Held in place by love (Val for Aerona)
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				Title: <strong>Held in place by love (Val for Aerona)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Valamarth</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 20:49:43</strong>
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				All he'd&nbsp; been trying to do was to be alone from all the voices...escape from the constant murmur of the city.&nbsp; To that end he needed easy money.<br>The drug lord had paid him very well in open cred for tapping in to competitors' conversations.&nbsp; But when he'd tried to leave, they'd tried to kill him.<br>The blast had killed the lord and his goons and knocked out everyone in the gambling house.&nbsp; He had picked up a large wad of unmarked cred on the way out.&nbsp; But the cameras saw him and now he was wanted by patrol. <br>Being mute, he couldn’t give verbal call signs, so his takeoff in the ship he purchased attracted way too much attention.&nbsp; <br>Oh well, he was used to attention to him being only bad.&nbsp; In and out of foster homes and research labs, they had never figured out what race contributed half his parantage.<br>At age 38, he looked 19, which was good, because he was way too innocent.<br>The authorities had long ago classed him as level 3 psi with telepath abilities.&nbsp; Attempts to use him as a translator had failed, and a foolish social worker had let him loose, missing some of the pages on his report.<br>He had had no idea that his mind could be a weapon until the gambling house.&nbsp; Now he was wanted.<br>He had thought that shipping off planet would make it hard to find him, but patrol had locked on him quickly.&nbsp; They had joked that they had better put him under to hide their secrets.<br>He had listened in and gotten scared.<br>Neither he, nor patrol, knew that another party had been monitoring...a party with interests in this small grid of this sector.<br>Another mental blast and the Patrol were all asleep for a time.<br>He changed course and looked for a place to hide.<br><br>While looking, he approached an empty, nominally M class planet.&nbsp; Suddenly, he realized the planet was calling to him. <br>He circled it twice to find where the call came from then decided to set down.&nbsp; He was reminded what an unskilled pilot he was, when he managed to land the ship into the lower part of a cliff.<br>With all systems shut down, a terran standard atmosphere and no life forms shown, he stepped out into the warm dry air.&nbsp; This planet was nearly waterless.<br>He was immediately drawn to the cliff his ship had impacted. <br>Five feet up, a stone door had appeared.<br>He projected himself to listen behind it and the door suddenly gaped wide. A sense of peaceful power washed over him and *something* put a map into his head...with a destination.&nbsp; He passed down high arched corridors with strange carvings of a thin angular race cut into the hard bedrock.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>On his way, he noted a small metal device and pocketed it.<br><br>Then ahead, on a stone platform was the chest.<br>Roughly 20 inches wide and 10 deep and tall, it screamed power to him.<br>When he listened to it, a seam appeared on top, and opened up to a large hexagonal hole.&nbsp; <br>Inside were an assortment of jewelry, mostly tiaras with glowing stones.&nbsp; <br>He placed one on his head and it was like having a telescope for the eyes, only this was for the mind.<br>He scanned outwards.&nbsp; He felt the anger from the patrol ship crew, and was glad they were alive and well.&nbsp; But closer to hand...another person, female, at least humanoid, concerned for HIS&nbsp; safety.&nbsp; His readings told him to trust her, and...he liked her.&nbsp; She had a calming fearless mind and he was drawn to her as a young wolf to the alpha female.&nbsp; <br>He knew she would protect him, and he had a gift the only he could give her!&nbsp; He beamed her a map to find him and waited.&nbsp; <br>Smiling to himself, he thought, "bet she's some scrawny old grandma."&nbsp; <br>Then his peace was shattered by a far distant probe.&nbsp; PsiControl!&nbsp; <br>They were not in the sector, but had felt the power.&nbsp; He snatched off the tiara.&nbsp; In the box was a gold metallic mesh bag.&nbsp; He quickly put all into the bag, and the power broadcast shut off suddenly.&nbsp; Dimly, he could still feel her approaching.<br>His slim 147lb body shivered in fear of the PsiControl council.&nbsp; When he saw her, his steel blue eyes pleaded, and, running forward, he kneeled and hugged her at waist and knee- shaking like a dry leaf.&nbsp; <br>He only tight beamed one word.&nbsp; *Go?*<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Held in place by love (Val for Aerona)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aerona</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:12:20</strong>
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				She might not have been the best at telepathy, or psionics, or whatever the hell it was called, but she knew one thing; those tiaras were going to be worth a lot of money. Having left her tech job at PsiControl for obvious reasons, not the least of which being they were overly controlling at best, and cruel from thereon out, she had gone to the place they had all been looking for for months; the cave where the tiaras were. PsiControl and bounty hunters and crime lords from all over were going to be there; and she was going to get there first. Her tracking devices, as well as her uncontrollable dim mental sounds and bursts of images, told her also there was a man there. <br><br>She sped forward, intending on fighting him for the tiaras. She readied her guns. <br><br>The next image that reached her was entirely different; someone who had simply stumbled upon the wealth, and was running from his own demons, people who wanted to bend his telepathy to their will. A fierce protectiveness flared up inside of her. She had seen far too many people used and yes, even tortured, by people who abused their powers in the most extreme sense. <br><br>So, two jobs now. Get the tiaras, protect them from abuse - and protect this man from abuse as well. <br><br>She steered her small stolen ship toward the planet. <br><br>Few people knew her name, but everyone called her Will. The nickname had caught on after one project she was working on in college, which everyone had told her to give up on. She hadn't given up, and with a will of steel had completed it successfully. Thus, because her will was so strong (and from then on everyone thought twice before crossing her), she was Will from then on. <br><br>She landed, quickly going into the cave. She was a tallish woman, not overly thin and fond of high black boots. She had unnaturally red lips, an effect of lipstick wearing into the skin for so many years, and had wildly curly brown hair she kept in a ponytail, because she couldn't do anything else with it. She walked decisively, looking about her for signs of trouble, her gun in her hand....only to have her knees tackled by the man. He looked so...lost? And he didn't speak. She barely heard him think at her, but her eyes drifted to the bag in his hands, and her sharp green eyes lit up. "Yes...alright, alright...get up," she said, stepping a little away from him and attempting to pry his hands from her legs. "Come on, hurry up. PsiControl is on their way." She started to lead him quickly back to her ship. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Held in place by love (Val for Aerona)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Valamarth</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:26:41</strong>
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				He raced to her ship, carrying the precious box. He strapped into the copilot chair and waited for her to fire it up...<br>Patrol were getting close...he could feel it.&nbsp; He closed his eyes and sent the patrol pilot a signal that kept his arms and legs from moving.&nbsp; The patrol ship missed its next short jump and was&nbsp; was off course.&nbsp; <br>He knew he could not do that to PSI...they had defenses.<br>He would depend upon her to get him out of&nbsp; there.&nbsp; He closed his eyes to rest for a moment...so tired.&nbsp; He looked around her ship...to bad he crashed his.<br><br>PSI were getting closer.&nbsp; He let his mind wander into the ship's gunnery and started sending blasts to the points he observed by clairvoyance... Hitting a nacell strut, the PSI ship had to slow to below light speed.<br><br>*Is that enough fighting?*<br>He was so tired...He didn't care where she took him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Held in place by love (Val for Aerona)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aerona</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 06:25:47</strong>
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				Will leapt into the captain's seat and placed the remote crown on her head that steered the majority of the ship with thought. She glanced at her passsenger, silent but for the obvious signals he was destroying in space. She had manual controls too of course - she wasn't good enough to steer the ship through thought alone. She zoomed through the skies, hitting light speed quickly and dodging the points on the PSI map. Finally, she was able to relax in her chair, cruising nicely along. "Yes, I suppose it is," she said with a great sigh, getting a good look at her passenger for the first time. "Now, what I'd like to know is who you are and why you've got - " She gestured at the precious tiaras he had in his posession. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Held in place by love (Val for Aerona)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Valamarth</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 12:07:24</strong>
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				She could truespeak him... and she wasn't trying to force control on him or burrow into his head.<br>*Don't know name...Psi called me Puzzle.&nbsp; Not all human, unsure what else, but long lived tough race...can go without air long time and resist cold or heat...can't mouth speak, but can hear.&nbsp; Don't want to hurt....didn't want to kill drug bosses, but had to...everyone mad at me...except you.*<br><br>He walked over to the command chair and sat in front, leaning his head against her knees.<br><br>*Gems call me...they are a universal focus...I pick one up and it's like I already know how to use it...only Psi capable or latent Psi&nbsp; can use it...I think...these were made by my father's people...If you want...I will show you...you can become a queen...be richest...anything you want...<br><br><br>Will you want me?*<br><br>He settled his head in her lap and hugged her legs,&nbsp; then sat up and leaned in, looking to kiss her. Only skin contact would let them trueshare.&nbsp; And he wanted to kiss her.&nbsp; The only girls he had ever kissed were the bodysellers the drug lord has controlled.&nbsp; Some had been twisted, a couple had just been teasing him.&nbsp; None had truly cared about him.<br><br>*I will fight to defend you...my mind is the strongest one I know...but I have trouble mixing with most humans...I give the wrong signals. <br><br>Please take me where you want to go.*<br><br>A commissary fork and spoon left nearby lifted in the air, twisted, lengthened, melded and became a rose, which settled into her hand.
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