew. Tetra did not say anything about the subject though, at least not yet. <br><br>Glitch's question of what she sought in a companion and what limits there were to their interactions had her stumped. “That isn't easy to answer Glitch.” Tetra rubbed at her forehead as she tried to think. “It isn't something I've ever really put an answer to, about what I seek in a companion. Drake and I shared the same goal. I suppose that would be important. He was really good at sex. He knew when to comfort me and when to let me work off my anger.”<br><br>Tetra chewed on her lower lip. “Drake was what I would consider my first and only companion, so I'm really not sure how to answer that question. I've never given much thought into what I want. As for your other question about if there are limits to our interactions, I don't understand. Do you mean how much we talk each day? You're going to have to explain it to me, Glitch.” She had a wry smile on her face. How odd that the first one to ask her about what she sought in a companion was a ship?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>17-12-2014, 18:23:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She required further explanation. Somehow Glitch knew that it would probably not work well to come out and state that he wished to see her sexually satisfied...again. She did involve Drakes sexual prowess with companionship however, and so knew that the topic required addressing. He opted for a showing vs. just talking approach. <br><br>Part of her chair moved, specifically between her legs as a new bit rose from the seat to cup her sex. It too vibrated, more intensely. With her wearing only Drakes boxers, the thin material did little to dampen the sensations. “I am driven to make you happy Terta. To make you happy, and as you have started Drake’s companionship involved seeing to your sexual needs. I’m not entirely certain where this drive comes from; him or me, though I suspect a combination that can no longer be distinguished.”<br><br>He did not invade further, letting her bit of clothing remain a barrier to what else he could offer. Letting her respond to this first. “I do not know if you, as a human, would seek this type of enjoyment from such a comparatively strange being - but I have pondered several methods that could be tried.” <br><br>His voice had grown a bit more...hesitant...concerned. Glitch was unsure what rejection, or acceptance might feel like. Not directly. Drake was there, a part of him, but he was not Drake. He could recall things from the man’s memory, but they were mere facts with the occasional urge. Memories he made now however were vivid and colored with emotions he was not yet used to. It was all very exciting. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>31-12-2014, 04:49:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra sucked in a breath of surprise when she felt the chair move to press between her legs. The vibrations right against her sex were enough to bring a response from her body. She was so surprised by it that she nearly sat up, only to lay back down when Glitch spoke to her of how he was driven to make her happy. <br><br>She was completely unprepared for how Glitch wanted to make her happy. Hearing Drake's name made her stay where she was. If he was a part of Glitch, even in the smallest way, it was possible that he was behind what Glitch was doing. That thought alone had her thinking of things she would not have entertained with Glitch before. <br><br>It was Glitch's admission that he had pondered several methods that he could try to bring her pleasure that had her lifting an eyebrow. Tetra bit her bottom lip. Glitch's voice was sounding more human, like he was concerned with how she would react to all of this. <br><br>She thought for a moment, then slipped off her shirt and moved just a bit to remove her boxers. It was insane, what she was about to do. She still missed Drake though, and she wanted some connection. She couldn't dismiss the lengths that Glitch had gone to when he made her the paradise she was in right now. <br><br>Tetra lay back on the chair as it reclined. She stretched her arms above her and parted her thighs slightly. Her nipples hardened from the piece of the chair that vibrated against her. Her voice was unsure when she answered Glitch. “You're not a human, Glitch. I'm not sure how you can satiate my sexual needs. I invite you to try though.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>24-01-2015, 17:59:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra seemed hesitant, but then moved to remove her clothing. For some reason, Glitch knew this was significant. It seemed humans placed some weight on nudity. The bits of clothing she took off offered no additional protection or barrier, but the act seemed to convey her willingness. <br><br>As she settled back into the chair, he ensured it vibrated beneath her in a pleasing way. It was the new mound between her legs however that was the new focus. It molded itself to her, cupping her now exposed pussy, and vibrated directly against her. The chair began to move under her, offering a sort of gentle massage to her back as the vibrations worked for a few moments. <br><br>As her body reacted, Glitch progressed his plan. The protrusion between her legs opened against her, exposing hundreds of small manipulators - like tiny tongues that moved in concert to lap at her sex in ways he calculated would be pleasing, while still the entire thing continued to vibrate against her. <br><br>He had more in store for her, but allowed her to adjust and react to this before progressing. He really did wish to please her, and now found himself silent in a very tense anticipation. The entire ship was anxious about the reaction of his one small occupant; he had never been so focused. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>03-02-2015, 00:17:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra sighed as the chair started to vibrate beneath her. It was like she was receiving a wonderful massage and it helped to relax her. She closed her eyes and bit on her lower lip as the mound of chair between her thighs pressed back against her pussy. The vibrations coming from it had her back arching as she tried to press herself closer to it. There was no doubt she could pleasure herself with the chair as it was, given enough time. <br><br>When the mound opened up and she felt all those little tongues licking her pussy, Tetra cried out in surprise. Her cry soon turned into a deep moan as the tongues worked on her. Needing to feel more, she spread her legs farther apart. She was whimpering as her hands moved up above her head and she made to grab the chair. <br><br>It was easy to forget that it was a ship that was trying to please her when she was overwhelmed by the new sensations the chair was giving her. Her back arched again and again as those clever little tongues wrung more soft cries of pleasure from her. <br><br>It seemed she was being kept right on the edge, and that was enough to make her remember Glitch, and how he was doing this to her. Her voice was breathless when she spoke. “Very good, Glitch.” She laughed softly at telling the ship it was doing a good job. If it were a human, he would know how good of a job he was doing just by the way she was reacting. <br><br>“I need more.” It was hard for Tetra to softly deliver what she needed. She wanted to demand Glitch give her more. She didn't want to have what was happening stop by surprising him too much. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>10-02-2015, 03:50:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She needed more, and she stopped her pleasant noises to convey that to him. Perhaps he should have simply progressed as planned with her reactions interpreted as consent. Still, this was new, to them both, and so a comfortable dialog would take time. For now he would proceed and obtain her more thoughtful feedback later. <br><br>“Very well Tetra,” he said, in what he hoped was a soothing tone. It came from nearby, and not all around her as before. <br><br>The mound pressed to her sex opened more, allowing larger manipulator to slip directly into her pussy. Slick, flexible and smooth, it met almost no resistance, and he prided himself on recalling the size of her entrance, and adjusting accordingly. She reacted well to being ‘fucked’ by a thicker appendage, but he was not outright simulating a human cock or its motions at this time. He planned something unique, to demonstrate he was capable of pleasing her without resorting to imitation. That was, somehow, rather important to him for this first interaction. <br><br>The appendage now within her writhed about slowly, exploring, and giving her time to adjust. It was, undoubtedly new to her. When he observed she seemed settled and relaxing into it, he proceeded to enlarge the girth of the intruding manipulator and allowing the chair’s vibrations to directly affect it as well. Only when he was certain this was well received did he implement the last stage of his plan, where hundreds more tiny ‘tongue’ sprung from the appendage to tease and ‘lick’ at her insides while it vibrated and gently undulated about. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>23-02-2015, 19:52:24</strong>
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				Tetra closed her eyes when Glitch responded. She was only faintly aware that his voice sounded nearer, it helped to create a more intimate atmosphere then the knowledge that she was surrounded by a sentient ship. <br><br>Her mouth opened on a silent cry and she arched her back when she felt something enter her. The feel of it writhing within her was amazing and unlike anything she'd felt before. Her hands moved down to grasp her breasts as she shuddered with the pleasure she was feeling. <br><br>The vibrations she could feel deep inside of her as that appendage seemed to explore and feel her everywhere inside with such an inhuman ability was able to wash everything from her mind but the sensations she was feeling. <br><br>She could already feel her climax approaching, but when those tongues began to work inside of her, heightening the delicious feelings that were already overwhelming her, Tetra screamed and bucked as she came. <br><br>The extent of pleasure that Glitch was giving her had her body breaking out in a sheen of glistening sweat. Her toes were curled as she writhed on the chair. Her nails were digging into the tender flesh of her breasts. She was beyond speech while Glitch toyed with her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>12-03-2015, 00:55:42</strong>
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				Tetra Screamed. He knew this was a good thing. He knew it from Drakes memories, from the reading in her body. Most of all Glitch knew it from the mild empathic ability he had, and the rush of euphoria that he felt from her. <br><br>He had not felt such things when she took that pill...perhaps it blocked something. But this blissful feeling that he had now, vicariously through Tetra, was the ‘best’ Glitch had ever felt. Ever. <br><br>He had traveled for hundreds of years, and never felt something like this from another being. No wonder Tetra said it was important for companionship. If humans could feel like this, it was surprising they got anything else done. <br><br>He continued to use the pleasing appendage within her, heightening and prolonging her pleasure as much as possible...for both of them. He made the intrusive manipulator a bit thicker, the small ‘tongues’ move a bit faster. Glitch did everything he could to keep them both feeling amazing. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>18-03-2015, 02:09:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch was taking no mercy on Tetra. Whatever he was using to pleasure her pussy wasn't stopping. To her amazement it grew thicker and the licking grew faster. Her back arched sharply before she bucked against the chair. He'd already ripped one orgasm from her, and&nbsp; his relentlessness tripped her into a second orgasm. <br><br>Tetra pushed herself up with her palms pressing against the chair. She was leaning back on her hands and pressing her cunt against the part of the chair that Glitch used to vibrate against her and fill her. <br><br>The sounds of her pleasure only grew louder as she ground her hips against the toy he made for her. She worked her body to feel it moving in and out of her. There was nothing else in her mind but to take every lick of pleasure she could. The fact that she was having sex with a sentient ship was knocked out of her head.<br><br>When she came again, her pussy felt so sensitive that she pulled her body back and away until he was outside of her. She didn't even look to see what he had used inside of her. Part of her didn't want to know. The other part of her was just too exhausted that she could only lay there with her eyes and legs closed. “Mercy, Glitch. Holy shit.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 04:40:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch was rewarded for his efforts with another of her orgasims; and that euforia spilled through the empathic link to further heighten what he felt through her. It was intoxicating. It was stunning, and it was beautiful. Glitch had not made such aesthetic observations before, and it seemed his time since encountering the humans was quite the catalyst for change within him - but beautiful was a very apt description for both the observation of Tetra as this moment, as well as the way he felt. <br><br>Tetra got more into it, pushing herself onto the pleasure appendage.&nbsp; It was interesting, as such actions were not required; he was quite content to do all the work for her. Somehow, however, he knew that her doing so was a good thing. Being involved made it mutual, and perhaps the two could be truly compatible, despite their clear differences.<br><br>When she came a third time, Tetra pushed herself up off the pleasure appendage, and begged for ‘mercy’. There was no pain or suffering to stop, but in a few seconds he figured out her meaning. Part of him did not want to stop...it was pleasure for both of them, and he’d never felt such before. But he complied, and withdrew all the changes to the chair, and let the chair mold itself around her again, easing her back to the most comfortable position. “Of course Tetra,” he state simply, again from behind her, instead of omnidirectional. <br><br>His dexterous manipulators reached in to fetch a blanket from her bed inside her cabin, and brought it out to her; quickly tucking the woman in. He knew from Drake that there could be ‘cuddling’ after intercourse, but at the moment, the chair, and a blanket were all he could offer. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>16-04-2015, 02:36:40</strong>
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				Tetra sighed heavily as the chair molded around her, comforting her tired body completely. Glitch's voice came from behind her, and it made her feel more of a sense of intimacy from him then when his voice came from all around. She liked it a lot. Her eyes were heavy and wouldn't open. She was asleep before the blanket covered her. <br><br>When she woke up hours later she was surprised to find the blanket on top of her. It made her smile. “Thank&nbsp; you, Glitch.” Her eyes went to the water and she pushed the blanket off of her, then made her way quickly to the body of water Glitch made for her. The feel of all that water around her was just as amazing as the first time. She swam in it for a bit, then went to stand under the waterfall.<br><br>When she moved to the edge of the pool she saw the tiny things it in that looked like plants and her hands went down to play with them even when she knew it was Glitch. It made her curious if Glitch could have fun in the water with her, and that led her to thinking about what the chair, what he had done to her last night.<br><br>“Glitch, did you feel anything when you were playing with me last night?” There was no tactful way she could ask if he felt joy or anything while he brought her so many orgasms. Perhaps he felt pride. She just didn't know, but she was interested in finding out. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>16-04-2015, 21:17:47</strong>
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				When she woke, she thanked him and made immediately fro the water. Curious, was it a desire to be clean, or just a way to wake up; like a morning shower that he recalled Drake enjoyed? She did not seem adverse to their actions during the ‘night’ as she put it, but instead just enjoying herself. Glitch found he focused on her, and her enjoyment - the barest trickle of which he could feel through her. <br><br>It was nothing compared to their prior activities. Sex, it seemed, was quite addicting. <br><br>She touched the small plant like tendrils he had formed in the base of the pool, and the asked the interesting question. He could not lie, and would have to reveal the empathic link at this point. He, oddly, felt another emotion...worry. How might she take this information?<br><br>Still, there was no avoiding it, and so he formed a speaking hole, just behind her. “Yes Tetra, I did. It was most...interesting and in fact distracting and quite pleasurable. We share an empathic bond ever since I restored you; thus I could generally sense your moods, and try to anticipate your needs. Last night, that link, or the sensations that came over it were much stronger. Much more intense. I’ve never felt anything remotely like it, but I find it was very enjoyable.”<br><br>He paused, and continued, “I also took some measure of...it might be similar to pride? Some sense of accomplishment from being able to please you. It was beautiful to witness and be a part of. I think I am starting to learn about your human sense of aesthetics, and how form of function and be an important, driving aspect of your life. It is extremely fascinating.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>10-05-2015, 18:33:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stilled when Glitch answered her. Tetra wasn't afraid of what he told her, though it did give her cause for a bit of concern. He said they had an empathic bond, and that he could feel a bit of what she felt. The part that particularly concerned her was that her emotions might be so new to him that he might want to overindulge to experience those feelings again. If he did that, it would make her into nothing more then a test animal. <br><br>Yet Glitch told her that he took pride in being able to please her, and she thought that his sense of pride might be able to temper the need to feel those emotions. He seemed to care about her happiness as far as she could tell. It was enough to make her feel safe enough, though she did have to address the situation. “Thank you for being honest with me, Glitch. I hope you understand that I feel the most pleasure with I am a willing participant.” She sighed. “That came out all wrong.” Why was she apologizing to a ship? “Just realize that if I say no, then it means I don't want it at that moment.”<br><br>She really didn't know how to address it further. Just thinking about it made her flustered. Tetra pushed it all away and made her way to her cabin. She got dressed in another black one piece, then made her way through the passageways and elevator back to the part of Glitch that held such a valuable piece of her ship. The cables laying all over the place were still a mess, and she began working again on cleaning them up and trying to figure out which ones still worked. “Have you given anymore thought as to how we'll make a flesh to hardware connection?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>22-05-2015, 00:53:05</strong>
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				Glitch processed her comments, and spent considerable time, nearly a full minute, processing her meaning. Finally, he believed he understood. “Tetra, I would like to ease your concern over the matter. It would not matter my motivations or wishes. With the empathic link, I would feel something of what you did, emotionally. I cannot, and would not traumatize myself by any unwanted act, and that is before ethical considerations come into play. We are now companions, and I shall look out for your best interests, in all things.”<br><br>She moved on to the interface that would connect him to her ship. “Yes Tetra, I have. I believe that I can construct various nodes that would accept electrical and light impulses. Of course the challenge would then be to translate those signals into something meaningful to both myself and your ship. I believe at first I will have to do this, as you call it, manually - every signal being translated by me to and from your computer. However, once I am more familiar with its, I believe you call it software, we can refine things. It will take some time at first, perhaps several seconds per instruction, but the hardware connection itself should post no difficulty.” <br><br>Glitch watched her work, and decided that he found her, even as she was in the loose jumpsuit, aesthetically pleasing. He did wish to help her, to ensure her happiness, but he also found some measure of...joy was it? just from observing her work. <br><br>“Tetra, since last night, I have also pondered how next to please you...when you deem it appropriate of course. As such, could you please state any sexual preferences you have, so that I can better fulfill your needs?” It never dawned on him that this might be an odd, and rather personal question to blurt out while someone was trying to work. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>22-05-2015, 05:40:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra smiled a bit when Glitch told her he would look out for her best interest in all things. “I didn't realize you were created with a sense of ethics. I know that this whole situation is new to the both of us. I'm not saying that you'll hurt me. I just wanted to let you know what might hurt me.” She thought back to the vat of goo she had awaken in and it made her cringe inside. She didn't want to end up in one of those things again. <br><br>He talked about how he would learn to communicate with her computer and it had her walking over to the computer and rubbing the side of it with her hand. “Just be polite to her. Don't overload her senses. No matter what, do not smack her. That is only for when she isn't working right, and then its my job.”&nbsp; She was aware that her computer didn't have feelings, but it was something she'd relied on for a long time. It was almost as good as a companion to her, or a pet, if the concept of a pet wasn't so foreign to her. <br><br>She started to clean up her tools and organize them again since she was pretty sure there was nothing else she could do until Glitch made the connection with her computer. What he asked her set Tetra on her ass as she looked around the room in wonder. Glitch wanted to know how to make her orgasm again, and he wanted to know what she liked. “Umm.” Her thumb came to her mouth and she started to chew on her nail. <br><br>“Okay, I can realize that you knowing would maybe be a good thing.” She said after a few moments. Her forehead was creased as she tried to think of what to say, or even how to say it. “That is really just a broad scope. I'm not saying I don't look forward to you pleasuring me again. Its just...” Her cheeks were on fire from blushing so hard. Tetra fanned her face with her hand, then tried to explain it the only way she could see how at the moment. “I like the shape of a dick.” Wow, that sounded crude.&nbsp; She felt like she was going to die of embarrassment. “Um, inside me where you were inside me last night. And in other places.”<br><br>This was just way to flustering and embarrassing. Tetra stood up and headed back to her space that Glitch had made her. “Do you know how hard that is to answer?” She knew he followed her as she walked, so she was able to speak anywhere. “Well, do you know how humans procreate, or have sex? Isn't that a good step?” She'd made it back to her cabin. She had the auxiliary computer make her a strong alcoholic drink and helped herself to half of the glass just to ease the jitters she was feeling. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>25-05-2015, 15:52:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch listened to Tetra, and noted how she responded. Not just words, but the elevated pulse, flushed face, and other physiological responses. He checked with his observations of before, and the voice of a dead man constantly in his brain and deduced she was not again arouse - but instead embarrassed. Interesting. <br><br>Finally Tetra procured herself a drink and seemed to pause. A good place for his reaction to her words. Glitch felt he was mastering the art of conversation, and took some pride in that. He positioned a speaking tool, at the end of one of his dexterous manipulators, hidden from her view but close enough she could hear easily - as if someone where in the same room. <br><br>“I notice that you are uncomfortable Tetra. I find that strange. There is no cause for embarrassment between us Tetra. I have observed you for every moment since I took your ship on board. I have repaired your body, and now also pleased you. The concept of human modesty, I must say, is one of the more perplexing things about humanity I’ve yet contemplated. I believe if we can both be totally honest about everything at all times, then we will work together better in all things - from wiring up computers to achieving your orgasms.” <br><br>“However, with what you’ve stated, I believe I am on the way to developing methods to suit you. Please let me know when you wish to experiance them.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>27-05-2015, 01:36:15</strong>
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				Tetra heard Glitch's voice again, but it was so close to her now that it caused her to jump, then curse when she spilled a bit of her drink onto her jumpsuit. She started wiping off her jumpsuit as she listened to him, then set about ordering another drink just from what he said. She was struggling with how to answer him as she pulled down the top part of her jumpsuit to her waist and tied the arms at the front of her belly. The white tank top she wore didn't bear the mark of her spilled drink. <br><br>Glitch said to let him know when she wanted to experience what he had made to pleasure her and it had Tetra downing her second glass. She cleared her throat as she slipped out of her shoes. “It just isn't that easy to talk about how I like to be fucked, Glitch. Most people just go at it until they find things that work.” She realized how flawed that was when she said it. Tetra knew that she'd have a better time with sex if whatever partner she had was told by her on what she specifically liked.<br><br>Though thinking it and saying it were two separate things. Tetra ordered up a plate of food and took it to her chair. She crossed her feet and sat down before she started eating. There was a resigned, almost pained look on her face when she haltingly tried to expand on her likes. “I, um, well, its fun to feel restrained sometimes during sex.” Her cheeks flamed and she started in on her third glass. She couldn't believe she was talking to a spaceship about sex. “Vaginal intercourse is always the preferred way, but anal is nice.” Her glass became empty and she suddenly needed another refill. “Do you need to know more?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 16:50:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch listened, and observed her. He found it strange how clearly disturbed by the topic she seemed. He had memories, from Drake, of her saying what the man considered to be rather erotic and ‘dirty’ or ‘naughty’ things. Clearly he did not understand as much as mere memories might suggest. <br><br>She drank, and ordered up a meal. He was still working on how to provide her with meals she would enjoy. Providing sustenance - that was easy. Developing something that she might enjoy was much harder. Apparently as challenging as discussing sexual gratification with humans. He words did, however, confirm one deduction he had. Her enjoyment and preferences in the matter had little to nothing to do with procreation. <br><br>On the completion of her third drink, Glitch responded. “No Tetra, I believe I will take your advice and learn as we go from here. Thank you.” He paused a moment before addressing the drinking. “I am sorry to make you uncomfortable Tetra. That is the opposite of my goals. You should feel safe and comfortable at all times. I understand your beverage is a recreational indulgence, but it seems you are using it for other purposes tonight. I have yet to duplicate such beverages, so you may wish to conserve. I can, however, synthesize other compounds that are apparently recreational indulgences with humans as well...though it is all, they all seem harmful in some way. Why do humans knowingly ingest poison?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>31-05-2015, 04:40:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra snorted when Glitch said he didn't mean to make her uncomfortable. She knew that. She didn't think that Glitch sought to embarrass her, merely that he was seeking more information. It was silly that considering her past, she should be embarrassed by talking about sex. <br><br>She grinned and looked up and around the room since she had no point of reference for where his voice came from. “I'll have you know that I'm using this beverage exactly as it is intended. Its making me feel better already. Though I suppose I will have to take it easy since you can't make it, which I find very unsettling. Can't you do everything?”<br><br>Tetra started eating more of her food and thought about what Glitch said of humans ingesting poison. “Well, its only deadly if you take it to the extremes. And humans are not known for always doing the smart thing. What we do, we do it with hart, and we are damned good at it.” Her ears perked when she realized he said he could make other recreational indulgences. “Just what else can you make?”<br><br>She polished off her food, but didn't go back for another drink. When she held the dish up for Glitch to take, Her hand lashed out and her fingers curled around the tentacle before he could retreat fully. She took it in both of her hands and tilted her head to the side. “It would be nice if this was like a hand and could hold mine. It would be nice if your voice came from one direction, too.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>01-06-2015, 15:10:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He listened and processed her response. If by doing things with heart, and being good at it meant reacting emotionally vs. logically, he seemed to agree with her assessment of humanity - at least from his limited observations. <br><br>“I can create the molecule you know as alcohol. I have yet to re-create anything approaching the aesthetic qualities of the solution you drink. Other compounds are more direct. In fact I believe I could create most any chemical compound that is naturally made, and perhaps a few of those that are processed from natural materials. It seems ‘stims’ and ‘weed’ as Drake recalls are all plant based, and should I get a sample, should prove little difficulty.” <br><br>When Tetra grabbed his manipulator, it froze. She spoke of hands to hold her and a more common delivery of his voice. As it turned out, he had been crafting a hand facsimile and it seemed that now would be the time to try it. <br><br>Another manipulator grew out of the grass outside the Shrike and made its way into her cabin. He had little idea of how to announce it’s presence, but an impulse came to him from Drake. Glitch knew for sure who’s idea it was, but followed the dead man’s advice anyway. <br><br>Glitch pinched her ass. <br><br>“I have been working on such things, and while not optimal for gripping, human hands are at least suitable to the task.” The hand slid up to hold hers, and he hoped she liked it. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>04-06-2015, 02:37:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Tetra's eyebrows rose when Glitch began telling her of the things he could create for her. He'd need to work on the alcohol. She wasn't a big drinker, but if she was stuck on the ship with him for as long as she was thinking, it was going to be needed every once in a while. Already she felt more relaxed from the little bit she had drunk. <br><br>Trying anything else he said he could make was going to take a bit more trust on her part. It was all well and good that he was super smart and didn't mean her harm, but she'd had to have a bad effect to what he concocted for her. <br><br>She felt something pinch her ass and she squeaked before turning to see what had done it. It made her smile to see he had made a hand. When his hand slipped into hers, her smile grew brighter and she let go of the manipulator she had been holding. <br><br>Tetra lay back on the chair and took her time looking at the hand, at Glitch's hand. Her fingers trailed over his fingers. It was disconcerting to see a hand with no human arm attached, so she closed her eyes. “I like it very much. Can it feel?” She brought the hand up to her face and cupped her cheek with it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>06-06-2015, 19:35:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He took pride in the fact she liked the hand, and as she went to the chair, she held it, explored it with her fingers and even cupped the new hand to her face. “Yes Tetra, it can feel.” He paused a moment, considering her worry over that issue. <br><br>“I believe it pleases humans to be thought of. Noticed, and ‘on someone’s mind’. If that is so, you may be pleased to know you are constantly in my awareness more than any other being has been since I was damaged. Perhaps more so. Every step, every breath, everything you do, I am aware of via multiple senses - but it goes much further than that. It is difficult to explain. I can maintain, regulate, analyze, design and build many things at once without issue, all while calculating the various needs of space travel. But never in my existence has one being, or object consumed so much of my attention. I would call it distracting, except that I find I enjoy thinking of you, being aware of you and all you do more than any other task my mind could be set to. It is most interesting.” <br><br>Glitch observed her, across many spectrums, but found that, for the moment, the new hand touching her face was the most interesting, despite the fact it provided the least data. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>06-06-2015, 22:34:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra was caught between grinning and grimacing at the revelation that Glitch had given her. There were so many ways she could take what he had said. If she looked at him like an unfeeling machine then it would seem that his obsession with her would lead to a lot of trouble in the future, and it could potentially harm her. <br><br>Yet Glitch was unlike any machine she'd ever interacted with before. Whoever had made him had given him a little extra something. If she were honest with herself, she would admit that she knew men who were less caring then Glitch was. He had gone the extra mile to heal her, make her comfortable, and take care of her. He even volunteered himself to her mission of freeing slaves. <br><br>It left her in a quandary because she had absolutely no idea how to express her gratitude to a man who was not exactly a man. Her hands wrapped his hand lightly around her neck before she ran her fingers through her long, blond hair. She came to a decision on how she would go forward with him. It was a bit surprising that she was thinking of Glitch as a him now, not an 'it'. <br><br>Tetra leaned up, making sure that his hand stayed on her neck, and quickly removed her jumpsuit and shoes. It left her in the white tank top and her white panties. She rested on her knees on the chair he'd made for her and lifted her fingertips to trace over the back of Glitch's hand. “Since I seem to be on your mind so much, I'm inviting you to use your hand to touch me. I won't stop you. This is purely about you learning the feel of me. Well, mostly about that.” Her lips turned up in a smile, and she wondered if he was only able to make the one hand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>18-06-2015, 01:38:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stripped from her flight suit after having placed the hand around her neck. Odd position for that, but Glitch merely noted it as he observed her. <br><br>How she arranged herself, and kept the newly made hand there sparked something in him, or more likely, the memory of Drake, as she told him what this was about. He recalled the man’s desire when she was like this. Kneeling behind her, running his hands over her body at will. Those nights started off sensual, but tended to evolve into the more wild and forceful sexual encounters. <br><br>Glitch had already anticipated the need for more human hands, and in fact had considered replacing the ends of all his dexterous manipulators that she might encounter with them. He brought the second one to her, and caressed her shoulder, while the original continued to lightly hold her throat. <br><br>That roaming hand went down her arm, and over her hip, down her leg, and then slid back up the inside, fingers lightly brushing the softer skin until they lightly ran over her white cotton clad pussy. He knew she enjoyed that term more than any other for her reproductive organs, and as he touched her, he recalled so much more. <br><br>Two more hands, just grown for this came up from the floor and began to explore her as well. He even made them ‘right’ and ‘left’ two of each now touching her body. Up her stomach to her breasts, instinctively cupped and held. One hand met hers, and interlaced fingers, offering a reassuring squeeze. <br><br>She said it was about learning the feel of her, but what it really did was ignite the memories, the needs, and the comfortable habit of her. He wanted to seduce her into the wild, rough fucking he knew, he remembered, she liked. Glitch wanted to make Tetra scream out in ecstasy. <br><br>Hands came up, more demanding, more of a claiming grab than an exploring light touch. hands grabbed her tits and squeezed. Thumbs and forefingers pinching her nipples. He knew she enjoyed this with Drake, and a the moment the line between Drake and Glitch was blurred. He should be worried about that, but he wasn’t. He was driven to this. <br><br>“Touching you bring up urges Tetra. They are quite strong.” His hands continued to roam, all but the one on her neck. That stayed there. An urge he could not suppress rose to his mind, overriding all sense. A phrase the human male used at times like this, and though he did not understand the allure, he could not help it. <br><br>In a more gruff, whispered voice from behind her, Glitch said, “Tell me to fuck you Tetra.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>18-06-2015, 23:55:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra closed her eyes when Glitch brought another hand to caress her shoulder. She simply let herself feel what he was doing. When his hand moved down her body, she couldn't help the shiver of delight at feeling the intimate touch. Tetra's lips parted and her heart beat faster when his fingers brushed over her panties. <br><br>More hands touched her body, and she couldn't stop her gasp when they cupped and held her breasts. Another hand held hers and she squeezed that hand tightly, then brought her other hand to hold it as well so she would have something to ground her. <br><br>His hands became more forceful, and the way they squeezed her breasts had desire shooting right between her thighs. When he pinched her nipples she grew wet. She forgot all about him not being a human male. With her eyes closed, even though there were more then two hands, she felt like she was being seduced by a living, breathing man. <br><br>She moved her hand to rest over the hand that was cupping her pussy. She pressed that hand hard against her when Glitch spoke. Tetra guided his hand cup just enough to slip down beneath her panties, then guided him back to cupping her pussy. Her panties were wet against the back of her hand. She urged one of his fingers inside of her and started rocking her hips against it. <br><br>Hearing that gruff whisper from Glitch, full of need, tore away any reservations she might have had. She wanted what he could give her too much. She licked her lips, then whispered back to him. “Fuck me, Glitch.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>24-06-2015, 00:25:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch could not have been more proud in that moment. He had used Drakes memories to elicit the desired response from her - but she remembered that he was not Drake. She did not have the hallucinogen in her system this time, so but also she did not lie to herself. He found this rather encouraging. <br><br>He also knew he relied on filtering his actions through Drake’s memories. While it took no more noticeable time to do so, it did not feel...genuine. He wondered what it might be like to have even greater access to Drake. To fully incorporate what was left of him. In an uncharacteristically hasty decision, Glitch did just that...dumping Drakes memories into his own main memory center - forever combining the two. <br><br>He did not feel immediately different, and so resumed his focus on Tetra, who he was still exploring, roughly with his many hands. She had guided his hand beneath her panties and urged that he slip a finger inside her. He fingered her like he knew, really knew now, she liked, while yet more hands joined in touching her, a total of ten now. <br><br>Hands held her neck, her arms, and her breasts. He slid his finger in and out of her wet sex, and another hand slipped behind to probe at her ass. Not being human, he could generate a lubricating fluid from the skin, and press into her gently, even as the hand on her pussy grew more forceful. <br><br>As he was probing and groping her body, Glitch did feel something different. Awe and...something more. Beyond the intense desire to see her pleased, and well beyond the desire to share in her physical pleasure. He felt...love. That seldom expressed pure love Drake had for Tetra had passed to him. <br><br>As he looked at her, getting manhandled by something decidedly not of man, and saw her in several spectrums....Glitch knew she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever encountered, and would gladly give himself to keep her safe....again. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>24-06-2015, 04:21:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra's lips parted, her eyes opened, and she gasped. Glitch was working his finger in her perfectly and it had her bucking her hips against his hand. She had no idea where he had picked up some techniques, but she was glad she wasn't standing. She wasn't sure she'd be able to continue standing with his hands on her. <br><br>Even seeing his hands attached to those tentacles did not ruin the pleasure she was feeling. It was so very different from everything she'd known, but with that line of thinking, she realized that Glitch could do things a normal man could not. She didn't want to keep her eyes closed anymore either. She wanted to enjoy all of what they were doing, and not taint the memory by thinking it was something it was not. <br><br>His hand was firmly on her neck, but not squeezing her throat. She felt steadied by his grip. He held her arms, though she was sure she could move if she pulled away. His hands roughly cupped her full breasts. They grew heavy and warm from her nipples scraping over his palms. <br><br>Tetra felt his hand slip under her panties, over her ass. His finger pressed into her asshole and she jumped and gasped louder. It felt amazing to have his finger working her pussy, another finger pumping in her ass, and more hands restraining her. <br><br>He was working her up to a feverish pitch and she wanted her clothes off of her badly, but she couldn't get the words out of her mouth. Tetra was only able to kneel there and take what he was doing to her body. His rhythm quickened and her orgasm crested as she cried out. It seemed to go on and on, because he kept wringing her pleasure from her. <br><br>When she was finally able to breath, to speak, her voice was breathy and low. “Glitch, I need you to fill me. All of me. I need more then a finger.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>26-06-2015, 01:16:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Orgasm ripped through the human woman, and via her, Glitch experienced pleasure. More, he felt ever more connected to her. He felt...passion. He kept his actions going until she spoke, asking for more. <br><br>Fill her. All of her. How perfectly Tetra, and what humans would consider obscene. He, of course, passed no judgement on the issue, other than to enjoy her words, and her mood, and the pleasure she experienced. “Of course Tetra.” He responded smoothly. <br><br>The chair she was kneeling on was the same as had been their sexual encounter the night before. The ‘cock’ (as he knew that was her preferred word for the male sexual organ) facsimile was still ready there, and required but a few simple changes. He also brought down another, dexterous manipulator, this time without a hand, and allowed it to change places with the finger inside her ass. <br><br>Glitch sensed her desire to be nude, and so assisted her. Lifting her shirt off was was easy, given the multitude of hands available. Her panties, which he did not wish to damage, were another matter. As the many hands tossed the shirt away and grabbed at her again, he said, “Tetra. Please remain relaxed.” His warned preceded hands and other manipulators, one wrapping around her stomach, taking a firm hold and then lifting her into the air. Once aloft, two hands pulled the panties down and off her legs, and more hands and tentacles reached out to hold her, suspended in the air. <br><br>She could move, squirm, and writhe about as she wished, in three dimensions. He provided resistance, but allowed movement, and kept her hoisted above her chair. <br><br>The would be cock was ready, and emerged from her chair below on a thicker, more muscular tether. It made its way up, between her legs and pressed into her pussy, sinking deep into his human companion. The omi-flexible limb in her ass wiggled and withdrew, pushing back in in sync with the much larger construct he’d made for her pussy. Both were gripped tight by her body as he made sure she felt as amazing as humanly possible. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>26-06-2015, 20:27:27</strong>
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				Tetra gasped as the finger pulled out of her ass and she felt something much bigger replace it. She was panting as she forced herself to relax and let her body adjust against the bigger size. She was so centered on that thick appendage in her ass when Glitch removed her shirt she parted with it without a thought. <br><br>He told her to remain relaxed and she was confused, though she nodded. The feeling of that big appendage in her tight rear hole was good now that she was used to the size of it. She felt like pushing back against it to feel it moving inside of her, but her chance was gone when hands took hold of her arms and legs, and one of Glitch's tentacles wrapped around her stomach. <br><br>She looked down as he removed her panties and her eyes widened. She could see the toy that her chair had made again. It was so alien to her, the way that it emerged from the chair. She couldn't take her eyes off of it though as it slowly rose between her legs. Tetra's head tilted back and her eyes closed as it pushed inside of her, filling her so completely. <br><br>Tetra was whimpering when both cocks started moving inside of her. It was so different to be suspended in the air that she couldn't help but squirm and writhe with each movement. She'd never felt so helpless and so filled before in her life. She had no idea she was so kinky either, because it only served to heighten her pleasure.<br><br>Those cocks filling her, stuffing her, making her look down her body to see what she could tripped her into another orgasm that had her struggling against the hands holding her body. The ecstasy was so intense that she screamed as she bucked and writhed. Glitch was drowning her in euphoria and she lost sight of everything but what he was making her feel. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>12-07-2015, 16:20:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch kept Tetra suspended in the air, and continued to fuck both her tight holes until he could sense the woman was spent. When he felt her pleasure wane, and begin to ebb toward raw sensitivity. He could feel it from her, and so he stopped, and lowered what he perceived to be a barely conscious tetra back to her chair. <br><br>Glitch reduced the side of the appendages in her ass and pussy, but did not remove them entirely. Instead they also secreted a the same viscous healing fluid that she had woken up in when he had to repair her. He wished no harm, and for her to wake fully pleased. <br><br>He grew a warm, fur blanket out of the side of the chair, and it wrapped itself over her, hugging her close and keeping her warm. The ceiling was opened up and the lights dimmed so when she woke, it would be to her stars. With his appendages still inside her, perhaps she would wish for what Drake had referred to as a ‘morning quicky’ - or perhaps should would not. But with the regenerative fluids deposited inside her, he felt confident she would wake refreshed and free of any aches and pains. <br><br>As he observed her, Glitch found he enjoyed this intimacy as well. Holding her, in his own ways was, and had been wonderful. He focused on that with a great deal of his attention, even as he worked elsewhere, learning about her computer. He had eyes and hands in the computer core room, working over the system to learn how to interface with it directly. By the time she woke, he would be ready to attempt such a connection. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>12-07-2015, 23:54:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra was barely conscious when Glitch lowered her back onto her chair. She murmured sleepily to him, “Thank you.”, when he reduced the size of the toys inside of her. She liked that he kept them in her. It felt more intimate. That was something that she needed since he didn't really have a body. <br><br>She yawned loudly and rolled onto her side before falling asleep. When she woke up she was cocooned in what felt like a fur blanket. She could only assume it was fur, since she had never felt one before but had read about it. Her eyes opened and she smiled at the open doom that showed her the stars. “Morning Glitch. How did you, um, rest?”<br><br>Tetra wanted to slip into the cool pool of water that Glitch had made for her, but she didn't want to move just yet. She didn't want to walk away from that feeling of him inside of her. She felt invigorated though. In fact, she felt amazing. Better then she had in some time. <br><br>“Make any discoveries while I slept?” She grinned up at the dome as she pushed the blanket off of her and stretched out on her back. Her hips were turned slightly on their side to not disturb the part of him in&nbsp; her rear. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>15-07-2015, 01:22:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Good Morning Tetra,” he responded. He was silent for a moment at her question, unsure how to answer. To state simply he didn’t rest, ever, or point out that he enjoyed watching her and feeling her through the chair, the fur blanket and the appendages inside her. Or did he make ‘small talk’ with her? <br><br>“I past the evening well. Thank you.” He decided that was appropriate enough. <br><br>He enjoyed watching, and feeling, her move in the morning. Stretching out, and appearing refreshed and relaxed. She asked about any discoveries, and tossed off the blanket. He rolled the blanket up to one side of her chair, or rather it rolled itself, as it was still attached and part of both the chair and him. <br><br>He moved the chair to best suit her, sitting up and making room below her for the tentacle in her ass to not be a disturbance at all. the larger appendage was still inside her pussy as well, and she seemed pleased to have them there, so he made no motion to change that. A simple embrace, unique to them and their situation. Glitch decided he really enjoyed that. <br><br>“Actually Tetra, I have. I spent considerable time utilizing your computer in the same manner humans do - with manual inputs and observing results within your visible spectrum from the display. As such, I have learned of the ‘protocols’ it uses, and have begun to configure links to my own biology to accept that. I have also manufactured an interface that I believe will work - though I would like your input on it before it is tested. We cannot risk harm to your computer, else we will never be able to navigate between stars.”<br><br>&nbsp;He paused, and realized he didn’t ask her how she slept. That seemed the polite thing to do, and so he corrected this oversight. “How did you sleep?” The question came out only a little awkwardly, a vast improvement for him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>17-07-2015, 19:05:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra smiled when Glitch answered her. He replied in such a way that it made him seem like less of a machine and more of a human.&nbsp; He did it to make her feel comfortable and she was thankful for that. She looked with interest as the blanket rolled up into the chair. Tetra was sure that this was her most favorite chair ever. It offered a lot. <br><br>She relaxed into the chair when he adjusted it and the tentacle in her rear. While he talked she parted her legs and looked at the part of him that was buried in her pussy. Her hand moved along it, then gripped it as she moved it within her slowly, feeling it deep inside of her. When she processed what he said she stopped and looked up.<br><br>“You have it done already?” She was surprised and pleased that he had worked so quickly. He asked her how she slept and she grinned. “I slept wonderfully. Now its time to get to work.” She got up on her knees and slowly pulled the tentacles out of her, then hopped up and took off towards her cabin. “Let me take a quick shower, then we can take a look at what you got.”<br><br>It would have been nice to enjoy the pool of water but it would have to wait. Her solar shower was much more efficient and faster, and she was finished in seconds. She pulled on an olive green jumpsuit and tied it around her waist, then slipped on a black tank top. There was no need for underwear, and it would just take more time. <br><br>When she left her cabin she made the way to where her computer was. “You need to start working on extra living quarters for the slaves we rescue. I'll need to see those as well to make sure they are acceptable. And we need to figure out the food situation, since not only will my food processor not last forever, but it also won't feed a multitude of people.”<br><br>Tetra stepped into the 'brain room' and put her hands on her hips as she looked around. “Show me what you've got.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>22-07-2015, 02:58:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch felt a...loss...as she pulled away from the appendages he had used to pleasure her. Touching her seemed...more important.&nbsp; More...perhaps intimate? He said nothing however, but was pleased by her apparent comfort with the situation. She did not recoil from the appearance of his implements any longer. <br><br>She cleansed herself with the sonic shower and dressed. these seemed to be a ritual, more than anything to him. She didn’t require clothes, not from a purely environmental aspect, but it didn't’ seem to matter to humans. Unless they were cleansing or copulating they preferred clothing. It seemed to go with the mood, or mindset they adopted. She was now ‘ready to work, and making observations in that capacity. <br><br>“Space is something I have a fair amount of, though I’m still working on concepts for armament, and judging from your ship's computer, it seems weaponry can take up a lot of internal volume - thus I have given research priority to that, after navigation repairs of course. I have already begun food synthesizing research. I can supply substances for your nutritional requirements, but I am certain it does not yet meet with your aesthetic preferences.”<br><br>He tuned his internal walls to seem that his voice followed her at a consistent distance, instead of the omni-directional method he had used before. She seemed more relaxed, and so he decided it was a good adjustment. <br><br>Once in the main computer core, she could see several adjustments he had made. instead of dead tissues, the room was covered in a grey metal. “I have increased the armor in and around this room significantly, based on the types of weapons we are likely to encounter. A combinations of resistive, reflective and ablative armor types are being worked into my entire structure. This however, takes a rather large drain on resources and energy. We will have to absorb much of this asteroid belt for raw materials before we will be ready for active operations.” <br><br>Additionally the Shrike’s computer was very well secured in all directions by what she might consider thicker metallic tentacles, protecting the valuable resource from being shaken, knocked over or otherwise disturbed. “I have redundant energy feeds coming it your computer Tetra, as well as several structural precautions. What remains is to connect to it. I believe I have come up with as close to a bio-mechanical solutions as I can produce, but it will require more...’programming of the protocol interface’ I believe the terms are, before it is fully functional.”<br><br>Several of his hands on the ends of manipulators were evident about the room, but remained pulled back, giving her space. “I have provided a diagram, signal strength and rates, and other data for you. While your computer has a fair amount of information, it is lacking in details about its own operation. Thus I will need you to program this ‘protocol’.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>25-07-2015, 20:22:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra's upper lip curled when Glitch said he had begun to synthesize food. “I think I'd rather try a bit of it before my food runs out, so I can panic early on if it tastes horrible and looks even worse.” She really hoped it did not look like some kind of cream of cow. The thought made her shudder slightly. <br><br>She noticed what he had done with his voice and the way it followed her. It did make her feel more comfortable. She was surprised with how well she was taking everything. She'd had sex with a ship last night and was entering into an enterprise of freeing slaves with him. It had to be one of the weirdest things that had ever happened to her. <br><br>Tetra was impressed by the changes she could see in the main computer core. She moved to the wall and ran her hand along the gray metal. The entire place looked more machine then the inside of a living being and it made her feel much more at ease.&nbsp; Her brow arched when he told her how well he had reinforced the room. “Are you already working on munching the asteroid belt? There was a lot of it the last time I was out there.”<br><br>Tetra walked over to where her computer was suspended. She touched the tentacles that held it in place, testing for herself to make sure it was all stable. She nodded at what Glitch was telling her. He seemed to have taken every precaution to make sure the computer would be well protected and kept in place, especially since the room she was in was never originally meant to hold such a thing. <br><br>After raising her arms over her head and stretching her body from toes to fingertips, she stepped up to her computer interface and got ready for a lot of work. “All right. Let's do it.” She hunkered in to work with Glitch for hours in order to make him be able to interface with her computer. <br><br>By the time she was finished her back was aching, her fingers were cramped and she was yawning. “Do you think we got it all?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>07-08-2015, 03:41:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch watched her work, fascinated by the things she typed on the screen. It seemed ‘programing’ was writing specific words, in an odd syntax, to achieve specific results, often calling other parts of the words, and ‘variables’. It was quite interesting. Very different than his own operation. Of course his lost navigation and communication computers were as much, if not more, a mystery to him as the Shrike’s. They had been components that simply ‘worked’ and he was not required to understand their inner mechanics. Perhaps that was a mistake his people made. Maybe he could fix them if he knew more....<br><br>“Indeed I have begun converting the asteroid material, but it will take some time due to mass, distance and the energy required. Metals are easy to extract, but a drain to process and refine. Fortunately there is a lot of water in these asteroids as well, which will be required in great quantities.” <br><br>He felt he had a grasp of the principles of her work by the end of it, but still no idea how to replicate or do the work. He was totally reliant on her for any programming needs, and likely mechanical repairs. This did not bother him, in fact it seemed...a relief. He had a partner that he could depend on, and that felt...good. <br><br>When she sat up, he could feel, and otherwise observe her discomfort. Hands descended from the ceiling and began to massage her back. “I am not certain I followed everything you programmed, but I think each technical issue was addressed. It is certainly time to try.” More hands on the ends of manipulators descended and grabbed the connection he had made; and without any typical human ceremony or even a ‘here we go’ he plugged it into the computer. <br><br>Silence followed. <br><br>A few seconds later Glitch remarked simply, “Interesting.” <br><br>A few more silent seconds later, “I believe...yes I think it is working. Accessing the computer data is rather...raw. Cold. Without reference. It simply is. The format of your files are not at all like I am used to processing. It will take some time to acclimate to the data. But this is much, much faster than using the manual method you do. Still...I am not sure I can recommend it as ‘better’.” <br><br>He processed everything he could, as fast as he could from her computer, the data connection maxed out for several hours. Weapons, history, star charts, political organizations, food recipes, pornography, communications, ship operations (for a ship that was no longer) ...anything and everything he absorbed as fast as he could, getting used to how the data felt, and how he could transmit instructions back. <br><br>Six hours, fourteen minutes and seven seconds later, Glitch announced he had something for Tetra to see, calling her back to the computer room. On the display was an image of him, the massive alien living ship that he was. Before her eyes the image morphed from the slick, graceful lines of an organic being to more severe, hard angles, bristling with weapons. Diagrams of those weapons popped out in sub areas of the screen. High energy beams, like the kind that had harmed him, but also projectiles that carried corrosive organisms that would literally eat metal...be it a ship's hull or the iron in the blood human beings. “With the aid of your computer, I believe I have made plans sufficient to enter combat against the ships of our enemies. I would like to test these before engaging in full combat, but should the designs prove as efficient as I believe, I estimate we can decimate the entire Earth Alliance Navy within 2 standard Earth years. Liberate all of the planets you have identified in just under four years. I estimate approximately 1.4 billion lives lost, with 2.7 billion freed; after factoring in the likelihood of retaliation against the slaves themselves once it proves to be ineffective to attack us directly.”<br><br>After having so casually spoken of the partial genocide of humanity, Glitch paused. “Do you approve of the designs Tetra? I must say, I now quite fully understand and support your motivation to free the slaves. How your species can mistreat it’s own members is...unacceptable. Never in my travels have I encountered such cruelty. It should be stopped.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>07-08-2015, 05:56:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra raised an eyebrow as she considered just how much time it would take for Glitch to process the huge asteroid field she had seen outside of the ship. Though she realized it had to be done. Time had to be allowed for it. She couldn't run a ship on empty and Glitch was no different, even if he was much more then a ship. <br><br>When his hands came down to massage her back she groaned and leaned in to his touch. Even while she relaxed to his massaging hands she watch him when he connected to her computer. She smiled when he said “interesting”. When he said it was working she breathed a sigh of relief. “If you have questions or need verifications, I am here to help.”<br><br>While he was processing everything she made her way back to her atrium and went into her cabin. She spent a bit cleaning up. The place was a mess. Tetra helped herself to another meal and left the plate outside of her cabin for Glitch to process. She didn't bother him while he worked. She was sure he could have still held a conversation with her but she didn't want to tax him. She spend the rest of her spare time walking in the grass and enjoying the haven he had made for her. <br><br>When he called her back to the computer room she wasted no time in meeting him there. She was anticipating whatever news he had for her. Seeing the customized image of him on the screen had her moving forward and touching the image. She smiled, being very happy that he would be able to outfit his weapons so well. It would be needed. <br><br>Though when Glitch started talking she took a step back and crossed her arms. Her expression grew darker and darker. She was very disturbed by what he said. “Lets get something straight, Glitch. Our mission is to save lives, to free the slaves. It is not to kill humanity. Yes, some will die if it is necessary in our mission. I need you to get it through your metal brain that we are not waging war. There will be no mass killings. There will be no mass extermination. That is not the way we make the universe better!”<br><br>Her lips were pursed when he talked about the cruelty of her people. She ran her hands through her hair until it was a mess. “Glitch, pull up the historical documents of the beginning of the United States of America on the planet Earth and look at the first, say five presidents. Study the constitution that they implemented. Note their value on all life. When you have done that, then we can continue this discussion again.”<br><br>With that, Tetra left the computer room and went back to her cabin where she sat on her bed and hoped that Glitch would learn that even though people could be cruel it was not the majority of people that were like that. There were many shinning moments in human history to show that they were able to rise above the cruelty of others and make a difference.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>08-08-2015, 03:01:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch was confused by her reaction. She seemed pleased with his design, but not the logical conclusion of what would happen when such a form was put to its most efficient use. Still, he listened, and he re-viewed the data she suggested. He took his time processing it, analyzing it for anything he might have missed. He took nearly a full minute. <br><br>“Tetra, I fear you have misinterpreted my intent. I have no desire or drive to wage war. War is a most...unsettling...concept. One I did not have until about 45 minutes ago. One might say it is traumatizing. However, the blatant mistreatment of fellow humans seems a worse extension of this. The projections I gave were based on the information you have on the forces likely to respond to an incursion into human controlled space of a vessel of this size. to survive such a response, I designed a form that I could defend myself with. This defense will result in greater hostility toward us. I fear that by using me to free the slave, you lose the element of surprise and stealth. I am...somewhat noticeable.” <br><br>A short pause. “Is this an appropriate time for a joke about my ass being too big? Several entertainment videos were present on the computer, some with comedians. Humor seems to be rather important.” <br><br>“Perhaps we should consider an alternate overall strategy for this mission, if the direct approach will yield too great a “Butcher's Bill”, I believe the expression is. A grim turn of phrase, if I understand it correctly. <br><br>“I should tell you Tetra. I abhor violence. Self defense is one thing, protection of kin is one thing, but purposefully seeking out situations that are likely to escalate to violence is...foreign to me. I am an explorer. However, given the data, Humanity cannot be peacefully explored. As a people you conquer expand without thought to other species. Individuals seem to be quite caring, but as a race quite brutal. I find this odd, and distressing. I would not do this, except for you. I possess Drakes drive to see it done, but far more, I promised you. I made a deal. Had I not done so, I would argue to transport you far from here, and find a place where we were not disruptive and could resume exploring. You’d seen more of the galaxy than the rest of your race combined.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>08-08-2015, 04:55:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra fell off of her bed when she heard Glitch's voice in her cabin. She quickly recovered herself and got off the floor, then sat down on her bed. Her heart was still thundering from the surprise he'd given her, so it took a moment for her to process what he was saying. <br><br>She knew that humans were being mistreated by other humans. She was just as disturbed as he was, even though she had been desensitized to it from the amount of time she'd known about such things in the universe. <br><br>When Glitch spoke about the drawbacks of having him as a partner, she drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. It was true, he was hard to miss. There was no help for it though. It would be too risky to have him try to break a section of himself off so he could be a smaller target. She was glad to hear that he did not want to wage war.<br><br>When he asked if his ass looked big it made Tetra chuckle. “Yes, huge.” She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. “I don't know of an alternative to hauling your big ol' butt around. Yes, we could try for stealth attacks, but it is going to be very tricky and it won't take long before word of you gets spread around.”<br><br>She became more peaceful when he said he abhorred violence. Tetra believed him. He had no reason to lie to her. He'd been honest and forthcoming so far. She doubted his programming would allow him to lie. It was not nice to hear about the faults of her own people. She knew all of their flaws, the flaws that she had in herself. <br><br>When Glitch mentioned Drake, Tetra's eyes started to water. “I'm no more deserving then anyone else. I'm capable of every flaw that you've found in researching my kind.” She wiped at her eyes, then spoke softly. “I miss Drake. I miss his scent, his laughter, and I miss his hugs most of all.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>09-08-2015, 20:01:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He listened to her, but did not interrupt. Worse, he felt her, felt her pain as she went from joking about his size, to missing Drake and admitting she was just as flawed as the rest of her race. The self-loathing and dire heartache was felt empathically, and...it hurt. <br><br>Worse, it caused a response. His entire being, which in this case would be ships structure, tightened just a little. Every muscle fiber pulled in a sympathetic pain. Structural groans echoed throughout the ‘ship’ that was his body. Even then, he knew that he only felt but a little of what she did, mixed with a little that remained of Drake himself. He shared her pain, and had his own...<br><br>“Tetra. I truly wish I could help. I am not him. I fear only enough remains to keep the hurt fresh. A hollow reminder of a very interesting man. He did not believe you were as flawed as the bulk of your people. He believed, with all his heart - I believe the expression is - that you were as close to perfection as humans could get. He loved you. It was his intense love and strength of will to save you that captured my attention and forged a link between he and I. It is those same emotions that have...carried over to me. I am not him, but I wish to help.”<br><br>He brought in a blanket, attached to a manipulator, much like the blanket on her chair that rolled up. He slowly, gently wrapped the blanket, which could move on it’s own, around her, and squeezed her just a little. A ‘hug’ from a giant, organic space ship. It was the best he could do. “Tetra, we will find a way to accomplish your mission. Together we will plan, and create a solution. Together we will also support each other with our memories of Drake.” Glitch went silent, just holding her, hoping he offered a little comfort, as he tried to stop the tension in his structure, and the haunting moans of stress reverberating through him. This form was not designed to deal with such strange emotional consequences. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>10-08-2015, 00:10:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If she were paying attention, she would have heard the structural groans of the ship, of Glitch. As it was, she felt muffled by her own emotions and she felt an overwhelming tiredness overall that seemed to be dragging her down. It was hard to keep track of the days out here in the deep of space. It was hard to know if she'd gotten enough rest or too much. <br><br>A tentative smile touched her lips when he told her that Drake believed she was close to perfection and that he loved her. “Glitch, I don't blame you for what happened. I'm not saying you aren't good company either. Its just that he was in my life for a long time and I felt strongly for him. Feelings like that don't easily go away, no matter if the person is dead. These periods of my missing him so strongly will lessen over time. It is the way that we grieve.”<br><br>She laid down when he wrapped the blanket around her. It was so warm and cozy and it hugged her from her shoulders to her feet. It may not be like a human hug, but it was still nice. Now she just need one or two of his hands to touch her. She didn't think she would react so strongly to the absence of human companionship. She had never really been alone though. Glitch was with her, but it was strange not to see a representation of him as she would see a human's body and know that the person was with her. <br><br>“You are helping Glitch. We'll work things out. I'm sure of that. I'm too stubborn to give up. I'm sure you never signed up for an emotional woman though. It was be very different from what you're used to.” She took a deep breath and snuggled further under the blanket. “Would you mind telling me about some of your travels?”<br><br>She slowly became aware of the noise the ship was making and she frowned. “What is that noise, Glitch? Are asteroids pelting us? I don't want to be crunched.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>06-10-2015, 02:16:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“The sounds are...under control. Do not worry.” Glitch tried to tell himself to relax and ‘take a deep breath’ to remove the strain from his hull. In truth there was no immediate risk, but the sounds had to be concerning, and he did not wish to cause her more worry. <br><br>She asked about his travels and he hugged her tighter, as a ‘hand’ snaked into input commands onto the screen in her room. He tied the screen to the main computer via its wireless connection and from the main computer pushed images from his memory to the computer. He had to have the main computer filter the images to her visible spectrum, but he hoped they would be suitable. <br><br>“I’ve seen things that boggled even my own people’s minds. For instance, there are many space born life forms. Creatures that formed on small asteroids and took to the stars around them. I’ve seen star systems of such delicate balance - like this one - six stars in orbits with and around each other. I noted it for its scientific value, but now, looking through it with my emergent personality I see it as beautiful.” <br><br>Glitch spoke of the things he’d seen with a new awe and reverence, enjoying this new found reflection and perspective of things. Nebulae that formed stunning images, the black hole he skirted around it’s event horizon before jumping away. A planet covered entirely in water deep enough that he could ‘swim’ for days, and developed a sonar to use to map the features. <br><br>He spoke with her until it was clear she grew tired. Where he dimmed the lights and held her as she slept. Glitch continues to re-examine his travels and found a new passion for exploration. He promised to complete her mission, but maybe, should they succeed, he could convince her to join him in resuming his. A companion in his travels...something his people did not see the value in, but he would love to return home to show them. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>21-10-2015, 02:40:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra gave a smile of relief when the groaning sounds in the hull ceased. She watched with interest when one of his manipulators came into the room and started fiddling with her screens. Her eyes lit up when he started to show her images that were breathtaking, pictures of space that she had never seen before. Tetra listened intently to his voice, which she now found soothing as he started to tell her about all he had seen. <br><br>Sleep crept up on her, and she drifted off easily with his voice in her ears and the glow of images from the screens illuminating the cabin. <br><br>Tetra woke hours later and yawned loudly as she stretched her body beneath the blanket. She wasn't entirely awake, and thought a dip in the water would help her. After sliding her way out from under the blanket, she only tripped twice as she took off her clothes, catching herself before she hit the floor. <br><br>She was rubbing her eyes as she left the cabin and made her way across the grass to the pool of water that Glitch had formed for her. She hadn't even spoken to him yet, she was still too asleep to think of talking. <br><br>The water felt delicious against her skin when she sunk down into it. Tetra went in far enough until she could dunk beneath the water completely. When she came back up, she brushed her hair from her forehead and smiled, feeling instantly more awake. “Good morning, Glitch.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>22-10-2015, 23:28:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch did not interfere with her stumbling way out of her cabin or her clothes. After a night of reviewing the wonders of space and his travels, it struck him as interesting that he still felt she rivals all of that. Her nude form as beautiful, if not more, than the most spectacular scenes this galaxy had to offer. <br><br>He followed her, mentally, across the grass floor he’d grown for her and into the pool with the waterfall. He enjoyed this, as he had many small tendrils beneath the surface that could touch her. Feel her. <br><br>She dunked herself and then finally spoke to him. “Good morning Tetra, I hope you slept well.” He responded. Some of those small manipulators she lay against or float with began to move; massaging her back, shoulders and legs. He was thoughtful, and enjoyed simply touching her and providing for her comforts. He was able to coax her up, and increased the salinity of the pool so she’d more easily float. This left her to be ‘lifted’ but more full body massaged simultaneously while nearly weightless in the pool. He hoped she enjoyed her morning. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>24-10-2015, 20:45:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I slept wonderfully, thanks to your amazing recounts of all that you'd seen.” She smiled happily, then groaned loudly when she felt dozens and dozens of tiny manipulators in the water start to massage her body.&nbsp; Tetra closed her eyes and was happy to float in the water as they released tension she didn't even know she had. <br><br>She didn't know what Glitch did to the water, but soon she felt her body floating more easily. Her head and ears were well above the water, so she was able to talk to him and hear him plainly. <br><br>“What did you have planned for us today?” Tetra still didn't open her eyes. Her arms floated up until they were level with her shoulders, and her feet and legs gradually drifted apart. <br><br>Tetra giggled when she felt a few of the manipulators tickle the bottom of her foot while trying to massage it. <br><br>Feeling all those parts of Glitch touching her body, and remembering just what he could do to her soon had Tetra's body flushing with arousal. Her breathing came quicker and she felt desire pool between her thighs. Her nipples grew into hard little peaks. It still felt odd to have to tell Glitch what she wanted, but it was worth it. “Touch me more, Glitch. I want to feel you in me.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>07-11-2015, 06:26:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I had not yet considered what today’s focus should be,” he answered when she asked. It was true, he really hadn’t. he was still sorting out the finer details of the interface between her computer and his...well mind. Processing all the data her computer held, filing it away for use, and extrapolating plans would take some time. <br><br>He found he enjoyed her giggle, and was thus distracted from anything further by it. The giggle changed until her body temperature was rising, blood flowing specifically to her erogenous zones. He could see all that clearly, but his favorite ‘view’ was still within her visible spectrum. The nude, perfect beautiful woman floating in the pool he’d made for her. <br><br>It did not take her long to ask for his additional touch, and Glitch was all too happy to comply. “Of course Tetra, I’d enjoy nothing more.” Hew as quite honest. <br><br>The manipulators massaging her all over changed a bit, now more soft licks, or kisses, or a gentle caress. more thin tendrils wound up together into a wider implement, and pressed into her ready sex. Inside they unwound and lovingly caressed her inner walls. Moments later a smaller, but similar, collection pressed at her ass, as more ‘tentacles’ around her swarmed her body everywhere except her face. She was being touched all over her body, inside and out with a pace just slightly faster than the soft waves that her body floated on. Just enough faster and more urgent than might be a simple massage, and was clearly building for her sexual enjoyment. <br><br>“I truly enjoy touching you Tetra,” the excited ship assured her. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>12-11-2015, 02:38:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra groaned loudly as she felt all of those tiny little extensions of him start to kiss, lick and caress her body. Her hands moved up to her breasts and she teased her nipples as her thighs parted wider. Her nipples were already hard little buds, and flicking each one sent a jolt of need right to her pussy. <br><br>Her forehead creased and she gasped when she felt him enter her. Though it didn't feel like he was big enough when he pressed inside of her folds, he was doing something inside of there now that felt so amazing it made her toes curl. <br><br>“Oh fuck.” She sighed loudly when she felt him pressing into her ass. Glitch was filling her and touching her all over. She wasn't sure what she felt about him nearly covering her whole body with his manipulators, but the way he was working the inside of her more then made up for any uncertainty.<br><br>Tetra laughed when Glitch told her he enjoyed touching her. “We need to work on your sexy talk. Tell me you love my pussy. Tell me I'm nice and tight for you. Tell me how good you're going to fuck me.” She grinned, then whimpered when he rubbed up inside of her just perfectly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 01:05:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her instructions to him on ‘sexy’ talk were both confusing and enlightening. What value humans placed on ‘tightness’ baffled him, but he did not argue. He was pondering the right words, given her advice, for the next step in his plan. Was ‘fuck’ the correct term? Lick? Caress? He felt touch covered it, but she’d just told him to use something more...evocative. Apparently language mattered at these times. Humans were complex in their mating rituals. <br><br>As if he caught a hint from Drake, he knew what to do. If Glitch could smile, he would have. “I’m going to rock your world Tetra. I am going to make you cum until you can’t stand it any more.” yes, those seemed like the right terms, and a lower, ‘husky’ tone. Quite pleased with that, he acted. <br><br>The tentacles inside her swelled, filling her more completely; the ends flattened and attack her insides with their now tongue like tips. They were wet, not just from her, but secreting the healing fluids she was once immersed in - ensuring every bit of her tissues were licked with rejuvenating properties. Externally he gripped her tighter, especially her breasts. HE massaged her whole body as he strove to please her. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 04:03:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That husky tone that Glitch took, and what he said to her was enough to make her lips curl in pleasure and her hips rock against him inside of her. “Is that a promise?” Before he even answered she could feel the tentacles inside of her growing bigger, stretching her pussy and ass, then moving in her in such a way that she cried out as she came within moments. <br><br>“Oh fuck yes.” She groaned as he gripped her tighter. Her whole body felt encased and squeezed, her breasts becoming heavy and full. It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before, and whereas she hadn't been sure of it before, now it felt amazing. <br><br>“Faster, Glitch, please.” Tetra ran her hands down over her breasts, above his extensions, then down between her legs. She held him tightly against her as his tentacles licked, stretched, and filled her with such pressure and speed that she was soon crying out as another orgasm tore through her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>29-11-2015, 22:15:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She demanded faster, and he was happy to comply. being licked and caressed by the ends, and fucked by the twist of tentacles, groped by others, Glitch strove to please Tetra more than ever. She came twice, and he felt it through her. It was beyond intoxicating. <br><br>Still he continued, wringing several more orgasms from her before he felt her mind grow more and more distant. So he slowed, and relished this hazy, barely conscious state she was in; enjoying it with her. He let all his manipulators retreat from her, save for one small one in both her ass and her pussy - both continuing to slowly, casually tease and help her come down off the high as gradually as possible. <br><br>She lay, floating, for some time it seemed, and Glitch was more than content to watch and share this time with her. The tiny tendrils returned to massage her back and limbs - gently, not sexually. “You are beautiful Tetra,” was all he said - all he could think to say that might have some small chance of conveying his enjoyment of these activities. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>21-12-2015, 18:52:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch's stamina was amazing, and when he didn't stop what he was doing to her, Tetra was thrown into a world were she only knew pleasure. She lost count of how many times she released while he had his way with her. She was clinging onto consciousness when she felt him pull somewhat away. The way he still teased her had her gasping as tremors worked her body.<br><br>Tetra managed to smile when he told her she was beautiful. She breathed softly, "You're pretty amazing." Then the gentleness of his touch sent her to sleep. <br><br>She had no idea how long she'd slept for. When she woke up, she was in her chair with&nbsp; a warm blanket pulled over her. Her body felt deliciously used and she couldn't wipe the smile from her lips. <br><br>Tetra was content to look up at the stars and the asteroids that were becoming less clustered. It was so strange to think of the turns her life had taken. From being a slave, to freeing slaves, to finding a sentient ship that she was now considering a little bit more then a friend. She was glad to have Glitch around. He made her feel less lonely. If she'd been stuck out in the middle of nowhere with no one, she was sure she'd have gone insane. <br><br>She knew Glitch was busy working on her ship's computer, so she remained silent for a time, even managing to fall into a light doze a few times. It had to be the most stress free time she'd ever known in her life.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>03-01-2016, 23:02:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her, even as she slept. The contentedness was, it seemed, unusual for them both;her as it had seldom happened, and possibly never to this degree of relaxed, and fro him, because it was genuinely new to experience. <br><br>It affected him in odd ways. He was still processing her computer, and improving the connection, and protocols that made up the interface between organic tissue and machine but it seemed he was a bit...slower...at the task. Less hurried, like even these trivial, maintenance tasks were enjoyable. With Tetra, most things were enjoyable now. An emotion, a feeling, to go with a task. Strange, but wonderful. <br><br>He’d moved her, gently, to her chair, and let her drift in and out of sleep there, with the stars shining down on her as they flew further from this system's suns. They would have to get clear of the most massive objects in order to attempt faster than light travel. <br><br>From what he’d learned from her computer, the humans used a ‘warp’ drive - warping space around a ship, allowing its engines to push it faster than it could through normal space. And over simplification of the matter, but the important thing was it was vastly different than his own FTL capabilities. His people had developed what some civilizations referred to a s ‘jump drive’ and found them to be far more efficient. They took careful gravimetric readings and then used that to compute another specific location in spacetime - and then the engine folded space together from the point of origin to the destination in a microsecond without traversing the area between them at all. <br><br>The engine, Glitch knew, was perfectly functional. He had long ago repaired it. What was broken was the navigational computer that could do the millions of calculations required faster than organic neural tissue could. This is what he needed her computer for, and he was about half done writing programs that would take his sensor inputs and map references and build the proper input into the jump drive. <br><br>That drive also took a great deal of energy, and he was already starting to store it up in what humans called flywheel energy storage systems, only it was his people's special bio-mechanical variant of the principle. Enough to power an entire fleet of her ships for several months. <br><br>As he worked this issue, and enjoyed it, he also kept very close watch on Tetra, more than was needed merely for her safety. He enjoyed watching her sleep, her smile, and feeling her in the chair she currently rested in. It was pleasant to have a divided focus, which he would not have guessed. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 20:05:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hunger woke Tetra up. Her stomach was making a lot of noise and it roused her from her sleep. She stood up from the chair that Glitch had placed her on. Her first thought was to tell him good morning. It was strange knowing he was with her, but not having him with her in a physical sense. The ship part of him didn't count. She shook her head and smiled. The whole situation was odd. “Good morning, Glitch.”<br><br>Tetra made her way into her cabin and took a quick solar shower. She dressed up in her usual jumpsuit, then fixed herself up a quick breakfast. Instead of eating it outside, she settled down to a table in her cabin. “How much longer until we're ready to get under way?” She knew that he could hear her in her cabin, and see her. So there was no need to raise her voice. <br><br>“If its going to take a while, will you be able to create additional cabin space for the refugees? I'd need to look them over and make sure they will be adequate.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 20:29:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch would have smiled, if he had a face, when she greeted him. He had observed her shower and dress and eat. Very human processes, but he liked observing them. “Good Morning Tetra.” <br><br>To answer her questions, he had to put away more lewd thoughts of her, and focus on the work. “The computer interface is working nominally. I do not believe we can increase the data transfer efficiency any more. As such, I’ve begun ‘programming’ systems to make the needed calculations for my jump drive. I would like you to review them before we test them however, to ensure your computer can provide the needed calculations.” She might not understand all the nuances of interstellar navigation and quantum physics, but she knew her computer and its capabilities a good deal better than he did. <br><br>“As for our anticipated passengers, I’ve been modifying a large space capable of holding up to one hundred humans. It would be safest for them if we kept them suspended in nourishing fluids while unconscious during their stay. It would require the least room, provide the greatest safety and heal them while we traveled.” <br><br>If he could have taken a deep breath, he would have. He understood those were the body language cues for this sort of thing. “I have also developed several weapons that require testing before we proceed. I have used your human principle of small, independent craft that deliver a warhead...a missile I believe is the term. I have several such warheads that could be useful. I do not presently have the resources to build anything like your people’s direct energy weapons, but for less power consumption, I’m working on growing and assembling the structures for several ‘railguns’ as you might put it. These can be kinetic only, or fitted with a warhead. I am likely several days away from the prototype on that however.” <br><br>He felt, after all that ‘technobable’ he should sooth her. “We are close Tetra. Closer to moving form this system than I ever thought I might. I think I was resigned to stay here in this system, likely perishing eventually. Once our tests are complete, we can move away, I can see new places and experiences. I can begin something at least related to my original purpose again. I wish I could convey the...excitement...that hold for me. Thank you.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>18-01-2016, 03:25:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra nodded when he said that he needed her to check her computer calculations. “I'll be happy to if it means we can get out of this area. Big floating balls of rock make me a little nervous, even if you do eat them.” She smiled wryly. <br><br>The capacity to hold a hundred people was much more then she was used to. It would be good to free that many people though. She frowned when he spoke of putting them in the vats. “I'm not sure about that. Will they be able to feel when they are in it? It wasn't a happy memory for me to come crawling out of one.”<br><br>She tensed when he spoke about weapons, but forced herself to breath. At least he wasn't talking about annihilating a planet anymore. “Glitch, before you fire one of those things, I want us to agree upon it. The situations in which we find ourselves might be tricky, but I don't want to resort to violence first. If you can agree that we'll discuss the situation first, then I will approve.”<br><br>Even though he wasn't human, she thought she could detect a bit of happiness now that he would be able to explore more. “You're very welcome, Glitch. Its both of us working together to make this happen though.”<br><br>After she finished her food she handed the plate to one of Glitch's tentacles, then made her way to the 'brain room'. Everything looked as though it was going according to plan. When she logged onto her ship's computer, there were several changes she saw that would be needed. Though she couldn't anticipate every fix that needed to be made, she settled down to correct what she could. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 01:02:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I’ve learned a great deal about human physiology since that time Tetra. I am confident that I can keep them entirely sedated, heal them, and keep them for long periods of time while keeping them safe and resource utilization down. They will of course have to ‘wake up’ eventually, but as I understand it, the life we are to rescue them from will be far more traumatic than waking up in a vat of replenishing fluids. In any case, I can quite likely give them a higher dose of sedative before removing breathing tubes and the surrounding fluids. They will simply wake up somewhere else.”<br><br>When she spoke of discussing when weapons were to be used, Glitch pondered the matter for a long time - at least 4 entire seconds. “I believe I understand the concept from your records. In crisis situations, a chain of command must be followed. Effectively you are stating you would be the Captain in such situations. Considering your knowledge of humans is vastly superior to my own, I will agree to this. However, I will defend myself and you, and anyone else we bring aboard. While we embark on dangerous tasks, self preservation remains the highest priority.” <br><br>He took her plate, and mentally followed her along as she went to work in the computer room. He was impressed with her work, the ways she was able to make leaps in logic and find a solution that was not at all evident. Her creativity and ingenuity were inspiring. He could take a form, process it, and store its’ properties. Everything he made was an assembly of those various stored from to achieve a desired effect. How Tetra programmed the computer was not at all similar, and he admired that difference. Working together indeed!<br><br>Sensing she was done programming for the day, he delivered her cold beverage he’d been working on. What humans called ‘aging’ a spirit was incredibly hard to reproduce. He could assemble the same chemical compounds in the exact quantities, and yet when he ‘tasted’ it, it was not as he was trying to replicate. Drake had a fondness for such beverages, and thus Glitch could recall their flavors. So instead of those ages products, he opted to produce a sort of rum, and mixed it with the extract of a plant that should be similar to cola, and then processed through the atmosphere exchange organs to use waste carbon dioxide and make the beverage bubbly. <br><br>“I hope you like it. Perhaps it will help you relax? I’ve noticed the tension in your back and neck has increased over the last few hours while you worked. Perhaps returning to your chamber and viewing weapon tests while I massage your back with the chair would be a good use of our time?” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>21-01-2016, 04:30:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra nibbled on her lower lip as she thought about what Glitch said regarding keeping their rescued people in the vats. “Okay, I think that would be acceptable. But I would next to test it out first. As much as I dislike the idea, I want to make sure that there are no problems and that it will be the most peace the people have experienced so far.”<br><br>She nodded when he responded to her worry about the weapons. “I understand completely. If a situation arises where you must defend yourself, and there is simply no time, then you have every right to make that call without me.” She just hoped it wouldn't happen many times, or at all.<br><br>Working on her computer was both comforting, since it was something she'd normally do, and a bit exhausting as she broke down variables, planned for projected problems, and fixed algorithms. It was tedious work, but it kept her busy. She was happiest when she was busy. <br><br>She wasn't sure how much time had passed when she saw Glitch holding out a cup to her. Her fingers wrapped around it, and she smiled at his thoughtfulness. “I am all tense. I'd be happy for one of your massages and a weapon's test.”<br><br>Tetra didn't drink from the cup right away. She kept it with her as she made her way back to her special chamber. After kicking off her boots, she sat down on the chair Glitch had made for her, then took a sip. <br><br>Her eyes widened with surprise. “Oh wow, you made me a rum and coke? I'm very impressed Glitch. It tastes just like the real thing.” As she drank more of it, she did start to slowly unwind. The heat of the rum filled her up inside and warmed her, while loosening her muscles. She might not be able to move when Glitch was done with her. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>02-02-2016, 02:13:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch was pleased, very pleased, at her reaction to the beverage. He’d already started growing the needed parts for the first human container - and he was doing so right behind one of the walls here. It occurred to him that if she were ever injured, he would need such a thing in short order. He had improved upon his hasty design from when he took her and Drake aboard - and now was simply implementing it. <br><br>The chair began massaging her, as the protective shell slid open above, and her room was raised up to the transparent dome so she could look out. He really enjoyed how she felt, mentally, when she relaxed. It was somewhat distracting for him - though not by human standards of distraction. He was simply less efficient at the thousands of tasks he was currently engaged in. <br><br>“The first warhead type is based on bacteria that I encountered that will consume most metals. It was a very odd ecosystem, and rather interesting to work with. In any case, they are prolific breeders once in contact with a source of metal, and I’ve engineered them to be even more effective. I have deployed a target drone, as I think you would call it. It should be coming into view now.” <br><br>Indeed the simple metal box with lights on it to make it easy to see drifted into the field of view over the ship. Glitch then opened a port on his external hide, and propelled the prototype missile into space. <br><br>“The missile body is organic, and the warhead is simply a glass shell. Basic gasses combined and ignited for thrust and&nbsp; vented gas for maneuvering. The slowest issue is uploading target data to the weapon, as it’s navigation ‘brain’ is organic and requires multiple input before it understands its mission.” <br><br>The missile, once drifting, ignited its simple rocket engine and changed course for the drone. Seconds later it impacted, and a swarm of golden bacteria began to dissolve the drone. “From my calculations, that warhead carries enough bacteria to consume nearly half a ton of metal in the first three seconds. The rate of consumption grows from there until about one minute. After that electrical systems and other items in a starship would likely kill of many of the bacteria. Exposure to intense Ultraviolet radiation, such as output from a star will kill them all within 3-5 minutes. With two such warheads, nearly half a destroyer would be consumed.” <br><br>He kept massaging her, and even brought her another drink, as he loaded another drone and very different warhead. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>06-02-2016, 06:08:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra felt like her breath had been stolen away when he raised her room to look out at the stars. She always had that reaction to the new lair he'd created for her. Glitch had gone above and beyond to make her life comfortable. The chair was already working marvels on loosening the knots in her shoulders and down her back. Not to mention it felt great when it massaged her ass. She let herself thoroughly relax as she drank more of the drink he'd made for her. <br><br>Her interest was peaked when he mentioned the bacteria from an odd ecosystem. The places he must have traveled made her thirsty for more knowledge, made her want to take off into uncharted space and see everything the universe had to offer. It would be something she would have willingly given into if she hadn't felt so passionate about freeing the slaves. <br><br>She watched with rapt attention at the test drone as the prototype missile fired at it. The golden haze around the drone seemed almost too beautiful to be harmful. But she was already seeing the effects of it. She worried her lower lip with her teeth. <br><br>"Is there a way to slow it down? I'm not sure five minutes would be enough time to evacuate a ship. Not everyone who works on one of those slave ships is bad. There are many people who work the menial labor and are just trying to provide for their family."<br><br>She had finished her drink when he brought out another one, and it made Tetra smile at seeing how quick he was to serve her every need. "Thank you." She grinned, then held her new glass up in a toast before taking a sip. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 03:33:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch was confused. She asked about slowing down the bacteria, and having enough time to evacuate a ship. He was certain her order of operations were incorrect. He accessed Drakes memories, and found that....well it was he who had failed to account for Tetra’s methods. <br><br>At least her previous methods. <br><br>“Tetra, this is intended as a weapon to disable or destroy warships in a manner they are not accustomed to defending against. At no time will you be boarding a vessel that we have fired one of these at. The Bacteria would eat through any human tissues to get at the minor amounts of iron, zinc and other metals in your physiology. If we fire this weapon, we do not intend to rescue anyone from it.” <br><br>He knew that sounded cold, so he figured it was time to share his strategy with her. “We are not...as I think the term is...’a plucky vessel’ too small to worry about until it is too late- where the small crew of two board, cause chaos and liberate small amounts of slaves. You wish to end this practice, do you not?” He gave a slight pause, then continued. “I propose we blockage a slaver station. From the data in your computer, that would be the largest target other an an entire planet. I doubt my ability to hold off the military resources of an entire system - but disabling or destroying the hostile craft in the area, and threatening a station with similar fates should have them sending all the slaves present to us - before they are fully processed and auctioned off.”<br><br>He launched another target drone, “This next weapon is more conventional, and would be for possible use against a hostile we believed to be carrying innocents.” He fired another missile, this one about half biological, half synthetic. It collided with the drone but did not detonate. It simply...stuck there. <br><br>A tentacle with a large red button descended to within her reach. “These weapons can explode on contact, on finding a suitable weakness in the hull...or more likely to be employed in taking the hostile hostage. With several of these on their hull they would most likely surrender. Should they not...well, I believe your people like pressing buttons....” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>20-02-2016, 01:23:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra sat up a little bit, her eyes narrowing when Glitch told her she would not be boarding any vessel. It took her a moment to realize that is not what he meant. She blushed as she looked at her drink. She'd blame it on the drink for now. After laying back down she let herself relax again. "Noted. I'm not to go on a ship after its been smacked with that. It'll eat me."<br><br>She felt the need to titter and clamped her lips shut, which only caused her to snort. <br><br>"Plucky." Tetra laughed, then covered her mouth with her hand.<br><br>She was paying attention. She was not tipsy. Tetra took a deep breath, then became determined to listen more carefully to Glitch. When Glitch told her that he wanted to go after slaver stations she held her hand up with the glass, accidentally sloshing some of it onto her leg. "Capital idea, Glitchy poo!"<br><br>Tetra downed the rest of her drink as she watched the next target pop up. Her eyebrows rose when Glitch held out a red button to her. She giggled, not even waiting for him to finish before she pushed the button, then looked to see what happened. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>25-02-2016, 04:06:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Inebriated tetra was ...amusing. He rather enjoyed watching her, but it somewhat dulled the telepathic bond. Or maybe it just duller her senese, and those his perception of them. He was uncertain. He was certain that her calling him ‘Glitchy poo’ meant he would not be handing her another drink unless she specifically asked. <br><br>When she pressed the red button, the missile stuck to the target drone pressed itself further into the craft and detonated. The target drone had been solid metal, so the fact that the explosion took away a quarter of it should be suitably impressive - and matched his target data. this was after all, the first he’d seen these weapons in action as well. <br><br>“I took the liberty of using similar warheads that your people use, and improving the chemical reaction. As such you can get a higher yield with a small quantity. Similar warheads should be able to be fitted to rail gun projectiles, once I have that system online.”<br><br>Glitch watched Tetra, admired her, and wondered if any of his people had convictions like she did. Were they passionate about things? Were they playful? He actually did not know - he was beginning to know more about humanity than his own kind. He’d only ever talked to his Originator. She, as he now thought of her, was the only other being her personally knew. She had answered his inquiries about things previously, but he’d never thought to ask if their people had music, or took up causes. <br><br>Observing Tetra, he hoped they did, else humans - for as sinister and vile as they could be, also might be capable of more beauty than he’d yet encountered. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>17-03-2016, 19:13:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra's eyes went wide when the&nbsp; craft detonated from the missile. She let go of the red button. What she was feeling now wasn't so much horror, but a sort of safety in knowing that she and Glitch could defend themselves. "I'm very, very impressed Glitch." She smiled with pleasure. "I think that will work just fine to get us out of a pickle."<br><br>She leaned back against the chair again, with her eyes growing heavy. Tetra wasn't exactly sleepy, at least not just yet. She felt relaxed from the drinks, but revved up from the weapons test. Watching the bits of debris twirl through space occupied her for a few minutes. Glitch had created so much for her. Her quarters were more luxurious then anything she could have imagined on a ship. He already had his drinks down, though they were a bit strong. But if he could copy the taste so well for that, she had hope that when he made her food it would be more then just gray sludge. <br><br>It made her believe that nothing was beyond Glitch's ability. Even though he'd shown himself to be a wonderful partner, she still felt a little bit alone, and thought it was because there was not a physical presence to him in the way she was used to.<br><br>"Glitch, can you make a humanoid form of yourself for me to interact with?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>19-03-2016, 22:40:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glitch heard her question, and attempted to simulate a laugh. “I have been at work at such for a time. So far, I am unable to maintain much refined motor function control without a direct tether. Thus far I think the choice has been between what might appear like the shambling corpse of one of your horror movies, or an odd cable connected to the thing.”<br><br>He paused for a moment...and then continued. “Also, I cannot seem to get the eyes right.” <br><br>“For you I shall keep trying however.” <br><br><br>Another pause, of several seconds, which was a long time for him - and he decided to ask her help on a matter. <br><br>“Tetra. Perhaps something will help. The communications device, with which I used to communicate with my Originator. It was damaged in the attack and since that time stored away. I’ve not been able to open it, or look for a means of repair. In truth I do not even know anything about its internal workings. I believe there is some latent...monogramming you might say, that prevents me from looking. But you may be able to discover what the communications methods were, and I could then replicate those in a smaller manner to create a better humanoid facsimile.”&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>20-03-2016, 23:21:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra paled when Glitch mentioned shambling corpses. "I don't want that. No corpse like things, thank you."<br><br>Having a cable connected to his created form, while not as disagreeable as the other option, was also not ideal. It seemed like it would be a total pain if she was going to go from one room to the other with him. The cable would impede their movement. Also, she wanted to give him time to get the eyes right. Because she didn't want to imagine what they would look like otherwise. <br><br>She perked up when he spoke of his communications device. Tetra sat up in the chair, though she swayed a little bit from the drinks she'd had. "I would love to look at it. Though, I think perhaps that should wait until tomorrow. I wouldn't want to break it because I'm slightly inebriated."<br><br>For now she could only think of how much her clothes were annoying her. Tetra made quick work of shedding her outfit, then pulled up the blanket and slid under it to lay on the chair. She didn't lay on her back though, instead choosing to lay on her stomach with her legs hanging off the chair on either side. <br><br>She rubbed herself against the chair a few times, then huffed a loud breath. Tetra was hoping that Glitch would get the hint without her saying anything. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>20-04-2016, 23:07:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He enjoyed her shedding her clothing, more than a ship, or an explorer probably should. But he was more than that...he was her companion now. Her friend and lover. Thanks to the mild empathic link with her, and to the memories of Drake - he had grown. Maybe sitting for ages without communicating with anyone or anything had made that process more urgent...more critical to evolve. Whatever it was, he had a greater sense of self and a much greater appreciation for the form of his human partner. <br><br>She slid under the warm blanket, but more mounted the chair than lay on it. If Glitch could smile, he would have - which made him wish his project in developing a humanoid facsimile had more progress. He could feel her desire, and her urgency, and nearly tried to laugh again when she gave a huff after having rubbed herself on the chair rather pointedly. <br><br>The chair morphed in answer to her needs, both making her more comfortable and growing a suitable phallus that slid inside her. That was not the only change, as several small tendrils grip up from the chair to tease and flick at her clit while the forming cock substitute continued to grow inside her. <br><br>He felt when her body gripped him just right, felt her satisfaction with his answer to her need. The Chair moved, it moved her, it moved the shaft buried in her pussy and the tendrils never stopped flicking at her sex - always just within reach. <br><br>He wished he had something witty to say, but it seemed the lack of need for words what important to her at this moment. So he just happily fucked Tetra silently. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 02:22:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra groaned loudly when she felt the cock pushing inside of her. The tendrils that teased her pussy had her pressing herself closer. She was too needy to wait for the cock to start moving, and she didn't really want it to. <br><br>She had her own pace to set, and it was fast and hard as she rose up slightly, only to slam herself back down on the cock Glitch had formed for her. Tetra rode him violently, making her breasts bounce so hard that they ached as she took what she wanted. <br><br>With those tendrils flicking her clit, it didn't take her long at all to find her release. Her orgasm tore through her and had her screaming. It was only when it had passed completely that she sank down on the chair in a boneless heap. <br><br>Tetra didn't bother to move off of Glitch's crafted cock. She'd be happy to have it inside of her while she slept. As she lay there, she thought it would have been nicer if he had an actual flesh form. <br><br>She sighed, “I hope you can make your human body soon.” Her words were mumbled at the end, barely making sense as she fell asleep. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>14-05-2016, 16:07:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He loved how she rode him, or well the chair, which was part of him. Loved her intensity in the act; the deliberate, near violent purpose she put her body to. It was beautiful. Nothing matched observing Tetra as she fucked his crafted phallus hard and fast, or the sensations he got from her mind. <br><br>It might have been over quickly, but it was immensely satisfying. He did not withdraw from her, only morphed her chair slightly to make her more comfortable for sleeping, the blanket moving of its own accord to wrap her up tight and warm. He heard her speak her desires, and he went back to work on the problem. <br><br>Sadly, he made no breakthroughs that night. He made more missiles, and progress on the rail guns, but the project he most desired to complete was still elusive to him. He thought of simply accepting that his creation would need to remain tethered via some nerve filled umbilical, but felt she deserved more. <br><br>When her sleep cycle drew to close to an end, Glitch prepared her a meal, and delivered it just as her eyes fluttered open. “Good morning Tetra. I hope you rested well.” Playfully, he made the cock inside her still throb in greeting as well. “You were beautiful, as always, last night. Thank you.” <br><br>Bringing breakfast to her, he awaited to see to any needs she might have. Glitch was also anxious - to day she would examine the damaged FTL communications unit. If tetra could repair it, perhaps he could share all his new discoveries with his Originator. Perhap she could reveal to him how to finish the humanoid facsimile that he struggled with!&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>27-05-2016, 20:43:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra woke up slowly, and it was to the delicious feeling of Glitch buried deep inside of her. She grinned as she stretched on the chair. Instead of answering Glitch, she gasped, then groaned when he made his cock inside of her throb. For a moment she couldn't decide if she wanted to enjoy Glitch being inside of her, or turn her attention to the wonderful smell of food. <br><br>Her stomach eventually won out, and she reluctantly pulled herself off of his cock, then moved around until she was sitting up. "I should be thanking you for last night. You have a wonderful way of helping me relax." Tetra grinned as she took the plate of food in her hands. <br><br>Her eyebrows rose as she looked down at the hot food, and her lips pulled into a wide smile. "Sausage and eggs? And biscuits, too? Wow, Glitch! I hope it tastes as good as it looks." With those words she dove into her breakfast, and it tasted every bit as good as it smelled and looked. She hadn't even seen the cup he was holding, but when she took a sip of it, she moaned with pleasure. "Coffee. I think you might be a god, Glitch."<br><br>Tetra was quiet through the rest of her meal, but only because she was enjoying it so much. When she finished every last bit, she handed the plate and cup back to Glitch and grinned. "Thank you. You've exceeded my expectations for food and drink. Just let me take a quick shower and we'll look at your communications."<br><br>She hopped out of the chair, uncaring about being naked, and made her way to her cabin. After a quick shower, she looked around at her clothes. Tetra chose a white tank top, then pulled her flight suit up her legs and tied the arms around her waist. After she slipped on her shoes, she left the cabin and smiled. "I'm ready, Glitch."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>30-05-2016, 18:48:49</strong>
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				He glowed...or felt what humans in literature seemed to remarks as glowing or beaming, or some other such bright happy emotion, at her compliments of his food for her. He knew well not to explain how he’d devised these items for her, but was very pleased with himself for getting things right. Human food was rather complicated. Not a simple matter of synthesizing a given protein. Sausage was mixed with herbs, things were cooking in an order - like coffee. Grown, roasted, then mixed with water to be boiled. Complicated. <br><br>It was however, entirely worth it to see her smile. <br><br>He observed her in the shower, and watched get prepared, until she announced she was ready. He did not agree. “Tetra, I believe your full enviromental suit may be needed. I have repaired it for you. You will need it to get to the device, as I do not know what is inside I have kept it in a vacuum, and cannot risk you investigating unprotected.” <br><br>He paused, “I am now fairly certain that I am...programed to avoid investigating the communications device in any way. I cannot seem to even create any manipulators in the space I have stored it now that I am in no direct danger.” <br><br>Once Tetra was suited up in her EVA suit, Glitch led her to an Airlock he’d created, and cycled it&nbsp; appropriately once she was through. A tentacle met her on the other side to pull her to the destination further on in his vast internal structures. He was almost two miles by her people’s measurements, it took a few minutes to guide her to the correct place. <br><br>“I apologize for the lack of gravity Tetra. I did not want to disturb the device further,” he informed her over her comms unit in her helmet. The link to her computer was getting better all the time. <br><br>Finally he let her go - drifting toward a large metal cylinder. Other than two connection ports, it would have been without features. However scorching and a deep gash into the device from laser fire were also apparent. “One connection was for nutrients and power. The other where communications signals were passed to me. I literally know nothing else about it Tetra.” <br><br>He also brought up tools for her, most from her ship, others created for her. Cutting torches, pry bars, mechanical clamps and spreaders. He could not help...something prevented him from doing so. So he was left to watch as Tetra broke into the secret device that enabled faster than light communications with his people. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>03-06-2016, 05:19:49</strong>
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				Tetra huffed loudly and grumbled under her breath as Glitch helped her into her repaired environmental suit. She'd just assumed that he could make any area of the ship habitable to her. It made Tetra realize she was beginning to think that Glitch could do anything. Not only that, but she had come to believe that he could take care of her completely. It made her feel safe with him, far safer then she'd really ever felt before. <br><br>She looked up when he spoke again, and frowned. “I'll be alone in there?”<br><br>Once she was suited up, he led her to the airlock. Tetra smiled when she took hold of his tentacle. While she was unhappy about the lack of gravity, she found that checking out the communications device was something she really wanted to do, because it was something that Glitch couldn't do for himself, and it was important to him. <br><br>“Its okay, Glitch.” She said softly. Tetra was feeling a bit confused by the realization of how much Glitch meant to her. <br><br>“Nutrients?” Tetra arched her eyebrow. She patted his tentacle when he told her he knew nothing else about it. “We'll figure it out.”<br><br>Tetra took her tools from him, and used the cutting torch to create an opening for her to get inside. She cut through the metal a few feet above the nutrient and communication ports. The inside was pitch black, and it made her realize that Glitch had always provided some sort of light for her. <br><br>Taking her lantern from Glitch, she turned it onto the highest setting then gently pushed it through the opening. Once she got her hands anchored on the opening, she pulled herself inside of the cylinder and looked around. Globs of lubricant floated around the inner area and wasted no time in finding her and making her suit filthy. <br><br>She followed the communication cable from the port and muttered to herself. It looked completely fried. There was simply no saving it. As she worked her way to the end of the cable, she came across a smaller metal box. Grabbing the lantern, she she that the nutrient cable connected with the same box. It was in the center of the cylinder with metal struts ringing out in a circle to keep it in place. <br><br>Tetra ran her fingers over the box until she found a latch, then slowly opened it and felt bewildered by what she found inside. <br><br>“Glitch, there is some kind of tissue in here.” Tetra reached for a seal-able bag and took up a sample of the tissue. She grabbed her equipment and the lamp, as well as the sample, then went back outside of the cylinder. <br><br>“I have no idea how that thing works. I can't figure out why there was biological tissue in there.” She frowned, unhappy that she couldn't fix the communications for Glitch. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>07-06-2016, 18:43:39</strong>
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				Glitch helped Tetra as best he could. It was not gravity, or even oxygen here, but he did he best with his tentacles, as she consistently referred to them, that he’d grown from a fair distance from the communications device room. His view of her was limited to a visual organ on the end of one of the tentacles, so he could hand her items she needed, and help steady her in the lack of gravity. <br><br>He actually had to suppress the impulse to stop her from cutting the device open. Very strange...he didn’t know the secrets of this machine, but he was programed to defend them it seemed. Still, he’d grown much since Tetra had come aboard, and had enough sense of self to allow her to continue. <br><br>When she emerged, covered in a goo that he figured was similar to the regeneration materials that he’d used on her, she had a sample of biological tissue. This puzzled him greatly, but it made sense, given the nutrient feed. <br><br>“Thank you very much Tetra, do not fret. We may still learn something from this.” He helped her one more to the airlock, but also rinsed her off before she re entered&nbsp; the spaces he’d made for her. <br><br>He took the sample from her and, with a great deal of forced will, began breaking it down to analyze it. <br><br>Some hours later, Glitch was serving Tetra her lunch, “I believe I have made a discovery Tetra. The sample you took...it is of my species, but not me. I think it was from my Originator. It was a piece of...her. Specifically, it was a piece of her mind. She could keep contact with herself over any distance, and thus keep contact with me. Amazing. I’m not supposed to know of this technique...else I could try to become an Originator as well. How odd...the idea never even occurred to me.” <br><br>He let her eat, but kept talking - he enjoyed talking with her, and sharing his thoughts. They were companions, and he really cherished that. “Thanks to your work today, we now know how my people communicated, but we also know I cannot reach them. However, I can adapt the technique to other efforts. I have no desire to be an Originator - I am an explorer...but I think I can be a better one now. Thank you.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>12-06-2016, 19:04:08</strong>
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				Tetra still felt defeated when Glitch helped her back to her area, but a smile pulled her lips when he rinsed her off. She left him to examining the tissue she found as she set her suit aside. Looking around the paradise he made for her, she winced when she looked at her cabin that had come from her ship. Glitch had done a good job of trying to conceal it with plants and vines, but it still stood out like a sore thumb. <br><br>And the inside was a mess. She hadn't cleaned it in a while. With her mind set, Tetra began to organize what she had in the cabin, then started to clean. Most of what was on the floor was her clothes, and she debated on if she should use the cabin's washing unit to clean them or try to push it off. Her power was not infinite. In the end she decided to wash them, and later she would ask Glitch about alternate means. <br><br>Then there was Drake's belongings. It hurt to keep them around, so she collected his things and put them into a container which she hid out of sight. She was relieved when it was lunch time, and found herself on the chair Glitch had made her. The lunch he provided was simple, something that tasted like a sandwich with fowl meat inside. The juice he provided her with was sweet on her tongue and she showed her appreciation by finishing all of it. <br><br>Her eyebrows rose when Glitch told her the tissue was from a brain. "That is very advanced. I've never heard of anyone using such a technique. Though I suppose if they could make you, Glitch, then I should not be so surprised at what other amazing things they could do." She ran her fingers through her blond hair as she thought of his comment. "Glitch, do you want to be an Originator? I mean, what would you do if you were one?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>14-06-2016, 18:05:06</strong>
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				Glitch pondered her question. He felt no desire, but she asked what he would do if her were one. While he assumed, now, that he technically had the means to create new life, he had no drive to do so. Also, he had no idea how to infuse such a creation with its own will. He knew from his conversations with the Originator that they were not the same being. Personalities might not be as ...complex as that of a human, or even his own now, but they had been distinct. He was his own being, as had been...she. <br><br>“No Tetra. I do not wish to be an Originator. Indeed, I find the question of what I might do as one difficult. Perhaps start a collection of my people here...a colony if you will, though we hardly think of a single location as being a home. We...my species, seems to be driving by their individual purpose. I would make a poor Originator, as that is not my purpose. Just as...she...had not understood the awe and excitement I held for the things reported back to her. Others are meant for different purposes, which are just as foreign to me. I suspect that I shall have to grow more like the warriors than the Originators, but I shall use techniques i have gathered from both, and my travels to do so. I am not a very good tactician, it is not my purpose.” <br><br>He knew he was rambling, but felt comfortable doing so. It was Tetra the human who gave him new purpose. “I think you are an interesting Originator Tetra. Female, and fiercely protective of those she cares for...even if she does not personally know them. A warrior and Originator I think. Human roles are so fluid. But I thank you for giving me new purpose, and for helping me with this.” <br><br><br>Several days after that conversation, Glitch was waiting for the right moment. He had recently finished his latest project for Tetra...the humanoid form. He was rather proud of it. It was not a recreation of Drake, that would have been cruel. No, instead he was...expressing himself. Creativity in form, vs raw purpose. But he would wait as well. Until she needed a hug, or more sexual desires arose in her again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>26-06-2016, 00:18:36</strong>
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				Tetra felt a bit relieved when Glitch said he didn't want to be an Originator. It was odd, but she felt it would take him away from her, and the realization made Tetra aware of how much she'd come to depend on Glitch always being there for her. She would also never admit it out loud, but hearing Glitch talk about this female who was his Originator had her feeling a bit jealous. She was startled when he told her that she was an interesting Originator. She'd never thought of herself in that regard, and when he began to speak of how fiercely protective she was as well as calling her a warrior, she blushed. <br><br>Tetra cleared her throat before speaking. "You don't need to thank me, Glitch. We're in this together. If anything, I should be thanking you for saving my life and for every other thing you've done for me."<br><br>The days passed swiftly, and Tetra soon found herself restless with the need to do something. With the large area Glitch had made for her, she was able to indulge in running laps around the field of grass, and a few times she used the help of his tentacles to do other exercises. Working out did help with her growing frustration. She wished that they were on their way to freeing more people. If she had something to work on, it might have helped, but Glitch took care of everything. <br><br>Above all else, she missed physical companionship. Glitch could not hug her as a humanoid could, or hold her while she slept. His tentacles helped, but it was not the same.&nbsp; Even when he pleasured her with the chair or his tentacles, while it was wonderful, it wasn't the same as having someone with a physical form she was used to. <br><br>One morning Tetra found herself cranky, and hungering for that physical contact. She sat on her chair and bottled up her emotions until she felt ready to explode. On the edge of that violence inside of her was an intense sexual need. Tetra would have said something to Glitch, but she felt tongue tied with frustration. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>03-07-2016, 05:07:48</strong>
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				Glitch felt the odd feelings mount in Tetra. He did not know them, perhaps the most foreign to him of all. In the passing days he worked on the humanoid form, as well as the weaponry they might need. With his new technique he was able create what humans might refer to as smart weapons. He could direct them in real time, no matter the distance, via what might be call telepathy, but was really just him communicating with a piece of himself. That changed a great deal of things. <br><br>For one, Glitch could create smaller craft that would be capable of landing. He would need Tetra’s input on those, but he had a small prototype almost ready. He could also create missiles that he could direct at will, significantly improving the engagement distance. He also adapted the idea of parts of brain tissue to specific tasks. If each weapon had a specialized ‘brain’ that worked in concert with his goals, then he’d be much more efficient in combat. Perhaps the Originators used such a technique with the warriors? He did not know, but felt it clever. <br><br>But this feeling that Tetra did not speak of was weighing on him. He was reasonably certain it was frustration, and he was vastly thankful he did not have such emotions, else the decades spent drifting in space would have driven him mad. Maybe, with all the changes, he would go mad without companionship now. <br><br>He wanted to improve her companionship. On the day she seemed truly upset, yet still not speaking to him about it, he decided it was time. While he’d completed the form over a day ago, he’d spent the time refining things. He would probably always refine things, and in fact built that ability into the form. <br><br>“Tetra.” Glitch announced himself as usual. “You seem...unsettled. I am unsure of the reason, but perhaps I can help. I have made something for you.” He could not keep the...excitement...from his tone. “However, you must close your eyes. It is a surprise.” <br><br>Verifying that her eyes were indeed closed via the numerous ways he observed her constantly, he then opened a door and walked the new form into her area. It was the first time he’d ‘activated’ the form, so to speak, and receiving the sensations from it was quite new. Eyes that saw in only her visible spectrum. Scent. Touch, more akin to how humans perceive it. The sound of the waterfall, of her breathing, of the air itself moving slightly. He focused his ‘presence’ into the new form and walked toward her. <br><br>“You may open your eyes Tetra,’ the form said, with a mouth and vocal cords like those of a human - he worked on them to get a similar tone to his ‘voice’ he’d used throughout the ship. Deep, rich, and apparently soothing. Tetra seemed to like low pitched tones, for their given range of perception. Maybe all humans did. He was only concerned about one. <br><br>Standing before her was a two meter tall hairless humanoid. His skin shimmered between black, with dark blues, purples and greens in an iridescent dance. He’d found, in his travels, that various species displayed information visually via colors, and he found that appropriate, so the colors would shift, ever so subtly, and would do so faster the more excited he was.&nbsp; Given his anxiousness over how she might receive this form, they moved fairly quickly now. His eyes were bright gold, contrasting the black skin. He was naked, seeing no need for clothing, the skin he’d produced was quite resilient as well as decorative. <br><br>“I hope you like it. Or rather, perhaps I should say, I hope you like me. While I could have created something that looked like a human, you’ve inspired me to a new stage. Creativity, and the very idea of self expression. Thank you.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>04-07-2016, 00:07:45</strong>
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				Tetra glanced up when Glitch spoke. Her shoulders slumped when he mentioned her state of mind. She should have known she could not keep it from him. Though she didn't really want to. Her eyebrows rose when he said he made something for her. Glitch was wonderful at giving her gifts. The oasis she was in proved that. <br><br>Her lips quirked up, but she closed her eyes when he told her to. "Now you have me very curious, Glitch."<br><br>She heard a door silently opening and closing, and her head cocked to the side. It took her a moment to realize why Glitch sounded different. It seemed as if his voice was coming from one localized place, instead of all over. Her eyes opened when he told her it was time, and her gaze landed on a humanoid form, but unlike any she'd seen before. <br><br>There was only a second or two of fear that someone might have come aboard Glitch, but when he spoke again, and the voice came from the male form, her face showed the shock she felt. Tetra stood from the chair and approached this new form. "This is you, Glitch?" It was impossible to not touch him, and her hands soon found his chest as she became mesmerized by the swirl of color on his skin. His skin didn't feel exactly like a humans, but there was heat to his body and she liked the way he felt against her hands. <br><br>"This is amazing, Glitch. You're amazing." Tetra smiled brightly at him. Her eyes traveled over his body, and she took in the length of him. He wasn't hard, but it was already long and thick. "I like that a lot." She grinned as she pointed to his cock. She would have thrown him on the chair and fucked him right then and there, but she was a bit worried about his size. And it wasn't just the size of his cock. His form was much larger then her own, so when she went to wrap her arms around his shoulders she hand to lean on her toes. <br><br>Tetra pulled Glitch's mouth down to meet hers, and knowing he might have no knowledge of how to kiss, she took it slow. Her lips teased his until they opened, and her tongue delved into his mouth so she could taste him, and stars help her, he even tasted good. Pulling her lips slightly away, she whispered, "Do you know how to use this body?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>06-07-2016, 18:14:20</strong>
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				He liked her touching him. He’d put in many nerve receptors throughout this body, similar to that of humans. What was once merely pressure was now touch...and it was intoxicating. His skin responded, shifting those dark colors, and he tried to smile...more like her. Not scarey. He felt he’d succeeded. <br><br>He nodded, and smiled again, getting better at it, as she pointed to this body’s cock. His cock...and he looked down, then back up at her. “I made it just for you...” While true, it was also an attempt at humor. “This body is, in fact, somewhat adjustable. I’ve kept as much of my ability to adapt to various needs and circumstances as I could within this one limited form.” <br><br>Then she leaned up and kissed him. He’d seen it down from the video recordings on her computer. But it was very new to experience. He felt slow in learning,a s he was so overwhelmed by the sensations and the way his new body responded. <br><br>The kiss ended, and her question left him pondering for a moment. He knew how to control it, yes. But that was not what she was asking. Could use use it effectively toward their mutual desires. <br><br>So Glitch, in his new body, bent over and scooped her up into his arms, and walked over to her cabin. Entering he walked to her room and lay her on the bed. “We shall find out Tetra...and I believe I am a quick learner.” <br><br>He lay his large from down beside her, and turned to her. “Teach me how to please you Tetra.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>09-07-2016, 21:51:43</strong>
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				Tetra's lips parted with surprise when Glitch said his body was adjustable. She looked down at his cock again and wondered just what kind of adjustments he was speaking of.&nbsp; When they finished kissing and he picked her up into his arms, her own arms went around his shoulders and she laughed happily. It was such a simple thing, but having someone to be close to again like this was what her mind and body had been starved for. <br><br>She stretched out on the bed after he lay her down, and Tetra kept her gaze on Glitch. She loved the way colors swirled in his ebony skin. When he lay down with her, she quickly shucked her clothing. Tetra sat on her heels beside him as she looked over his body. There were so many things she wished to explore that for a moment she could not decide where to start first. <br><br>Her brow soon smoothed and she straddled his hips, keeping his length pinned between their bodies. Tetra reached for his big hands and brought them to her breasts. A hint of color was already touching her cheeks from having her body touch his, and her nipples pebbled and hardened against the palms of his hands. She pondered if she should tell him what she liked, or simply show him. With his cock nestled right against her sex, it was a bit hard to think at all.<br><br>"My breasts are sensitive to touch, especially my nipples. Cup them with your hands." She instructed him, and her hands guided his own. "Sometimes I like it rough and like for them to be squeezed, but for now just feel them, and then use your fingers to pluck at my nipples." Again, Tetra used her own hands and fingers to show him what she meant, and when his hands soon followed suit, she shivered and her hips bucked slightly. That movement made her aware of how wet she was already, and here he had barely touched her. <br><br>She cleared her throat as she tried to not lose herself. "And I like it when my nipples are sucked on, and I can feel a little bit of teeth." This time she left her hands on his abdomen and waited for him to experiment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>11-07-2016, 18:18:46</strong>
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				Glitch watched as Tetra stripped and sat up. He admired her as she watched him, and then chose to straddle him. But she did not immediately take him inside her, instead beginning his training with her breasts. His large dark hands going to them at her urging, and working to accomplish what she directed. <br><br>He felt he learned quickly, but also knew that he had much to learn about pleasing Tetra. The fact he could feel her mood improved so greatly helped. Could feel positive feelings from her as he explored her body, as if for the first time, with his new one. <br><br>It was amazing how much different, how much better, her body felt sitting on him, with his hands, with her skin against his. Tactile input did not compare to this...sensual feeling of touch. Warmth, smooth skin, soft, pliant flesh...it was all new to him in many ways, and he understood the allure. <br><br>He could feel her pussy grow wet as he fondled her breasts, and then leaned up to suck on them as suggested. His tongue bathed her nipples, lips sealing around them in turn and as she stated, teeth grazing them as he departed for it’s twin. Glitch looked to her for approval as he did, his large hands helping, or otherwise roaming her body; grabbing at her ass or legs. <br><br>It was intoxicating to feel her, hold her, and touch her like this. A totally new experience for him, to feel things from a drastically different perspective and set of inputs. He was exploring very new territory now, and he smiled at that thought, her tit still at his lips. <br><br>True to his design, his cock swelled in response to sexual excitement. Through it he could feel the heat of her, and he wanted to delve inside her. That appendage had been designed much like that of a human’s, with nerves to feel like no tentacle or facsimile he’d created for her before. But he held back, letting her direct him, teach him. She was a good instructor, and he wanted to know how to please her best. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>18-07-2016, 19:47:33</strong>
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				Tetra's back arched when Glitch's mouth found her breasts. Her hands moved up to Glitch's bald head and she held on tightly as he lavished her breasts with attention. The feel of is teeth grazing her nipple had her gasping and grinding herself against his cock. She loved the feel of his hands roaming over her body, and especially the way he grabbed her ass. <br><br>She thought she would melt when she felt his dick growing harder under her. Tetra couldn't wait any longer. Her hands took Glitch's and she guided them to her hips. “I want you in me now.” She whispered heavily. <br><br>Pushing herself up on her knees, she took hold of his long length and positioned it at her aching entrance. She teasingly ran the head of him back and forth along her swollen folds until his crown glistened with her wetness. The feel of it brushing against her clit had her whimpering, and she knew if she kept doing that a little longer she would come. But Tetra wanted him inside of her for that. She brought the head of his cock back to her entrance, and then slowly lowered herself onto it. <br><br>It was amazing to feel the very large cock he'd made for her spreading her pussy lips, then pushing inside of her. He was big enough that she couldn't take him in one stroke, but instead had to gradually work her way down, then up, and down again to take more of him. Glitch made her feel full, and her pussy was already pulsing around his cock. <br><br>When he bottomed out inside of her, she sat there for a moment and let her body adjust. Tetra's breaths were erratic, making her breasts jiggle. “You feel so good, Glitch.” She murmured as she looked into his eyes. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>29-07-2016, 15:14:12</strong>
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				Her reaction was quite positive. Both in body and in her mind. He really enjoyed that he could properly feel both now. Not merely to do things to hear and ‘feel’ the result by their bond, but to really feel her and feel things himself. <br><br>His hands and mouth on her breasts worked her to a point of frustration that she seemed to enjoy, then she declared she wanted him inside her. He found her words exciting, knowing exactly how she meant them. She put his hands where she wished them, and found he agreed that her hips were a great place for them to be. From there she took hold of his engorged shaft and rubbed the thick head over her pussy - teasing them both. <br><br>His breath caught, for this body needed some air to function, and he felt the things he’d read about. An enjoyable torment, as she taunted their bodies...knowing what was to come, but not when. Yearning for it. <br><br>Finally she slid his cock inside her, and she slowly descended down the long onyx shaft. He moaned with her, fingers gripping her tight as pleasure came over him. Real pleasure, his own, not just felt vicariously from her. Purples and greens danced over his skin in a whirl, including the large cock she was slowly working up and down, taking more and more each time. <br><br>His gold eyes looked up at her in amazement. When she finally took all that he had to offer&nbsp; - a cock designed to perfectly fill her - he wondered who was built for who. She spoke of how good he felt but this was a first for him. Words seemed inadequate, yet he wished to tell her how amazing this was for him. <br><br>“Tetra...this is amazing. I feel you...really feel you, and you are glorious.” Glitch was in true awe. Awe of exploring, awe of another being, and awe of the sensations he could now truly share with her. <br><br>Perhaps it was this sensory input that humans felt, and nervous system to process them that made them revere things. Glitch finally understood how one could feel...reverence for something...or someone...<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>30-07-2016, 05:04:41</strong>
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				Tetra was still for several moments as she watched the swirl of colors dance over his skin. She was sure that he was the most beautiful being she had ever seen. Her fingers moved over his chest to trail the flash of purples and greens as her eyes lit with wonder. "I love that you can do this, that I can see how I affect you just by looking at your skin. You're beautiful, Glitch."<br><br>The feel of him so hard and deep inside of her wouldn't let her remain still for long. Tetra worked her thighs so she could move up and down his shaft. She kept her motions slow at first, but then the frantic need she felt for him washed through her and she was truly riding him hard and fast.&nbsp; Tetra leaned down to bring her lips to his own as her hips bucked back and forth. <br><br>Her lips brushed across his, and it was not long before before her tongue was exploring his mouth and sliding along his own. She broke their kiss with a gasp as small groans worked their way up from her throat. Her lips moved over his cheek and then her teeth clamped onto his earlobe lightly. Tetra's voice was a needy growl when she spoke. "Turn us over. I want you on top and driving into me."<br><br>She was excited to see how he would take to the new position, and how he would use that glorious body of his to thrust into her. Already her pussy was wet and the sounds of their flesh meeting was loud. She was close to the edge, but she needed to feel him deeper and harder. She had to see just what kind of power this body of his had. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>09-08-2016, 18:11:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands remained on her hips, and it took him a few moments to catch on; but eventually Glitch bucked up his hips to meet her motions. They created a beautiful rhythm of pleasure together. <br><br>Then she told him he was beautiful. He could only smile up at her. He was experiencing far too much to articulate back to her at that moment, but it was all wonderful, especially when she leaned in to kiss him. This too was new, but he followed her lead as best he could. It was then that he was quite thankful he was proficient in multitasking, as their bodies did not stop even as he tongue danced with his. So many sensations! He knew it would be easy to be overwhelmed. <br><br>She bit his ear, and gave him instructions to turn them over. He knew, both from his own experiences now, and from Drake, that Tetra often like to be fucked hard. He smiled and nodded at her, then did as she wished. <br><br>One arm wrapped around her, holding her to him, as he simply sat up, moved to his knees and turned - all while she was perched on the cock inside her. His eyes never left hers as he lay her down on the bed, and began to let his large hands explore her body further. <br><br>Those hands slid down her long legs, and coaxed them to wrap around him as he leaned in for another kiss. He found he really enjoyed that, kissing Tetra. Only then did he begin moving to rock in and out of her. <br><br>He was slow, at first, letting them work together to build the pace she desired. It did not take long before he was pounding into her, letting her legs around him urge him on. He took a moment from the kissing to lean up and observe; watching her breasts bounce from the force of their fucking, taking in how the various muscles in her body flexed, and even how his large, specifically crafted shaft forcefully invaded over and over again. <br><br>It was a wonder, as those sights pleased him as well. Not just the tactile sensations, though those were close to overwhelming now, but the sight and sounds of their actions affected him in ways he’d never had suspected. Perhaps this brain that he made fro the body, while mostly a piece of himself, did require more human inspired structures to connect the nervous system to. Perhaps he’d made himself more human than intended. <br><br>Whatever the result, he knew he loved this, and hoped it might never end. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>17-08-2016, 22:35:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra loved how strong Glitch was in this form. He easily lifted her and turned them until she was on her back and he was above her. The way he filled her and the feel of his hands roaming her body soon had her writhing beneath him. Her back arched as she pushed her breasts into his hands. Her legs wrapped around his hips loosely, because she wanted to give him plenty of room to drive into her. <br><br>His mouth found hers, and Tetra's fingers dug into his shoulders as she returned it with heat. When he began to move in and out of her, she gasped against his lips. He was big, filling her perfectly so that she felt stretched, and the friction of his thrusts had her melting beneath him. Then he started pounding into her, and Tetra cried out as he pushed her to her orgasm. Still he didn't stop. He was on his hands and leaning over her, watching her with those sinful eyes and she didn't miss the way his gaze tracked her bouncing breasts. <br><br>It was almost too much, the way he ravished her, but Tetra loved every second of it. The sounds that they made with his body slapping against hers, his cock plunging into her wet pussy over and over, was almost as amazing as the fast, relentless pace he kept up. One orgasm turned into another, then another. She knew her pussy would be bruised after this, but she didn't want it to stop. There was so much she wanted to experience with Glitch's new form that she was unable to voice everything she wanted. <br><br>Tetra had no idea if Glitch could ejaculate, and it didn't matter to her either way. She just wanted him to remain hard. Her voice was hoarse with how much she had screamed when she told him, "Show me what else you can do, Glitch. I want to feel everything with you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>27-08-2016, 18:56:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Inundated by sensations, Glitch actually felt like two beings at the same time. One observing, linked to Tetra and to the new body, but still an outsider, and the other, fast becoming overwhelmed but pleasures the body could hardly process - as if it were reaching a limit...one he’d only known of second hand was fast approaching. <br><br>As Tetra writhed beneath him, her body clenching his in every possible way, Glitch, or the humanoid form of him, hit that wall, and let the humanoid brain conduct it’s programed base sequences, flooding tetra’s womb. Of course, while it was possible to create genetic material that was compatible to humans, that was not desired. So glitch simply replaced what this body’s testicles manufactured with the restorative ‘goo’ he had healed her body in on the day he saved her. He figured this would easy whatever discomfort she may have later. <br><br>He could feel her desire, her need to continue, even though she’d just been through a series of fantastic orgasms - and he had his first. <br><br>Glitch smiled down at her. “As you wish Tetra.” He did not know what ‘everything’ was, but he could her emotions well enough to know that she wanted something new - as it was him after all - but also something familiar...something she missed. <br><br>Tentacles, as even he was now thinking of them, versus dexterous manipulators, floated into her room from the door, four in all. Each one reached for a limb, wrapping about her ankles and wrists until she was held firmly, but not too restrictive. Given her strength, she could fight the bonds, moving them slightly, but not escape her overall position. <br><br>His humanoid form was still buried inside her, and he smiled at her before closing his golden eyes and concentrating. Slowly two more arms emerged from below his shoulders; allowing him to hold himself up on one, caress her face with one, and two to roam her body, grabbing, and groping at will. <br><br>That was not the only thing he grew - another appendage, just below the large cock that was still inside her grew out, and pressed itself against her tight ass. This phallus was already slick, secreting the healing gel as a lubricant, as he pressed inside her and grew to a size that he could feel pleased her. Only then did Glitch begin moving his large body in and out of her once more. Restrained by the ship, but fucked and touched by the humanoid body, Glitch hoped that this was novel enough for his favorite being - Tetra. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 22:11:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra's eyes grew wide when she saw some of Glitch's tentacles coming into her room. Her breath caught on a hitch, and even though there was a trace of worry in her gaze, there was also the unmistakable look of excitement. She didn't know what he intended to do, but she knew he would make it good for her. <br><br>“Glitch.” She rasped as she tested the tentacles' grip on her. She pulled with her arms, but they held her wrists tightly, making sure she could only move the smallest bit. Her legs tried to kick against the restraints, but with how firmly he held her in place, she barely moved. The feel of it, being held down so completely by him, had her pussy clenching around his shaft again. <br><br>When he grew two more arms right in front of her, she gasped loudly. This was all so strange, but she could not deny the thrill that went through her when his new hands began to roam her body and squeeze her breasts. “Oh fuck, Glitch.” She tried to writhe behind him as her smile grew. “This is amazing!”<br><br>Tetra was completely unprepared for when she felt a second cock pressing at her ass. She had not thought he could surprise her more, and then the slick head of his second cock was pressing inside of her. Her eyes closed and she groaned, the noises from her turning loudly as he pushed inside of her fully. Her eyes opened with a startled surprise when she felt him growing larger inside of her ass. <br><br>Glitch started to move inside of her, and with the first thrust she screamed as pleasure tore through her body. What he was doing to her was more then she had ever experienced, more then she had known he could do. No matter how hard she tried to thrash, his tentacles held her firm, and his two cocks claimed both of her holes again and again. One orgasm crashed into another, and another. Her body went limp, and she barely held onto consciousness. <br><br>“Glitch.” She whispered to him. Tetra's eyes closed, and a satiated smile pulled at her lips. Then there was darkness, and she knew nothing more. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>22-10-2016, 05:49:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her reaction was all Glitch could have hoped for. He could feel her pleasure and it fed his own. Fucking her hard as she had never been thrilled him. Holding onto her was always pleasent...any touch was welcome. <br><br>He pounded into both her holes ceaselessly, relishing the waves of bliss that flowed from her, one after another. He could not believe not only how good that felt but how good he felt...this body, the sensations. He now had twice the beautiful input from the cock driving into her, and the hands roaming her perfect body. <br><br>As she came one last time, and drifted off, Glitched finished with her, once more filling her with restorative fluids instead of humanoid genetic material. He smiled, testing the facial expression, but she was not conscious to judge it. <br><br>The tentacles retreated, no longer holding her spread eagle, as he rolled; pulling her into his arms. Two of those arms were reabsorbed back into his body, was was the extra cock, until he was just as he had been when she told him he was beautiful. <br><br>From the computer records, and Drakes memories, this was cuddling. Certainly a first for him. He liked it, smiling again. Tentacles turned off lights tucked them both under the covers and closed doors as they retreated from the room. <br><br>Just Glitch with tetra in his arms, on her bed. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>27-10-2016, 01:51:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra woke up feeling wonderful. She was in a cocoon of warmth with Glitch's arms wrapped around her and the blanket pulled up over them. Tetra tilted her head up so she could look into Glitch's eyes, and her breath caught from how utterly beautiful he was. Her hand moved up to cup his cheek and she smiled at him, “You could not have pleased me more with the way you look.”<br><br>Her smile turned into a grin, “And the things you can do with that body must be illegal in nine different systems.” <br><br>They had been rough the night before, but Tetra felt no aches from how thoroughly Glitch had taken her. She didn't question how that was so, but simply enjoyed that it was. Though there was a lot of pleasure found in the morning after ache, Tetra would rather just enjoy Glitch on the morning after. <br><br>Her hand smoothed down his chest, and then moved around his hip to grab one of his butt cheeks. All of him was perfectly formed. If she was not careful, she'd be all over him without a thought for what they had yet to do. <br><br>“How long do you think it will take before we can reached populated space, figuring in all the alterations you need to make?” Before she'd felt restless, but if Tetra were honest with herself, now she thought the time might fly. Glitch's form, and his abilities would help fill that time wonderfully. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>08-11-2016, 03:17:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I am glad you are pleased. He smiled...an act that seemed more comfortable. He smiled more when she grabbed his posterior and made comments about what his capabilities were. He understood this to be compliments. <br><br>However, despite her hands roaming his body, she spoke of their work. He could sense her hesitation to ‘play’ too much, and he understood. Sex could be a distraction for humans, as they were not a mile long with the ability to multi task as he could. <br><br><br>With the interface complete, we could attempt an FTL jump at any time now, though we should test this with small jumps, increasing distance and calibrating as needed before anything larger. We are not far from human inhabited space, relatively speaking. We could be there almost instantly. You, however, have stated we should not venture near your kind without defenses. Those will be finished and ready for your review within a few hours. If you approve, the only remaining time needed is to build up a suitable stockpile of the weapons ammunition and replenish my stores as best we can before proceeding with your mission.” <br><br><br>He looked at her, with his golden eyes, in admiration. “We are soon to resume your goals Tetra - and I will again have purpose.” This pleased him more than he could convey...even with this new body. Human interaction was terribly limited. <br><br><br>As he held her in his arms, he also knew that humanoid interact was terrible pleasing. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>12-11-2016, 00:32:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra thought about how close they were to their goal, to the ability to rescue those enslaved in the populated systems. Part of her wanted to leave right that moment, but there was a larger part of her that knew they should not rush to the rescue before they had the tools in place to make those rescues successful. <br><br>“Lets wait twenty four hours before we head out. Then we can practice with the small jumps. I'd like for our defenses to be completed and for us to be fully stocked before we embark on our mission.”<br><br>She smiled at him, and it struck her again how long Glitch must have been floating around out in the dead of space with no interaction. It must have been incredibly boring, if he could feel such a thing. It was becoming harder to think of him as an artificial kind of intelligence, because with this new body of his, Tetra was beginning to think of him as an&nbsp; individual. <br><br>Tetra gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then hopped up out of the bed. “Loathe as I am to cover up that magnificent body of yours, having you walk around naked all the time would be incredibly distracting. I think I have some jumpsuits that would fit you.” She didn't mention that they had been Drake's. Glitch would know that, and it wasn't something she wanted to think about. <br><br>It only took her a few minutes to dig up some clothing from where she stored them. Tetra pulled out a black jumpsuit that zipped up the front, and helped Glitch put it on. She wasn't sure if she really needed to help him, but she had her own motives. Instead of covering up his upper body, she tied the sleeves into a knot around his hips. He looked mouthwatering, and illicit images of just what she'd like him to do to her filled her head. <br><br>It was with some difficulty that she pushed those thoughts away, no matter how tempting, and focused on her hunger that was making itself known. “Did you make breakfast for me? Are you able to eat in this form, or is it not needed?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>13-11-2016, 22:19:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://therogueairmen.com/images/ideas/pics/glitch.jpg)</div>Glitch nodded at her suggestions, and knew that he would have the next weapon demonstration for her shortly. To show her another project he’d worked on, he let in another form. This body was short, walking on six articulated legs, the body and limbs all obviously armored. It had several tentacles sprouting from it, one of them holding her meal. The new body spoke, not with the same voice Glitch used, but in a clearly humanoid one. “This form is ready. They are semi-autonomous, but I am able to take direct control. They can board craft, fight, and be used to rescue slaves. This one also brings breakfast.” <br><br>Glitch, now tucked in ill fitting portion of a jumpsuit, nodded at the new form. “I do not have to eat, as you do. I used the space in this body for other things. I will have to replenish this form regularly, but that can be handled simply and relatively unobtrusively via an umbilical of sorts.” <br><br>Glitch, the humanoid continued to explain things, as he ushered her out to her chair as the ceiling opened and the stars were displayed for her. “These soldiers can be loaded into a shuttle I am working on. A small, sublight craft that I can control to deliver these soldiers, and pick up our intended slaves. I cannot armor the shuttles well, and they are resource intensive to produce, but I believe we can use them effectively.” <br><br>Near her seat a section of the floor grew apart, and a screen emerged. “I have repaired one of the damaged displays from your ship. I have connected it here to provide a visual interface for you.” The screen flickered on, and it displayed very large object in space. “I have this drone providing visual information in your sight spectrum to this display. What you are seeing is me...us. That is the external view of myself.” The view zoomed in to the side of the large organic craft that was Glitch, focusing on two long metal structures that emerged. “These are the rail guns. I am working on more for my ventral side. They have a significant degree of movement, so that we are not limited to firing only straight ahead.” <br><br>“I can use the bacteria warhead, the explosive warheads, or purely kinetic weapons with a very dense metal perpetrator. As we agreed, for anything other than a self-preservation immediate situation, I will default to your judgement and instructions on the use of these weapons. However, i think I have devised some tactics that would apply.” He then explained how he thought they should jump into a system at a good distance from where they were likely to find hostile ships, and engage them with the rail guns first, followed by missiles to hold hostilities hostage with the delayed explosive charges. Then send out shuttles to board and secure slaves, return them to him, and disengage all weapons only after they depart the system. The bacteria warheads would be used only in situations where no rescue was planned, and wished to impart maximum damage and shock value. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Holly Marlow</strong> on <strong>16-11-2016, 01:56:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tetra pulled on her own jumpsuit, and was zipping it up when another form walked into her cabin. Her eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped. She wasn't sure if she should be horrified or intrigued. It was almost spider like with all of its legs, and that was creepy all on its own. When it spoke to her, the humanoid voice helped set her a bit more at ease, but she didn't think she could ever get really used to it as she was with Glitch's new form. His beautiful form, that was. <br><br>“Its..” She paused, and accepted the plate and cup the spider thing held out to her. “Interesting.” Tetra was a bit dazed as Glitch led her out to her chair and had her sit. “I think it will suit its purpose well, and scare our enemies.”<br><br>She was still stuck on the strange new creation, and it took her a few moments to follow what Glitch was telling her. Her gaze moved to him and she was surprised again when he told her what he'd been working on. “You're making a shuttle?” That was not something she had expected. <br><br>Tetra began eating her fluffy scrambled eggs, and did not question just what they were really made of. It was better not to know how Glitch made her food and drink. As long as it tasted good, she was happy. The coffee tasted good as well, and it helped to perk her up a bit. <br><br>She always loved looking up at the display of stars when Glitch opened the ceiling for her, though often she found herself searching for any familiar planets or star systems. She grinned when a screen emerged near her chair. “This will be very useful. Thank you for that.”<br><br>Her jaw dropped again when she saw just how huge Glitch was. Tetra had not gotten a very good look the first time she had seen it. The ship, Glitch, was beautifully made and she wasn't shy about telling him. “Glitch, you are very impressive. I imagine seeing this ship coming will worry the slavers a great deal.”<br><br>She was highly impressed by everything he had built, and touched because he had built it for the purpose of helping her with her mission. More importantly, Tetra was very excited about just how ready they would be. This was far more then she had on her other ship. Glitch's efficiency meant they could save so more many people then she had ever dreamed. <br><br>“Glitch, you have gone above and beyond what I have asked, and i am so grateful for that. A lot of people now have hope in their futures because of what we're going to do. “ She set her finished plate and cup down to the side and turned towards him. “I just have no idea how I can possibly give you as much as you've given me.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Whisper in the Dark (for Holly Marlow and myself)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>That One Guy</strong> on <strong>18-12-2016, 05:35:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He walked closer to her, standing beside the chair, and then, in some reflex or memory from someone else, decided to squat down beside her, to meet her gaze level. He smiled at her, and took her hand. “Tetra, perhaps you will never understand what you’ve given me. It is not something easy to comprehend the scope of, even for me. I’ve been alone longer than your species had first took its first steps out of your home planet's atmosphere. I’ve been adrift, without proper form or purpose. I think, looking back, I was a bit insane, as far as my kind can be. You gave me purpose, and taught me what companionship is. I am no longer lonely. Not only do I know know what happiness is, I feel it.”<br><br>Glitch rose and the other worker from left the room. He looked around this space he’d built for her, and still felt it was inadequate. It was a shelter for her with comforts. But it wasn’t hers. “Tetra, I’d like you to put some thought into this room. What can be done to make it really yours. Not merely comfortable, but...to make it where you feel it is your home. You feel I have provided you things, and the ability to escalate your mission. But I wish more. I wish to be your partner in all things, and for you to be truly at home.”<br><br>He looked down at the ill fitting jump suit hugging his massive and long legs. “And I will also develop pants if you wish. Though I do not see the point.” He looked back at her, smiling, colors dancing across his flesh in amusement. <br>
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