Posted by Civilian Lai Kitrian (Independent Operator) in Elsewhere- A Universe of Possibilities

Posted by Civilian Akem (Independent Operator) in Elsewhere- A Universe of Possibilities

Posted by Civilian Lai Kitrian (Independent Operator) in Elsewhere- A Universe of Possibilities
An aqua scarf covered her head as they moved through the tiny way station. There wasn’t much here and few people, which made it hard to hide. This of course presented them with a large problem given that they had hoped to be inconspicuous here, but the need for supplies had driven them to take risks they normally would not have.

Lai resisted the urge to look back at Akem, though her special senses told her he was still behind her. For a moment was she crept forward, Lai soaked in that sensation knowing that it grounded her, kept her calm. She needed him and not just because they were beautifully bound to each other. It also was not because of his Deltan pheromones. She loved him: it was that simple. And in the tradition of both their peoples, they followed their hearts.

A chill flowed over her body, a familiar sensation where certain people were nearby. “They’re here, Akem. We need to get out of sight!”

~Lai Kitrian, Woman on the Run

Akem froze for the briefest of seconds as he too could sense the proximity of their enemies.Despite knowing full well how dangerous things were about to get, he still found peace with Lai. Their bond was unique. He loved her very much, and found that together they were stronger than apart.

And this was why they definitely needed to run! “They’re likely aware of my presence now. Those pheremone treatments I used were not very strong. I can feel eyes watching me now.”

Akem was indeed the center of a good many a person’s attention when his pheremones ran uninhibited. And it was usually the ladies who took a particularly keen interest at that.

He noticed one hallway which seemed to be mostly empty, even further down. “Let’s try this one and see if we can’t find a air duct or maintenance tunnel to sneak off into,” he said to her in such a low voice that most even at this range would need help hearing. Akem was used to supplying his words with images into Lai’s mind. Their connection ran so deep that he could simply project at will to her and she would see it.

-Akem, Man on the Run

Her heart was thudding so loudly it echoed in her ears. Reaching out, she placed a hand on his shoulder, her fingers seeking reassurance. “I’m right behind you,” she said, keeping her voice as soft as she could.

Lai was tired. Not just physically (which she was), but emotionally. They had spent so long fleeing from those that would do either of them (but especially Akem) harm. But these people they fled from now knew that she too had unique abilities and she’d rather die than become some test-case in a lab where no one would ever find her. But at least her family was safe. She had left Tyrellia to ensure that they would be protected. That trouble had found her soon after didn’t matter so long as her mother and grandparents were alive and well. It hurt to be so far from them, but as far as Lai knew, she’d never be returning to her homeworld and she would simply have to accept that reality.

As they moved, the quietness in the corridor made the sound in her ears deafening. A tremble moved across her body and Lai had to force herself to breath. “Hurry!” she whispered.

~Lai Kitrian, Woman on the Run

Akem reached his hand to meet hers, a firm reassuring touch to help calm her mind. They had been through so much together. Being hunted had a way of doing that to people. And even now, once more, he found themselves running. He longed for a day where it would just end, where the looming threat of what chased them would be quenched. He feared though, that it was simply a fantasy never to be made real.

He then moved quietly down the corridor. There eventually was some noise coming from somewhere else. Voices and other non-vocal sounds. They neared a door at the end of the corridor. A dead end it seemed, besides that entry. “They told me shuttles were down this corridor for rent. This definitely does not seem…” he said trailing off as he heard voices back down the corridor they had come from.

“I think this is a trap,” he said unable to keep some of the pressure from being shown. He had to get her somewhere safe, even if it meant his own life. He turned to her. “You must keep going, I can distract them,” he pleaded as he led them through the only door there.

-Akem, Man on the Run