For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf & Quinz128)
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				Title: <strong>For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>13-02-2017, 05:21:41</strong>
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				“Today's the day” <br><br>Alex Puckett stepped out of the rented car, running a hand through his short, reddish brown hair, as he looked at the sign, on the impressive white building before him. Proudly it announced that he had reached, Goldling Genetics Unlimited, one of several companies in the area, which specialized in the creation of Genomorphic Pets, more commonly called Pets or in more formal settings Genomorphs. These beings are made by combining human and animal DNA and grown in labs, so that they resemble bipedal (at least most of the time) versions of those animals, with very human hands and intelligence. Nearly fifty years after they were first introduced into the market, several companies have switched from the extensive and costly methods of creating individual pet, to a more natural breeding, even if they lose some control over how the final product turns out. <br><br>GGU does both, maintaining a large breeding stock, to sell pets at a reduced cost to the middle class and a separate custom pet division, where someone could get a personalized Genomorph created just for their desires. Alex had in fact, been looking just into getting such a unique companion himself but given the time restraints he had, after the timeline for such a process had been explained to him over a vidcall, he had decided that, it would best to purchase either one of the pets coming to age through the breeding process or looking into adopting one of the pets, the company had awaiting a rehoming. <br><br>For a moment, the rather tall, if pale man just looked at the build, before reaching back into the car and pulling on a jacket. It was little chilly to him, although someone used to the mild autumns on Earth, wouldn’t have noticed much. But then again, he had spent the better part of the past five years aboard climate control space stations or aboard his ship. Experiencing natural temperature fluctuations, was unusually for him. Glancing at the jacket, just before he pulled it one, he chuckled. While he was wearing his street clothes, a plain black shirt and jeans, the jacket was one of those he had been issued. <br><br>Stitched across the left breast was Captain Puckett in gold, which stood out from the dark blue of the jacket. Such a glorified title, for someone who barely had to do more then punch in commands, on a computer terminal and run checks on the systems. Admittedly, he had to be trained on how to make repairs to both physical parts of the spaceship and how to correct errors in the automated systems, along with being able to take the stick, should something have gone horribly wrong. Of course, he had never had to do any of that but that didn’t stop him from having to do weekly simulator training. On the back, across his shoulders, was written; <em>Lady Be Good</em>, the name of his ore hauler and beneath was Lockstar Mining INC, the company he worked for. <br><br>Glancing down at the comm unit in his hand, his grey eyes read over the announcement he had been sent, just after his conversation with the rep from GGU. Today was suppose to be some sort of adoption event for the company, with reduced prices for returned custom pets. He had been assured they weren’t rejects but rather perfectly fine specimens, which their owners had been reluctant to return, not because they were dissatisfied but because of new situations in their personal lives. Double checking the date and time, which matched the current day, he tucked the comm into his jacket and stroded towards the door. <br><br>Today would be the day. <br><br>Alex knew he couldn’t go back into space, not alone. Five years he had sailed between Earth and her colonies, all by himself. At first he had enjoyed the solitude. Weeks, even months at a time, between being able to touch and have a real time conversation with someone. But his last few trips, something was wrong, his dreams were troubling but he couldn’t recall them. He just knew he couldn’t sleep for more than a few hours at a time. On his way back to Earth, he had started seeing things, out of the corner of his vision and he would swear he heard sounds, voices maybe. He had heard stories from other stellar sailors. It was the black void, whispering in your mind, driving you mad, until you overrode the controls and plunged your ship into a planet’s atmosphere. He needed someone to ride the Lady with him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>13-02-2017, 08:18:57</strong>
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				"Maybe today will be the day!" One of the Caretakers said, finger getting a bit close to the air holes for the plastic cage. She seemed a nice enough woman, encouraging, but months had gone by and it was against regulations to interact further with the creatures. So long had she gone without any kind of physical touch nor interactions beyond a greeting and a bowl of food and water slipped into her on the regular to keep her up, but she felt as if she was dying at this point, succumbing to depression at the idea that she would never be back with anyone.<br><br>Silently this pet had laid down, stretched across the floor with a neutral look. Months. It had been months since she was brought here. Had it even been a year? It could have. And she had seen so many people. She was hopeful it was some cruel joke when her Master's parents brought her here, without one more chance to see him. She heard them speaking as they drove with her in the back seat. It seemed that they never understood she could actually understand them. That she could speak english at that point in her life. Many people thought the Genomorphs were bred without that capacity - and to be fair most were - but she had enough intelligence to learn.<br><br>Most people went about getting Genomorphs mixed with cats or dogs as they were traditional pets. Some went more exotic with colorful birds - though they were more expensive and difficult to blend - others went with unique mammals. Hedgehogs, perhaps, Skunks or Mustelids like the one that laid here now. She was a Ferret Genemorph, smaller than some of the other breeds, more sociable due to her ferret nature blended with natural human sociability. But now she was getting none of that. <br><br>After the first month, realization that she would never be brought back came, it sank in and she did try to get attention for more. She wouldn't dare speak after the first weak, as many saw that as a reason to <em>not</em> take her it seemed. They seemed almost sickened at the idea. She could see it in their face. So she stopped, just trying to be cute, seem needy because she really wanted to be welcomed to a family again, held and petted and brushed and played with. But after the many more months her hope went down. She wanted to be taken out of this box, sure, but she doubted she ever would...<br><br>She'd die in this place, wouldn't she?<br><br>The sound of the automatic doors opening caused her eyes to roll towards them, her eyes noticing someone guided by one of the caretakers of this area, causing her to shift and sit up with her kneeling down, hands to her knees as she practiced her looks. A tilt of the head and a smile? Eyes closed or opened? Should she look forwards? <em>Would it really matter?</em> She took a deep breath, puffing out her chest before releasing it as she looked to the other Genomorphs - three feline and two canine that had been returned fairly recently - figuring he'd just choose a common one as the others... But maybe she'd get lucky?<br><br><hr><br>While the various Pets came to attention, the caretaker - a woman named Lisa - lead Alex past the door, her hand out as she explained, "And this is it. As you have been told Mr. Puckett, all of these are certified returns. No defects or anything like that, no signs of disease - perfectly healthy- and as a certified guarantee they are protected under the initial half-decade disease prevention and the first yearly check-up is on us as long as you return to our offices here on Earth. After that you can feel free to have check ups on any of the other Unified Colonies. But enough of that, I'm sure you're excited to try and find your new companion!"<br><br>The woman was certainly a peppy, older woman with her black hair done up in a bun with a pen through it, glasses that she kept on with a small black cord and a white coat that gave the illusion she might actually be one of the scientists rather than a caretaker and sales rep. "Now, despite not getting one made yourself, we have a selection. If you check down on the Certificates by each of the Pets, you can see what they were bred for per the requests and, of course, see how they look yourself." The woman stepped to one of the plastic cages, placing a hand to the certificate of a black-cat looking Pet, "Like this one here was meant to be a bit more sleek. Shedding was basically bred out of her so no need to worry there. The original owner worried about too much neediness so she was also bred for quite a bit of independence. As long as you leave a way for her to get food and water, she can keep herself alone without trouble. Then again, it also makes her less... affectionate."<br><br>She paused and then said, "OH! And yes, they have names, but we can also change that if none are nice for you. Like this one is Chia." She then moved away from the cage, the block-cat Genomorph seeming to just keep herself lazily lounging in her cage. "But, feel free to take a look around the others. Ask any questions you need." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>13-02-2017, 09:16:04</strong>
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				“Thank you Lisa” said Alex, smiling slightly, even though he was little offput by the woman’s peppiness and the rather bubbling way she had swept him through the doors and into the adoption center. Not to mention, the very first pet she showed him, before letting him look around on his own, was the very opposite of what he was looking for. Still, he hadn’t forgotten his social graces, in his travels through the great dark, so he could grin and bare it, at least for a little while longer, until he was able to get a look at the others he would purchase. <br><br>And it was that social grace, which kept him looking at the black cat Genomorph and reading through her certificate, even though there was no way he would be adopting Chia. In all do honesty, an unsocial, independent pet, wandering through the ship around him, as more then likely to aggravate his growing mental problems, rather than sooth them. He was already imagining movement in the shadows, he didn’t really need something really moving there. In fact, he was fairly sure he wasn’t going to be taking any of the feline pets they had to offer. He had always been more of a dog person himself and there were at least two of those up for grabs. <br><br>The spaceship captain made his way from cage to cage, even stopping at the other felines, to read about them. Some of the requests and details of what had gone into making the Genomorphs was rather fascinating. It was like peering into another person's mind, to see some of their deepest, strongest cravings in the companions they designed. It also made him wonder why such pets, with their detailed crafting, had been returned. Had some facet of personality been overlooked? Had the other owner realized, this really wasn’t what they craved? Had they found out later on, those traits were more trouble, than they were worth? <br><br>When he reached the sixth and final occupied cage, he didn’t really look inside but instead went right for the certificate. His eyes skimmed over the top of the page and then he frowned slightly, knowing something was different but not being able to put his finger on it. Then he read more slowly and paused when he got to species. Ferret. He hadn’t seen a ferret Genomorph before, most had been cats or dogs, with horses coming in a strong third. He didn’t even recall seeing ferrets on the sites that advertised for pets. <br><br>Lowering the certificate, his grey eyes went to truly look at the being within the cage. His slight, polite smile widened and warmed somewhat, as he studied the kneeling pet. After a few moments, he kept standing there, even as he went back to the certificate, spending much longer at the last cage, then he had at any other. Sociable, intelligent and interesting, all three core characteristics he was looking for. Setting the certificate aside, he looked at the ferret again, dropping down slightly, to bring himself eye to eye with the Genomorph, just studying her for long seconds. <br><br>“Well” Alex said softly, half not expecting an answer but rather a reaction, “How about it, want to come with me?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>13-02-2017, 09:36:36</strong>
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				Lisa decided to keep out of Alex's way as he went about the various other ones. Cats had some usual requests, ease of care, cuddly, though independent, low maintenance. At least one of them actively tried to interact with him, rubbing against the plastic screen. The dogs did have a stereotype as well with loyal, excitable, sociable as well. The two were both Labrador breeds, too, golden coated and seeming to be watching him with excitement as they came by, though being polite about boundaries and waiting patiently as he read and looked about them. <br><br>When the man came to the ferret-cage, the Pet straightened up, rocking her hips and sitting up like a proud creature... Until she realized that he wasn't even looking to her. As such, she felt he didn't really care, her head lowered, ears shifting back and large eyes dropping to half-lids as she waited, expecting him to move away, but he seemed to remain. He... was lowering the certificate. No one would want a depressed one around, so she lifted herself up, offering a smile and widening her eyes to give that large-eyed neotonous look that seemed so nice and innocent.<br><br>He was just... standing there. The ferret Genomorph occasionally had her eyes flicker to the left and right, questionably. Her ear flickered wondering what he was expecting. He looked back to the certificate which did mark her as bred for Sociability, Intelligence and a minor bit of Caretaking. When he looked to her, once more, her mouth slightly opened, not even presenting anymore just sitting in quiet with a look that hung between concern and confusion. She looked to the certificate still in his hand before looking up as her eyes met his.<br><br><em>He wants me!</em> She thought excitably, moving her arms wide and practically moving and hugging at the plastic wall between them as Lisa moved to the side, smiling, "Oh? So you want her, then? Good! She has been around a while. Admittedly, was kind of afraid we may not adopt her out. Actually warms the heart." The older woman patted at her own chest and said, "Just give me a moment of your time to get the things signed and payment transferred and you can take her with you right now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>13-02-2017, 10:55:17</strong>
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				Alex wasn’t sure what he expected the reaction to his question to be. Maybe a shaking of the ferret’s head, excited clapping perhaps or a broad happy smile. What he knew he hadn’t expected, was for the small Genomorph to launch herself towards the plastic side of the cage, in a vain attempt to embrace him. His smile broadened and he couldn’t help the soft, amused laughter, as he straightened up, glancing over at Lisa, who had appeared at the side of the cage. He nodded, as she asked him for a little more time, to get all the paperwork signed and payment approved, before he took the ferret from the cage. <br><br>“Of course” said the spacer, turning his smile back on the pet, before he tapped the plastic softly, “Just a few minutes.” <br><br>More than willing to endure a little more peppiness, he went along with the caretaker, over to the nearest terminal, to do the paperwork, which was all digital nowadays. A few signatures, on nearly a dozen forms, some banking information and one conferment of payment later and everything seemed neatly wrapped up, at least on this end of things. His bank account could take the hit, he had just made a run in from Io and passing through the asteroid belt, always came with a bonus. Which is to say, he wouldn’t be left penniless after this purchase, always a good thing in his book. <br><br>Walking back to the cage, he did wonder why no one else had adopted the ferret, if the poor female Genomorph had really been here for months? Of course, it could just be some sob story to make him feel even better about take her but if it was true? Maybe some people just didn’t have taste, when it came to pets or wanted more normalcy in their pet. Still she seemed like a perfectly good match to what he was looking for in a pet. Smiling, he watched as the door was unlocked and swung open, offering freedom to the occupant. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>13-02-2017, 11:35:52</strong>
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				When the plastic was tapped, the ferret-morph would slowly lean back, arms sliding off of the plastic as she looked to him, giving a nod as she kept a smile while watching him wander off with the other human. She would then stand up as soon as they left, feeling so amazing at being picked than these other, younger Pets, but nope! It was her! She couldn't help but dance a bit in place, tail wiggling as her long mustelid body shifted around before she accidentally slipped on her waterbowl and tumbled over, falling on the soft floor she had blinking before glancing around, glad the others didn't seem to really notice her, literal slip-up.<br><br><hr> <br><br>Lisa had gotten the papers done, informing that her name was originally Wendy, but if he wanted to change it he could with the paperwork as, regardless, she was set with a numbered code which was made in the creation process. If he cared, she was 5728-A, but this was mainly for their records as names could be changed and these creatures actually could end up being perfectly healthy and passed down for generations - the longest one was three since they started - but the therapy work as a bit long.<br><br>After the information was passed, he was followed to the cage and then went over with him, informing Alex that, "The laws around here are strict. Any pets need to have a collar and leash and these are provided for you. Your name and quick-contact info is set on the tag as well as our number if she is lost and you can't be contacted." Lisa smiled as she handed Alex the leash, then opened the cage, moving to put the collar on his new Pet, the creature even seeming to dip her head in a bow when the collar was set, she seeming to be wholly agreeable.<br><br>As soon as the ferret-morph was given freedom after the collar she seemed to hurry up and wrap her arms around Alex, giving him a tight hug, she actually quite a bit shorter than him, which was more pronounced when she wasn't in the cage's raised platform, she around the five foot mark, so her face was in his chest with her right leg raised up and left on her toes as she hugged him. After the moment, she pulled back and put her hands behind her back, rocking back and forth and waiting, not wanting to risk speaking just yet, her head tilting slightly as she was ready to move and see her new home! Curious if it was as luxurious as her previous one...
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>13-02-2017, 23:09:39</strong>
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				This time, Alex was expecting it, when the ferret, freshly collared, wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace. One of his own arms, slipped around the shorter Genomorph, giving her a squeeze, before she pulled back to look at him. He took the leash from Lisa and easily connected it to the collar. He had a feeling he wouldn’t need the leash much, maybe for the rest of the day and tomorrow, but after that, they’d be aboard the Lady and on the way to Mars. He wouldn’t need the leash then. <br><br>“Thank you very much Lisa” said the Spacer, turning his attention to the caretaker, “You have been very helpful.” <br><br>Smiling, he glanced back at the ferret&nbsp; and turned towards the doors, leading his new pet from Goldling Genetics Unlimited and out to the parking lot. The leash was held lightly and with plenty of slack, as he got her into the passenger side of the car, before walking around and climbing in himself. The drive to the apartment complex wasn’t overly long and mostly controlled by the guidance system in the car, which was linked to the city traffic control. Much like the ship he ‘captained’, all he really needed to do was to punch in where he wanted to go. Of course, he could have spent the extra money on a model he could have really steered and controlled how fast it went but the insurance for that kind of thing was insane. <br><br>The car rolled to the gentle stop outside of the Starlight Complex, which was near the spaceport. Now he didn’t rent a apartment here but Lockstar Mining INC owned several, as did other companies, who had spaceships and those were always open to the crews of the ship, as a place to stay planetside, before they had to ship out again. Each apartment was a plain plain affair, a bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen and living room, all in a neutral off white color. It was a drab, everyone could hate equally and yet, not be able to complain out, without sounding whiny or entitled. After all, those apartments were for everyone to use and were not suppose to be customized for someone, who wouldn’t be there for more than a few weeks at a time. <br><br>“We’ll be here for a couple of days” said the spacer, as the pair reached the apartment he was using and stepped inside, the door closing behind them, “Its not much I know but it’ll do while we’re here. My name is Alex.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-02-2017, 07:21:52</strong>
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				This was so exciting and refreshing. As soon as she got out from the building her arms came out to feel the light and warmth of the run on her naked, furred body. Without the artificial lights, she could be seen rather well. Her body was furred with a blend of brown, white and black. Her body was mostly brown with a splotch of black along her back and the tip of her tail black as well, her arms and underbelly completely white with her face having a mask-like marking of black around her eyes with white along her musiled mouth and brown that went the back of her head. A sigh came from her as she opened her eyes and looked to her new Master, who she caught was Alex from Lisa when she waved him off and told him to "Take care, Alex". He seemed nice! But maybe she was bias.<br><br>The ferret-girl would move after him, coming into the passenger seat of the car, lifting her arms when the door closed as a way to insure the automated seatbelts fastened - much like her old Masters' car did - and lowered her hands to her lap as she looked around. She had to admit, the car did have a bit of a curious smell to her, but she let it roll of her back as if the thought was water and she were an otter. She watched the area, recognizing some familiar streets as they passed by and glad that they hadn't been so changed from the loss of going out. But soon she found herself almost pressing her nose against the glass as she watched the new area pass by, somewhere she had never seen before. New was good... She would have to get used to new... And at that thought, she turned her head, looking to Alex and questioning just what kind of master he would be. He wouldn't be like the young boy who grew up with her and forgot about her. He was a man, now. Would he be more like the boy's father? Would he be rather hands off aside from a laugh and a scritch under the chin before leaving on his business?<br><br>The car rolled to a stop and made a slight jerk, causing her to stare forwards and look up the building infront of him... <em>This didn't look like a house</em>, was her immediate thought, she lifting her arms up to let the seatbelt automatically be pulled off when the door was opened, she moving carefully from the car when Alex got the leash back and started leading her once more. And before she knew it, she was inside the... whatever it would be called... It wasn't a house. It was white as she expected, but had some scent to it that wasn't really pinpointable from her experience. She was used to extravagance, even as a pet so an apartment was a new idea for her.<br><br>The ferret-morph remained standing infront of the door, with ears perked until he closed it, she lifting her tail a bit and looking behind her before following the man with her eyes. When he spoke his name, his new pet lifted her hand up, settling it palm-down to her chest, along her sternum and between her modest bust, and deciding to speak simply, so that he knew, "W-Wendy." Practically cementing her name - as opposed to the caretaker's idea he could get to choose a new one if he wanted. The genomorph's voice was rather small - perhaps because he meekness - though it was also rather high pitched, perhaps due to the bit of the more squeaky ferret-genes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>15-02-2017, 02:59:50</strong>
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				“Ah” said Alex, “So you can speak.” <br><br>The spacer smiled reassuringly, plainly pleased with the reveal of the ability, his new pet had. Shrugging off the jacket, he walked to the couch the apartment boosted and sat down. For a long moment, he looked at Wendy, watching her and considering what he should do next. Still smiling, he gestured at the couch, inviting the ferret to sit with him, something he doubted her former owner would have ever done. Of course, that could just be his own bias about the wealthy but he couldn’t ever recall seeing a picture of a Genomorph sitting on a chair. <br><br>“You must have some questions Wendy” he said, his voice friendly and inviting, “But I think I know the first one. The living arrangements? I normally don’t stay here but I like to visit dirtside when I can. And I suppose I should explain that too. I am a captain for Lockstar Mining and I spend most of my time aboard a spaceship. In about two days, I’m heading back up into orbit and you’ll be coming with me.” <br><br>Alex paused, watching the Genomorph for her reaction. It was always interesting to tell someone he was a spacer, everyone who lived on a planet, seemed to think his job was either horrifying or immensely exciting. Really, it was very routine and almost as boring as the apartment’s color scheme was. Except when it wasn’t. But then again, you really really didn’t want things to be exciting in a spaceship. Exciting meant something had gone wrong and that could get you killed, very quickly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>15-02-2017, 04:31:39</strong>
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				The reaction he had about her speaking her name did seem a bit... surprising to her.&nbsp; Pleasantly surprising, in fact, so much that she was smiling towards him as he went about to remove the jacket and go about sitting on the couch. With a sense of expectation, she moved over to the couch when he sat and lowered herself, at the arm and crawled across the cushions when he motioned eventually laying down on her belly with her chin settled on his thigh and glancing upwards as he went about speaking, her feet hanging off the couch's arm. <br><br>Her eyes remained raised as he spoke, talking about the living area - which she did seem small - before she tilted her head slightly, not quite understanding what he was talking about. Lockstar Mining? Spaceship? Well, she knew of spaceships, but never was on one. And what, exactly, did he mean by orbit? She hadn't left the house, really, until she was returned, so all this went over her head, and Alex might have noticed the bit of confusion marked over her face. But he was looking to her, almost expectantly. <br><br><em>Is this a test?</em> The Genomorph questioned, keeping her tail and ears flat as she kept her eyes up before opening her mouth, chin still resting on his thigh, "I-I... Will go where Master needs me." She offering him a smile, wondering if that was all that he needed. She didn't want to speak too much, but... "B-But..." She started, "I do not know what you mean." She keeping her hands settled under her body and feet wiggling a bit in the air as they hung over the arm of the couch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>16-02-2017, 03:05:37</strong>
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				Alex could feel his eyebrow start to arch, as he looked down at the Genomorph. He had used terms a grade school child could have understood. Of course, that was assuming she had managed to pick up as much knowledge as a grade schooler. Her certificate said she had been created with intelligence in mind but if she hadn’t been exposed to opportunities to learn, well one couldn’t expect her to know overly much. The confusion he could see in her eyes, made it plain that those she had belonged before, hadn’t spoken much about wider solar system or how humanity had spread across it. But he didn’t want her to think she had answered wrongly. So he offered her a reassuring smile and reached down, running his fingers over the top of her head in slow, gentle strokes. <br><br>“We will be leaving Earth” the spacer said, “And going up to a space station, which circles above the planet, a little over four hundred kilometers above us. If we go outside tonight and look up, we can see the light from the space station. It will look like a very large star, which doesn’t move. When we get there, we will board my ship, which moves cargo for the Lockstar Mining company and set off for Mars.” <br><br>“Does that make things clearer” he asked, his fingers moving behind one of Wendy’s ears, rubbing slowly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>16-02-2017, 11:38:41</strong>
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				The way that his brow quirked had made her a bit nervous. That was a look of subtle disappointment, wasn't it? She had let her eyes stare from up at him and then forwards, occasionally looking back up to him and realizing the look was changed from disappointment to a... smile? He was alright with what he said? And she could feel the fingers gently go through her hair, she raising her head up a bit and returning to smiling at his attention. She missed attention. She craved it. That was why she hadn't hesitated in getting on the couch and settling her head on his lap. Though he did go on, speaking of leaving Earth. She knew what Earth was. It was her planet, which was further segmented and then spoke of a space station, which she was less familiar with and when he described it, she tried to image things. She was told the Earth was a ball, which means if this 'space station' circled it how did it? She tried to imagine it...<br><br>When Alex asked if things were clearer, she lifted her head and stated, "Y-Yes!" with her tail curling up a bit as she adjusted herself to sit up next to him, hands to her lap as she put her legs together and then leaned over to lean on him, enjoying some continued contact. "C-Can we look up? I want to see tonight!" She realizing that may be a bit much of a request, but this place still seemed small. Maybe he would like stepping out? He also did mention that he was working fora 'company', which she knew of, easy, but it was more an abstract concept for her than anything. Her Master's father worked for one, but she never got <em>involved</em>. All she knew was that's how he got money, which he exchanged for food and things. But Mars was something she heard of, but it was a while since she had.<br><br>"B-But... We leave tomorrow?" Wendy asked, her eyes lifting up, trying to think of how long it would took. He said something around four-hundred kilometers and it all depended on speed... Did they really had a road that went straight up? She knew how the roads and guidance system worked - to an extent - was it magnetic? Was that how it kept the cars from falling back down? Or maybe it was like some of those fireworks that were shot off during celebrations, which would explain the lack of visible roads going upwards... "H-How long?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>17-02-2017, 06:54:42</strong>
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				A smile spread across the spacer’s lips at the sudden and enthusiastic response to if his explanation made things clearer. He was chuckling as the ferret drew herself up to sit, with her hands in her lap and leaning against him. It was nice, after so long alone, moving from one side of the star system to the other, to having a being just want to be there with him. His arm slipped around the Genomorph’s waist, his own tall form relaxing on the couch, as he listened to her still hesitant questions. Now there was something interesting. When she asked about something, there was a small catch in her voice but when she had said she wanted to see it, her voice was steady and sure. <br><br>“Yes” Alex said, “Once it gets dark enough, we can up on the roof and take a look at the sky. If it isn’t cloudy tonight, we should be able to see the station or at least the light.” <br><br>“How long” he mused, considering her question, it really wasn't very specific. It could be how long until they could look the sky. It could be how long to get to the station. It could be how long until they got to Mars. Well the answer to the first was a matter of time of day and it wouldn’t be dark for several hours yet, as it was just after noon. How long until it was dark enough to see stars, in the middle of the city? Well, he couldn’t answer that. The other two possibilities on the other hand, those were easy. <br><br>“Well” Alex went on, “The shuttle trip I’m assigned to, leaves late in the afternoon and should take about two hours reach the station. It will take a few hours before my ship will be cleared to leave and the voyage to Mars, three weeks, two days and a few hours, depending on which station I’m suppose to dock with.” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>17-02-2017, 12:09:28</strong>
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				When Alex had put his arm around her waist, Wendy wiggled a bit so that she was pressing her side a bit closer, her tail settled down around her sitting bottom. She kept her head tilted up, staring up to him as she waited for his answer. And the answer made her change a curious look to more of a smile, her head tilting slightly, before saying, "Th-The roof?" She sounding a bit nervous at the idea, but she was kind&nbsp; of curious about seeing this station anyways. She could tolerate a roof, without doubt, if it meant she could see somewhere she was going before heading there... She did it before with the cabin outing that she once was taken along with on the family vacation.<br><br>When he repeated her question in more of a thoughtful way, she waited, patiently, keeping her knees together and her hands to her lap while pressing her side against him. She wondered if it would be a quick trip. Most of the trips that she had didn't take any longer than a day to get to the destination; a few hours in fact. When he told about the trip, she felt it was fine. Two hours wouldn't be a problem, and she was wondering what <em>the station</em> would really look like. Though, she did lose the smile as she heard him how long the next travel would take.<br><br>"Th-Three weeks...?" Wendy asked, as if confirming, with her eyes wide, "W-We'll... be driving in a car for three weeks?" She realizing that would have to be very uncomfortable... Even the car he had didn't seem comfortable enough to sleep in... Though she supposed she didn't get to see how sleeping was there. Maybe they would stop by a hotel every night or something? She wasn't getting the whole concept of the space travel, just yet, having a hard time imagining it from her limited experience.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>19-02-2017, 03:10:42</strong>
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				Alex couldn’t help it and he burst out laughing, when the ferret girl asked if they would be driving in the car for three weeks. The fact she had been so sheltered from the universe, made her utterly adorable at the point. Even once his laughter died down, deep chuckles continued to escape his chest. Smiling, he reached out with his free hand and ruffled the top of his pet’s head, before settling back against the couch, shaking his head a little at the absurdity of driving a car to the Red Planet. <br><br>“No Wendy” he said softly, “We wont be driving the car to Mars. We will be taking a spaceship&nbsp; and I don’t know if I can explain the differences, well enough without showing you what I mean, which will have to wait until tomorrow. I don’t know if you have the experience to understand. But let me tell you, we will have plenty of room, more than this apartment and it will not feel like we’re moving.” <br><br>The spacer was still chuckling now and then, as he leaned back, his eyes going a little unfocused. He hadn’t really planned the rest of today and normally, he would have been out and about, walking around and enjoying the freedom of a planet’s surface. His eyes slid over to the Genomorph at his side. She seemed more than fairly sheltered, maybe she would like to go out into the world for a while and he knew just the spot. Near the apartments for the ship captains, was a large park, mostly there because such men and women liked and often needed the freedom of a green and growing place, after many weeks in space. <br><br>“Would you like to go for a walk in the park” Alex asked. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>19-02-2017, 03:59:25</strong>
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				When Alex started laughing at her, she lowered her head and gaze, her hands clasping together and she squeezing her thighs together as she felt exteme embarrassment at the open laughing at what she said. If not for the fur hiding it, he'd have been able to see the visibility of a blush from the uncomfortable embarrassment that it caused. Only when he let the laughter die to a chuckle did she meekly let her eyes glance up to his face, the pat on her head that ruffled at her hair causing her to lift herself up to press into it before he settled back down.<br><br>"N-No?" Wendy repeated when he confirmed she wouldn't be in a car with him, but a <em>spaceship</em>. She had heard of one, in passing, but never really saw one. Her master wasn't the spacer kind, more interested in grounded things, specifically some of the sports. If he mentioned some kind of game with a ball she might know of it, but nothing really of space traveling. So she just kept quiet, allowing him to speak and imagining the various things that it could be. It was bigger than this small <em>apartment</em>, able to piece together that this was a unit in the building - much like an office - that was meant to be lived in. It was so similar to a hotel room. Maybe they were apartments too?<br><br>Regardless, Wendy perked up when her new Master had looked back over to her, she letting her rounded ears lift when he spoke. "P-Park!?" She let out, sounding a bit excited. She hadn't gone to a park in forever! Well, a few months beyond her months in the cage, but still. She would stand up and nodded, hands keeping together as she did so. "C-Can we, Master?" She had her eyes wide, wondering what others would be around. She had fun looking at the other people and Genomorphs, though she knew if she talked too much she could get odd looks, but with her Master there it shouldn't be too bad. "I-I would like to go." She nodded her head again after, lifting her head a bit to allow him to connect the leash, knowing it was required.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>21-02-2017, 23:43:50</strong>
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				Alex almost laughed again, when the ferret girl perked right up, when he asked about the park. He could almost feel the excitement vibrating into him, before the pet just about shot to her feet, nodding just about vigorously, before standing still, her head tilted back, offering her throat and the collar she wore, for the leash. A broad smile split his face, as the tall man stood up from the couch, reaching out to where he had left the leash, before turning slightly to face his new pet. Leaning in a little, he clipped the leash to the collar, letting it’s length flow through his fingers, until he held the other end. <br><br>“Then lets to the park” he said, ruffling the top of her head again with his free hand. <br><br>Grabbing his jacket on the way out, the captain took the lead, as was expected of his position. Out of the complex they went, meeting no one else in the hallways but that was to be expected or at least it was, if you were a fellow spacer. Most if not all of his fellows, who were in port, would be out and about, enjoying the freedom of the home world, taking in the sights and experiences, making memories to sustain themselves for the coming weeks and months in transit. Or they had gone to relieve those human urges, one could only placate for so long, manually. For himself, he had taken care of that, when he first made landfall. <br><br>It was only when they reached the sidewalk, did they mingle with humanity and Genomorphs again. Like Wendy herself, many of the pets went naked, although here and there, with owners more modest or easily embarrassed, there were those who wore some very basic clothing, loincloths or strips of cloth wrapped around their chests.&nbsp; So the nudity of the ferret girl went unnoticed, although she did get looks from passersby, but those were admiring or appraising, noticing her unusually species, before glancing at the rather plainly dressed man with her leash, when the looks would turn considering. He didn’t look like the kind of man with enough money to burn on a custom pet but then again, he could be one of those more maverick types, who never fit a mold. <br><br>The park itself was a wide expanse, a mixture of flat green grass, neat rows of bushes and a number of paths running away into a tiny forest, which only looked to be trying to be wild, rather than the carefully planned and maintained woodlot it was.&nbsp; Even with the earliness of the autumn, many of the trees and bushes had already turned to a riot of reds, yellows and oranges, from pale and frail looking, to a vibrant burst of color, before the coming grayness of winter. Others moved across the park, joggers making laps around the edge or taking advantage of the shadowed paths. Some lounged on the grass and others were playing games, either with friends, animal pets or in some cases, Genomorphs. <br><br>For a moment, Alex just stood there, a little off to the side, his eyes closed, as he enjoyed the feeling of the gentle breeze flowing over him and the rays of the sun. Having been in space for years, it was comforting to feel that warmth and not fear it. If he had been this exposed to the normally life giving rays of Sol in space, the radiation would kill him. Luckily, all ships had shielding and carefully build hulls, to prevent that. <br><br>“So” he mused, “Do we walk around or plunge right into the woods?” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>22-02-2017, 03:22:31</strong>
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				Wendy already felt that this one was a good Master. Then again she was new for him and only time would tell if it was just the niceness of something new and not something that could be long-lasting and enjoyable. She had been with her old Master for years, afterall, and it wasn't until... well, a long time until things changed and she knew that something like that could happen again. Despite the jovial nature she was displaying at this time - mainly due to the emotional high of being accepted by someone again - she had the gnawing thoughts in the back of her mind that she could be tossed away again. And next time, maybe no one would come back for her and she would... <br><br>No, she couldn't think about that, now. She had her leash clipped on with her hands behind her back and Master Alex was saying they are to go to a park. It would do her good, she thought. She didn't mind the walk out of the building being rather isolated, gave her time to keep up close to her new Master and show she would obey like a good pet. That was what she was, afterall, his pet and a caring companion for when he traveled three weeks out to Mars! She was kind of excited about that, it meant that no one would bother them, they could connect, she would have her new Master all to herself. Perhaps, she realized, she was being a bit selfish, but after months of semi-isolation she felt she was entitled to at least a bit of selfishness.<br><br>When they hit the sidewalk, Wendy did take a deep breath, sucking in the natural air of the city before keeping back on Alex's heels. She saw the other genomorphs and smiled to them, and kept close to her Master whenever she got overly close to anyone, just for a sense of protection, even if she didn't really need it. She had always seen many with clothes, though and wondered if Alex would get her own wardrobe. Her old Master never got her dressed, no need to as she was but an animal for them, despite she having learned a few simple caretaking tasks as needed. Which brought a new wonder if Alex would find her useful in those aspects. She knew how to run a washing and drying machine and knew some basic cooking - one of the reasons for her intelligence was the parents thought they could double dip into the pet/servant pot, so to speak - or if he was fine with just having her company.<br><br>The park wasn't really far from her Master's home and it was nice. Fine greenery all about, people wandering as well as some other Genomorphs brought with their own Masters to enjoy this bubble of nature. Wendy had to admit, she wasn't a massive fan of parks in and of themselves. Some things were interesting and had many things strange and wonderful to look at, but she enjoyed being close to her Master, laying on a couch with him and watching a broadcast, or calmly staying in each others' presence while a book is read. She wondered if Alex may read to her...<br><br>Her thoughts were broken and rounded ears shifted when Alex pondered to himself. She realized he wasn't really talking to her, but tilted her head and smiled to him as she decided to ask a question, "W-What do you mean... Uhm... <em>plunge</em> into the woods? A-Are you a explorer, Master?" She figuring he meant if they should follow pre-cut paths or make their own. Admittedly, she never went into unbeaten trails so... it may be interesting, but she did concern herself with the idea of getting dirty. She was made for a clean higher-class family, afterall. But despite that, she decided to say, "W-We can... cut through the forest, if... I mean.... I-I think it be neat."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>23-02-2017, 02:06:48</strong>
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				Alex, who had been looking towards the trees, turned slightly and glanced at the ferret girl at his side. A broad smile grew on his lips and he started to chuckle, which grew into a few blown belly laugh. The questions from the sheltered Genomorph were delightful, to say the least, to him, what was the modane, was new and exciting to her. Was he an explorer for wondering if they should walk through the woods? No or he didn’t think so but then again, how often had the small female pet been able to just walk among the trees? <br><br>“Oh Wendy” he said, ruffling her hair again, his smile both full of mirth and self mockery, “Let me tell you, I have to follow the same patterns, almost everyday of my life. Day in, day out, I do the same thing, to make sure my spaceship is running correctly. So I’m not an explorer but I do like going off the beaten path, when I can.” <br><br>Still smiling, he turned back to the woods and after another moment's thought, lead the way across the wide expanse of grass and onto a path, which headed under the bright red and orange leaves. His pace was easy and relaxed, plenty of slack in the leash, just in case the Genomorph saw something interested and paused to take a look. Around them, as they passed the first trees, the song of small birds seemed to wrap around them, mingling with the general rustle of the leaves and branches. Even though it was maintained to be pristine, the little wood was very much alive and filled with real nature, no matter the planning of humans.<br><br>Down the path they went, following it planned curves and turns, until suddenly, Alex paused, looking up through the trees, at a gentle slope to their right and what looked like a patch of sunlight, hidden back in the stand of tall, brown trucks. He glanced back at Wendy, smiling at a sudden thought, as his feet left the path, heading up the hill, towards what might be a little hidden nook in the woods. <br><br>“Lets explore” he called back. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For Peace of Mind (IrishWolf &amp; Quinz128)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>23-02-2017, 03:25:55</strong>
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				The new chuckling that Alex stated didn't startle her as much as the previous bouts of laughter, as it seemed to her that he was just a rather jovial man. As such, she just gave him a smile, instead, tilting her head slightly in an attempt to look cute with her hands clasped together and settled just over her pelvis. She was rather glad that she was already causing such joy in her Master without shaming herself... Well without shaming herself after realizing she really wasn't doing anything wrong. The ruffling of her hair was certainly something that she liked, even closing her eyes for the temporary time his hand was on her head before opening them and offering an open-mouthed smile towards her Master. <br><br>"Th-That's okay, Master! I... Uhm... I am used to doing the same things. I-I will be able to make sure you are comfortable, when we go!" Wendy tilted her head back towards the woods after Alex turned towards them, she keeping behind him and waiting for him to move first. He may change his mind, after all. It wasn't until he lead the way did Wendy start following, though she did come up beside him as if she was a heeling dog lead by the leash, knowledgeable and obedient of the position she should be to make the lift her her caretaker that much easier.<br><br>The whole of the time, she did take a few interesting glanced, but kept pace with her Master, not wishing to hold him up, though since he was so accepting of her language she did take the time to memorize a passing thing and then ask about it. "M-Master, there are some yellow flowers." She started as an observation, "D-Do you know about flowers?" She figured the general question be best as she realized he might not know anything and asking directly <em>what flowers are these</em> may cause him to be annoyed with her and she didn't want him to be annoyed. In fact they may actually be weeds and not meant to be there, parks were supposed to be specifically cultivated, weren't they?<br><br>Once they ended up down the curved path, Wendy tried to spot more. The tree's yellow and orange leaves implied it would be Autumn... It was Spring last she was outside. Had it really been so long? A leaf fell off from one of the branches just above them, Wendy letting her hand up and lifting her head so that the fluttering leaf ended up settled on her palm.&nbsp; She stared at it, for a brief time before tilting her head to Alex when she noticed her leash getting more taut, she letting the leaf fall from her as she followed after him, keeping up close behind him as she said, "O-Okay!"<br><br>The Ferret-morph let a smile come, though she could feel her heart beating much more quickly as the two started moving off the path into unmarked territories... Well, at least not-marked by signs nor cobblestones nor concrete. She felt the branches and shrubs go through her fur, feeling a bit uncomfortable as she realized she was going to get something stuck in her fur and would need a bath when they got back to Alex's home. "H-How far do you think we could see, master?" She questioned, wondering just how deep the woods could be.
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