《Unipsi, lovely entity》chapter 11: instants
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Unipsi, lovely entity
chapter 11: instants
Lis was finally back on her floor. She was heading toward her room when she thought about Idra. She was a trouble maker so it was better to take a quick peek and see what she was doing. She didn’t knock on the door. She wasn’t really used to do so. It was her house so she could go where ever she wanted and when ever she wanted.
“Idra, I’m coming in”
entering the room she saw something out of the ordinary but expected.
“what are you doing inside the pillow case?”
“I was testing if I could fit in it”
“it seem that you can’t.”
“give me a second, I can get in, I know I can, just push in the legs, I...coil… up a bit, and voilà I’m in”
Idra was able to fit in the case, she entered head first so in her mind she was going to be able to walk around. In reality once coiled up her butt was still outside with her feet and there was no room for movement. Lis was a respectable woman but she couldn't stop herself glaring at Idra’s perfectly shaped butt.
If I stare for too long she would get suspicious, maybe I should pass it off as a friendly tease.
Then she moved in and slapped her butt.
“this is showing. Told you, too fat to fit in”
“I’m not fat!, I’m actually underweight. It’s the armour that makes me bigger”
“yes, yes the armour, that’s what everybody says all the times”
“shut up. You can’t even fit in that thick head of yours”
“I don’t want to stick my head in a pillow case. By the way I was going in my room. I will come back to you in like 4 hours so we can eat together”
“ok. However do you mind if a call here a drone to get my copy of the book? I’m asking you first so you can tell the HQ that it’s all ok and they don’t freak out”
“ok, give me a minute”
Then Lis exited the room and started a call with Dhalia to inform her. Idra was peeking her all the time from her door waiting for an answer. After some minutes.
“All good, call it”
--remote call submitted--
--ship commands granted--
--Interference system activated--
--releasing scout drones--
--interrupting interference emission--
The ship at the HQ, that was invisible again, emitted a series of loud bangs and ejected some spherical object in the sky. The leans where ready to track them however all their system started going nuts due to the interference resulting in no tracking at all. Neither to say Dhalia wasn’t really pleased to have unknown object flying around her domains. But such is life, can always have what you want especially with an unpredictable esterian.
A small drone that looked like a ball full of cameras attached to some strange thrusters arrive at Lis’ house. Then the drone landed and the ball opened revealing the book. It was a white hard covered book. The cover looked like some sort of extremely white skin, almost human like stitched on the cover. I definitely was really stranger compared to the one that Lis had. Yes, hers was pitch black but not made out of human skin. Then Idra hand it out to Lis.
“read it. Then we will try some experiment and see what happens.”
“ok, see you later”
“why? I’m coming with you”
“I’m going to read in it my room, I would like my privacy”
“I won’t disturb you. I will just look around”
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“how about no?”
“I will let you on my ship before we leave this planet, but you had to keep it a secret from everybody else even your chief”
fuck, that’s an offer I can’t refuse. Even if I can’t tell anybody I just can’t resist. Her voice tells me she is not joking but at the same time it tells me that if a say even a word about that I will see then I won’t see any longer.
nobody has ever seen the inside of an esterian ship, nobody was ever offered a tour on one. She knew that revealing even a single bit of that information means death, probably a brutal and painful one, but she didn’t care. She was a spaceship maniac, her passion for spacecraft was to big to not exchange her privacy for the unknown hyper technological ship.
“ok, I’m in. but you have to swear too that you won’t take those words back”
“if you want I can bring Natrix here so you could look inside it, but I suppose he will damage your roof garden”
Lis was a bit sad because she didn’t wanted her garden destroyed but was also impatient and wanted to see the ship.
“yeah, you are right. By the way why did you call you ship with different pronouns? Some times he, other it and also some time you use she?”
“oh, it’s relate to my language. Esterians speaks using the Estir language that define every noun as male or female. So base on the noun I use female or male pronouns, but then sometimes I remember that you also have a neutral in the unified language so I use it. For example if I say my ship it is a female but if I use the full name Natrix screaming demon, screaming demon is male so I get confused trying to translate.”
Lis was a bit anxious to let Idra in her room for a pair of reasons. At first she didn’t want her to find out about her massive collection of spacecraft scale models, and the other was a bit more personal. Leans that can vote in both the federation assembly or the planet assembly act like they are superiors being of moral and mind, but its not really true. Almost all of them go around criticizing the non voters way of living. A more animal style of living free from all morality and responsibilities. One of those responsibilities was reproduction. For a voter the concept of pre-marriage intercourse or excessive intimacy was a sin, however even the perfect voters couldn’t escape the grasp of self-pleasure. Most voters go around stigmatizing such beastly way of living but then they needed and wanted porn made by such low life to satisfy themselves. Lis was no exception. She abhorred such live, especially the non virgin at marriage part, however she all but a saint. She used to masturbated daily and she also had a kink for asses, hers included, until she had to share her room with Idra. She had other plan to accomplish alone in those 4 hours. Those 20 days where even harder for her due to Idra’s presence. Her eye-catching ass was always in her view and that damn piece of cloth that was meant to conceal Idra’s suit ass line was only making Lis more excited. Lis was not really sure to be able to suppress her urges any longer, especially with such a friendlier and oblivious Idra around.
Please, find something else to do. I don’t want your company constantly.
But hers priority were going to change drastically. Lis opened her door. Her room was massive and full of object. Shelves over shelves to display her massive collection of scale models that usually are enough to made all non space enthusiast run away. But Idra stayed.
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“so this is my room, you have seen it so now you can go”
“is that an LF Cielra from the Csuicha’s fleet during the war?”
Lis was astonished, it was a rare model manually printed with only 128 copies. Hers was the number 11. Knowledge of such ship is extremely rare and exciting. They soon started talking about spaceships moving from a model to the other. Idra was somehow knowledges in that field but she didn’t know a lot of details that Lis knew. In instants Lis sexual frustration was washed away by pure passion and happiness. Idra was not an expert but she was really smart, she was able to follow all her conversation, replay to it and even start discussing of possible problem and solution of different ships architectures. They where both having fun just by talking to each other and sharing their own view. Lis hadn’t be that happy since the day she became an ittira. Then the fun ended. Lis’ alarm sounded, it was time to eat.
She is amazing! I fucking love her!. Will she accept if I ask her to help me cook something instead of buying some? Only a way to find out…
“Idra, it’s time to eat, initially I wanted to order some food, but now I want to cook. Would you like to help me?”
“yes, I will be more than happy to give you a hand but I never cooked in my life. Can I still help?”
“of course you can”
Let’s go!!
She is happy with me. This is a win. Speaking about spaceship was funny, I learned a lot. Hopefully we will have more of this conversations. I like them.
Something clicked in Lis’s head. Idra was already seeing Lis as a friend but only now Lis realised that Idra is not so different from her, she had passions too, she was not a machine, she just behave as one. In lis mind Idra was finally a friend but there was also something else. The 4 non stop hours of conversations started to generate a new view of Idra, not as a friend any-more. Idra was extremely smart, a fast learner, a bright and happy creature if she wanted and she was also human. A human from the most powerful domain known. A human capable to give her a family. Idra was also coming from some high rank or at least a good position because apparently she was totally free to do what she wanted. Her brain was telling her that Idra could be a partner, an opportunity that shouldn’t be missed. But it was too soon, hey had to speak a bit more and then maybe they could start something, if Idra wanted obviously.
Idra was following Lis like a puppy, she was really happy. Her plan for getting closer to Scilla was working and she knew it. It was only a question of time before she would be able to take her away only for herself. However as her friendship was deepening, something else was starting to form inside Idra’s mind. It was the same feeling that was forming inside Lis. An urge to want more than friendship, that was new and unexpected. For Idra this feeling was totally unknown. In her entire life only 11 people, 12 with Scilla, ever spoke with her without being scared. Lis was the first one not be afraid of her that she met once leaving her home 8 years ago. It was the only one that reminder her of her sisters, the only one she could joke with, be angry with, be alive and not a machine. This feeling of intellectual freedom and physical support was unknown to her but also addicting. This feeling that was growing stronger was the reason for the low esterian population. They all wanted it. They all wanted a partner to be real, to be a monster with for all their life. This lent to an initial drastic population decline. However the result was a society base on extremely productive, smart, sympathetic and profound people that are hard to come by in normal circumstances. People who doesn’t surrender, people who work hard for their objective and people who can support each other. This was the foundation of the esterian domain and the base of the Founder teachings.
Idra was too young and out of touch to recognize such feeling immediately but she was going to do so with the needed time.
“so, what are we cooking?”
“you? Nothing”
“what, but you said I could help”
“help indeed. You will peel some vegetables”
“but I can do more”
“like what? Do you know how to use a knife”
“yes I do”
“then show me”
Lis then putted a cutting board on the kitchen table in front of Idra. Then she putted a knife and a bulbuna on the board. Bulbuna are shaped like a dodecahedron encased in a bigger one but with empty sides. Only the inside light orange part is edible while the external structure is basically soft wood, like a tomato branch.
“go on, cut it into pieces”
“this is child play, I have cut more complex object”
“sure, less talk more cutting”
Idra was lying, she never used a knife for cutting things. She had absolutely 0 manual skill. But she wanted to appear more prepared. So she goes, a full force cut in the middle that smashed the vegetable in half making a mess all over the counter.
“I know how to use I knife she said, I cut way more complex things she said”
“such up! It was my first time. I never used I knife”
“how is that possible? A grown ass adult that had never used a knife? How the fuck do you know how to shoot so well but not how to use I knife?”
“nobody taught me! I had nobody around. I learned how to shoot because I had to hunt in order to survive. Beast on Weeping sky are no fluffy rolling balls, they are fucking huge with eyes everywhere, hooked tentacles and some even shoot tungsten spikes out of their body. You have to fucking learn to shoot right and fast to compete”
“couldn't your family teach you even if you where an experiment?”
“no they couldn’t!. I have no dad!, my mum can’t move! and my sisters are all dead!. Who the fuck could have taught me!? My imaginary friend!?”
“sorry I didn’t meant to bring up you family. You told me it was a sensible argument”
“nah it’s fine. I wanted to talk about them. One of those day a can tell you more If you want, but you will have to spend time with me”
“I would love to know more about them”
then their conversation started drifting from topic to topic, it was a normal conversation you would expect to hear between long time friends. It was natural with no ulterior motives. They kept on preparing stuff for dinner until something alerted Idra.
--unknown entities detected--
--suggestion: take defensive position--
The suit detected 2 organic being on the other side of the main door. Idra had no normal family so she thought that Lis lived only with her mum, after all she never spoke about her pama and sister.
With a twitch she pulled her SMG from the side and pointed it at the still closed door.
“there are enemy behind the door, can I engage?”
Lis jumped in grabbing the SMG and trying to pull it down.
“STOP! They are my family”
As she said so the door opened and 2 leans entered the apartment. Both shouted.
“I’m home!”
Lis reaction was just in time to avoid a catastrophe. Idra pulled down the gun just in time, a second later and she would have shot.
“fucking hell!” screamed the oldest of the 2 leans.
“what is happening LIS!” then she ran toward the two believing that the black figure was an intruder.
“STOP! Its ok pama. She is a guest. She didn’t know you where coming and tried to protect me”
“I.. I.. understand. At least… she seems… a good girl… sorry I can’t” then she ran away. She was unable to keep eye-to-helmet contact with Idra. Too scared of the esterian. The other figure on the other hand was intimidated but not too much.
“hi… I’m Wiola, Scilla’s little sister”
then Idra twitched toward Scilla
“you have a sister, why didn’t you told me so. I could have, i don’t know... prepare a gift for her or something”
“I forgot, can’t I forget to tell you something?”
Wiola was a smart and funny kid, this was the perfect moment to make a joke. Maybe this way all the tension would ease away. She was intimidated by Idra but she thought that maybe she could be like Scilla and have no fear too, maybe she just needed to know her better. So in a sobbing voice she said
“how can you forget about me?? I thought you love your little sister? Was it all a fake, didn’t you like being my sister?”
“what?! No, Wiola I just had a lot of thing in mind..”
“so I was not in your mind at all?”
“stop it! Do embarrass me in front of…”
Then Idra genuine laugh attract all the attention. She was almost rolling on the floor.
“you are a fucking comic duo, I like your sis Scilla. Scilla’s sis Wiola right? I’m Idra”
“it’s a pleasure to meet an esterian and to have you..”
“don’t be formal with me. I’m not one of those stiff ass ambassadors. Me and your big sis have started a working collaboration because we are friend”
“friend? Not for long I suppose. Did she show you her nerdy spaceship models collection?”
“yes why?”
“you didn’t run away, really?” then Wiola looked that Scilla.
“sis, she is a keeper. If she didn’t run when she saw you collection I don’t know that could scare her”
“I just told you not to say anything unnecessary”
the Idra popped in
“what is a keeper?”
“see you are teaching her bad words”
“is it bad thou?”
“Scilla when will you tell me what a keeper is?”
“Idra this is not the moment, I have to scold this little trouble maker”
“I will tell you instead…”
“don’t you dare” Scilla started to run toward Wiola what as predicted decide to run away while finishing her explanation.
“its someone to marry!” and then she ran away with all her might. Her running was cut short, Scilla was way more physically trained and she was caught just 10 meters after.
This is going to be a long week.
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