Out of Pod Experience

*unshrinks and starts harvesting*

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*wants to give Kate a positive answer about her well behaviour, but then remembers that mummy told not to talk while eating*

*is pretty shure that the answer should be left to the discretion of the attendand folks*

*looks at Chloe*

"It seems we both have the same shirt on, I think it makes us both look so sexy."

*Watches Kirjava and Chloe go at it with a devious smile on her face*

"I don't think any of my girls are watching."

*Gives Random a quick kiss on the cheek*

"And people say I have no manners."


*snickers*

*snickers* ^.^

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Leaning her head on the window of a jetplane, Indahmawar Fazmarai wonders wether she's missing something at the Greater Fool Bar, or if she could get it in case she knew what was going on. Looking for familiar traits in the landscape as the airplane starts descending, she can see a darkened patch and asks to her neighbor:

- Was that Gunamar forest? Did it burn?
- Yes madam, it burned earlier this summer. But I heard that Master Fazmarai is already planning to have it reforested.

Indah looked at her neighbor. Obviously he didn't notice the ressemblance... Seeing the dusty appearence of the forests, Indah reminds that the local season it's early autumn. Her family states are in a temperate zone, the summer is quite dry and fires may happen until temperatures descend and the rains start again. Anyway, the season will make more understandable why she's wearing a kerchief tied around her neck, modestly hiding the minimal decoletage of the shirt, and also covering her top plug.

Outside and behind her window in the front section, the jet engines go inaudible as they start iddling, barely draining energy from the power cells that feed the overheaters inside the pressure chambers. Other nations use fuel and burn it inside combustion chambers, but Khanid favor energy to heat conversion as a mean to transform the intake air into a high temperature and high pressure jet. Descending along its cleared path, the authomated liner makes a final turn and the ground visibly starts reaching to the window as details pop out from it. There is something fascinating in that view, which in a way is more real than what Indah experiences as a capsuleer despite how the pod interface is fed directly to her brain.

The perimeter fence of the aiport flashes behind the airplane as its nose points to the sky, then a sudden bump shakes it and the engines rumble as reverses assist the brakes in stopping the flying robot. Several minutes later, Indah exits the airplane after greeting her neighbor, still oblivious to the fact that the green eyed beauty by him was the younger daughter of Master Fazmarai, also known as Ruggenor Fazmarai, also known as Dad by four siblings of which two serve the glorious Fleet under the command of the Tash Murkon family, another one is married to a trader, and yet the fourth one is just strolling along the arrivals hall of an airport 40 kilometers away from the family states.

- Lady Fazmarai?
- Yes?
- Oh, it truly it's you! You're very welcome, lady Fazmarai!

Indah sees a young Sebiestor man dressed in the Fazmarai livery.

- My name is Kuto. You may not know me as i was hired recently, and i've been honored with the duty to drive you to your family states, Lady Fazmarai.
- Well then, let's go.
- Lady Fazmarai, i've been ordered to ask you wether you will need to use some of the private suites before leaving the airport.
- No, i won't. I'm ready.
- Please, follow me, Lady Fazmarai.

Indah's suspicion on what could mean that invitation was confirmed when she saw the closed land car waiting for them at the VIP arrival area. "Obviously they figured that i would not dress up just for going home", she thought to herself, "but yet they tried. Or some of them".

Kuto drove the car silently, the barrier closed so Indah was alone with her thoughts. She was tempted to order Kuto to stop the car and check the boot, certain that there would be a set of clothes waiting to turn her into what a Khanid lady should look in public. Albeit Ruggenor was quite progressive (he married a mixed woman with a Gallentan grandfather, all in all), most of the Fazmarai family was traditionalist. Having not one but two female capsuleers in the family, none of them bothering to match into any standard, had caused many tensions in the past. Furrowing as she thought of it, Indah suddenly felt very jaded. She needed to break away, and then she recalled something useful.

- Kuto!
- Yes Lady Fazmarai?
- Is there still the bicycle rental shop at the village?
- Err... yes Lady Fazmarai.
- Well then, Kuto. You will stop there and will rent a bicycle. I am going to use it to take a walk before arriving home. I won't cause you trouble and will meet you before the main entry, just wait for me in the car. They aren't monitoring our position, right?
- No, I don't think they... but, Lady Fazmarai...
- Don't meddle in what's not your business. Take me to the bike shop, boy.
- Yes, Lady Fazmarai.

Indah blushed slightly, embarrassed to have used that rude word "boy" to command Kuto. But she was not going to play the game into nobody's tems, not as something terrible was going with her mother and while she was a capsuleer. Even a less-than-black sheep could have a personality.

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*9 not being one to back down from a challenge, struts over to Random and straddles him on the couch, and places his hands on her ass.

she leans down to whisper in his ear "if you rub me in the right places you get a wish."