Hey guys thanks for reading, and commenting. I love your comments, again I am a new(ish) writer to the world at large so love to learn and see how my writing comes off. We last left our hero Trego wondering what he was experiencing in his ‘dreams’
“Unfortunately,” just with the first word my heart sank, “this spaceport has been decommissioned as a fully active port. This stems from the fact this planet was demoted on the Solarian research colony status.”
I shook my head. “Tell me about it.”
“So while this does not have a ship off, down at Lest Rigo there is a small port with a ship that leaves about once every six or seven cycles. Want me to come with you?”
I was a bit surprised by her request, the way she put emphasis on ‘come’ rather than ‘with’ caught me off guard. Damn it, was that a double entendre like the Aelisha always are unloading? “Uh, sure if you want to.”
“Haha, I’m just kidding. My job is here; I just ask everyone to see what they say!”
I frowned a bit. Dang, she was hot too; just teasing me. I fell for that kind of stuff way too easy. Might as well be a tricky fox girl. “Well, hey, thanks for the info. And I have a quick question, are you an android by chance?”
“Yes, I am. What gave it away, out of curiosity?”
I was smiling that I finally had an edge on her. “A bit too-perfect of looks.”
“Aww…should I take that in the wrong way?”
“I don’t know, do you like taking things in…the wrong way?” I smirked at her, wondering if she would play along.
“I much prefer taking things in, the right way.” Her smile widened. “Is there anything else here I can give you a hand with?” Whoa she was flirting right back.
“I’m pretty capable of doing it myself–”
“Me too!” She interrupted. Maybe I was reading into this, but she sure seemed like she was escalating the innuendo.
“But I am not one to turn down a helping hand.”
“Well my hands are extremely well taken care of.” She offered her hand to me and I grabbed it, feeling how soft they were. Our little banter and especially touching her hand turned me on pretty hard; it had been a while since I had explosive chemistry like that. I’ll have to swing back here sometime and see if I can’t get with this girl. Damn, I really wanted to take her out for some fun, if this weird mental thing wasn’t happening I’d be all over her.
I stepped back away from her lest my main mission get derailed. “Anyway that reminds me of a random question I just remembered. Is it true that androids either often have, or have to have, a secret phrase that can shut them down, or override their commands? Sorry if that’s offensive or anything.”
She shook her head ‘no’. “Hardly. I enjoy talking about our position in the universe. You know there is not that much difference between an ‘android’, which may be completely made or restored from someone that died, and that of an engineered Solarian, implanted with nanites and so on. In a way we are both made, just to different extents.” I nodded to her point seeing as it was pretty true. Anyone who hated androids didn’t really think about the subtle difference, her flesh and wit was real enough I was turned on by it. “Anyway, yes, we do often have an override command.”
“Interesting.” It was rumored that most androids had varying levels of combat capabilities installed in them ‘in case of emergencies’. I had a very strong curiosity to reach over and touch her. Could I feel difference? Supposedly most androids could take bullets, but no one could tell the difference just by looking at one.
“You sure are curious.” She put a hand on her slightly kipped out hip. I tried to not look at how perfect her legs were, or how it seemed her hips were mathematically proportioned just correctly. Ha, mathematically proportioned…that is definitely something I would notice. Her long black hair was just so clean and straight. As hot as she was, her intellect stimulated me the most.
“Yeah I used to be a scientist…” I might have continued flirting with her but then I heard a sound I was certain I had heard before, and it was unloading from the ship that had landed. It was a supply vehicle with loose gravplates. “I got to go,” I told her before I ran outside. There was no way this was happening!