Part Two
At one of the restrooms, Chiana gestured in to Mik. "Gonna clear it?"
Mik took a deep breath and went in. Two irate guys came out. Mik dusted his hands and turned with a smile. All he saw was Chiana's hand reaching from inside the doorway, pulling Ojo in by hooking a finger around his top shirt button. Mik pounded his forehead into the wall.
"S-still some i-in here" Ojo stuttered while Chiana backed him into a sink.
"Always this timid? Don't have a stick or somethin'?" Chiana roughly pulled his pants down. Nope, he had a good and ready one. "You care if they see?" She slid her hands over his lean hips.
"Thought you had to um" he looked around.
She frowned and whipped her head in a nod. "Very bad. Mm but not as bad as I have ta get some action here, timid" she smiled and flicked the tip. Stepping onto her toes, she kissed him. The web of semi-hardened goo her pants had melted into had already worked down due to her slightly oily sweat. Her hands roughly finished working it down. She put one hand up behind his neck to kiss him harder. Her other hand unfastened the clasps of her top and tried opening it. The top had melted to the semi sheer cloth undershirt. Her impatient hand ripped one side open. She changed hands behind his neck and ripped the other side open. The top dropped to hang on her arms. She somehow kept the kiss going while eagerly ripping it off her arms. Finally the top fell off. She finally finished the kiss.
He gasped for breath. "Up!" she ordered.
"Up?"
"Up!" she urged him back. He looked doubtfully at the couple foot wide sink but she urged him back astride it. She grinned deviously at the shaft sticking back up to her. "Let's see how you do first" she tried forcing it to point down into the sink. Rubbing it with her hands, she knew the lumps of melted glove hardened on her hands would make it a very rough rub. She glanced up to him. "Not very fast are ya?" she leaned forwards into another kiss. Her warm mouth sealed around his. The shaft ejaculated hard into the top lip of the sink. It ran down into the drain. When she finally broke off the kiss, she looked down and saw the empty sink. "Aw you got a drad stick here. Don't be timid, give it a shot."
Ojo gulped. His brow creased. He could have sworn it fired and harder than he imagined it could. Maybe it hadn't. Somehow it hadn't relaxed after climax. He kept trying to work up again. Then her lips met his again. Her tongue ran under his front teeth. She hopped up astride the sink, standing on the sides of the sinks on either side, her legs spread out, his shaft free between her legs. Her lips greedily sucked his. The shaft tingled, erecting harder while a climax made it ejaculate harder. It shot over the sink onto the floor. While she moved to breathing against his neck, her hand felt in the sink. She then smiled and ran her finger along the opening of his tip. "A-ah, you gotta get it ta work, timid."
"Oklith" he grunted a curse between hard breaths. She flexed, brushing her silky skinned crotch over the top of his shaft. His whole body went stiff. The staff stung, erecting harder still while five ejaculations shot into the air and another two times empty. The fiery sensation fed another climax, forcing the empty staff to erect harder and ejaculate again. That sensation made him whine in pain and pleasure while it triggered another even harder climax. The staff stung while the overload damage rapidly escalated. But she simply ran a finger at its tip and felt no results.
"Gotta do better" she teased.
Finally Mik had enough of guarding the door. What the frell were they doing? No, he knew what the frell they were doing! After years of forced celibacy, the sexiest female creature he'd ever seen in his life was here. Here, on this infernal rock! Getting the goods with the friend he'd constantly called hopeless up to a few microts before! He barged in and opened his mouth, but nothing came out. A lean gray hind end spread apart and pointing out from above the sink she straddled in an outrageously mountable position had stunned him for a fraction of a microt. But his foot finding something slippery on the floor sent him straight to the floor flat onto his back!
"Welcome" Tangle gracefully answered the door before dropping into a gawk at the incredibly ruined clothes barely clinging on the alien female.
"Nice pad" Chiana remarked. Something about the defiant attitude of her posture and the sharp glint in her black eyes turned his gawk into a very wide smile. "Too drazzed for your place?"
"Huh? Oh! Come in, do come in" he stepped back. His eyes caught on the slightly stained gray hips almost bared by the ruined pants that had worked down. She didn't seem to know. Something instinctual told him not to put it past her that she was full aware.
"Oklith" Ojo darkly grumbled, barging around both of them, half bent over and holding his crotch. Mik uttered something incomprehensible, hobbling around them next, with a board for a crutch, one of their tan overcoats torn and wrapped into bandages around his neck, trunk, one arm and one leg. Moaning with every step, the infirm guys kept grumbling, taking pathetic jabs trying to knock the other over while they hobbled away into the building.
Tangle stared until they were out of sight. Chiana watched him, making a nervous glance once at them. He looked back to her with something like fear on his face. He suddenly gathered his courage. Chiana studied Tangle's face intently for several microts before reading what he was thinking. The dear man was wondering if she hadn't just gone over "his men" to intimidate him by a threat of force. She considered if it would be useful to let him believe she had. She quickly decided to deflate the fears but not explain otherwise. Chiana pursed her lips in a frown. "Dren happens." She changed her frown to a grin.
Tangle was almost relieved, just busy being perplexed. "So you....wanted to see me?"
Tangle looked back to make sure the others had hobbled away. "It's a simple arrangement" Tangle ran a hand through the wavy locks spilling down from his head. He had greased hair. He seemed vain about it. She caught his glance in a mirror. He had a lady-killer attitude. It didn't impress her but she did admire his charming looks. "First I show you some of our progress on site at the mines. You help us, we divide finds. I get one quarter. As you know, I am the only one with the insight to the location of the Molite cache. Everyone else involved shares evenly. Interested in joining?"
"Oh yeah" she breathed. One hand ran along his jaw. The other ran down to his crotch. "Told them I was." Her lips just brushed his. "So what are you wanting from me?"
"Right now" his hand found a silken-skinned hard buttock "I'm thinking I might be wanting a great deal from you."
Tangle must have thought he would usher her through the miner's camp without drawing too much attention. If it could be called thought, she smirked to herself. Passing by a row of supply tents, Chiana looked back to see the view down the slopes to the city far below. The barren pink and orange mountains and the city all looked craggy. It was a good view through the clear coverings of the climate controlled supply area. One of several, Tangle was saying. It was also clear that almost everyone in the area was running up to follow them and stare at the newcomer.
The biggest audience her backside ever had was queuing up behind them. Her pants were just about to give them a really great show. Naturally they entered the mountain and reached some sort of cage on a line first. So she gave them all a lingering glance before following Tangle into the cage. Their longing was in the air. She could feel their desire. She decided this place might get interesting.
The ride down into the black rock shaft in the small cage wasn't interesting. It got very boring fast. "Well you, you come down here a lot?" she broke the silence.
"Yes. From time to time. It's easier than climbing down the vents" he laughed.
Chiana leaned back into the railing against a corner facing him, spread her arms out on the upper rail and rested one foot up on the lower rail. The frelling material finally gave out enough. The hot wind rushing up the shaft flapped the web of melted pants now stretching across her thighs. Chiana cut her eyes to him a moment. His eyes were hard to make out because of the single harsh light on the cage overhead. But she could see he didn't look. Naturally. He just went on about how he'd discovered all these elements that led him to believe a certain dig was nearing Molite. The amount of times he had to override someone trying to bring the lift back, at least lots of others on levels they passed must have noticed.
Finally they reached the level he wanted. He stopped the lift and strode out ahead. She hurried up alongside. Transports carried material, machines and miners every which way. A few narrow walkways separated bustling lanes. She took another note of another Scarran on this busy level.
Two things quickly became clear. One was that every last security person she's seen so far has been Scarran. Like the other Scarrans, this one was checking some transport and sweeping some device over a miner. So they must be security. The other was that Mik and Ojo were right. Everyone was male and every one of them was desperate for some female action. That was obvious even before the leering operator of a material transport plowed into another transport operated by another leering male, causing seven huge transports to be reduced to a massive heap of debris before Tangle ushered her onto another lift.
He stopped the transport soon after it started. "Now" he approached her and placed his hands one her upper arms "this one is seldom used. We should have time."
"Time?"
"For" he traced a finger over her lips "for what you want."
She looked aside. The arrogance of some males truly exceeded belief. "Ah how many males on this space blister wanna get in line ta jump my bones? Mmaybe thousands?"
"Your point being?"
"Point being you can keep that pointy stick to yourself until you give me something to call this a partnership for."
"My not reporting your presence without permit is not initiative enough?"
"Oo. You guessed my secret. It's not profitable enough, pretty boy. You turn me in, I get frelled. But you're also left with nothing. So. What are you offering me?"
"A share."
"I've got to know there's a share of something to get."
"I'm taking you to see where the findings are stored."
"You take me to see the findings, show me exactly where it's coming from and how you'll get it out, or you can get in line, oily."
He chewed on that for a microt while she smugly smiled and blinked for a reply. "All right."
"That's better" she breathed. He drew her closer but she jerked her arms free. Her head tossed wildly. "After I see it."
He looked like that was a tougher demand than their bargain. But he agreed and started the lift. He reeked of damaged ego. Chiana just looked away and smirked to herself.
Chiana jerked her attention to the suddenly live shadow next to her in the small tunnel. A light was tuned on at waist level, lighting her smudged, bare silvery hips and the webbed remains of black pants stretched across her mid thighs. The next visible thing was a set of teeth smiling at her. Chiana smiled back, continuing to smile while she pressed ahead to catch up with Tangle. The light kept shining on her backside until she went around a bend.
After going down a rough tunnel for what seemed like forever, Tangle stopped at a shaft going off to the right. He waited, gestured for her to go first. She climbed in and started crawling up. He jumped in after her. His light then shone up the shaft onto her. She heard some clumsy faltering around among the rock debris behind her and smirked. "What?"
"Nuth-" a strange choked sound came from him. He cleared his throat. "N-nothing g-go ahead."
He was so quaint, she smiled. Crawling ahead was scary but exciting. It reminded her of going through the labyrinthine vent system of Gulk Base, where she smuggled goods and hid in for a time after Nerri left. Frell him. The partly melted protective guards kept her forearms, elbows and knees from getting messed up on the rock debris.
Eventually it opened to a long tube that had several openings into a cave. She bent into a tight one. "Nuh!" she quickly called back. "I'm stuck." She smiled broadly while Tangle pushed and pulled her hind end every which way. He handled all of it ruthlessly when it didn't give the way he wanted. She eased back out after a bit. When they jumped down into the cave from the largest opening and stood up, she eyed him very carefully despite her casually snide smirk. "This your treasure?"
He gestured to the piles of rocks around the cave. They were of all kinds of colors and types. A few even glowed. There were hundreds of piles. "All these are samples. Occasionally those involved will divert a few workmen to work the most promising areas. The finds are organized in a way known only to myself. I have selected a few of these as the most promising leads."
"Which ones?"
He cut his eyes to her. "Some of them. I subscribe to the information from Tuk'e."
"The accounts of Dribba."
"Tribba."
"Yeah." She was in luck. That was the source she'd thought Rygel was fabricating.
"I have additional information" he assured her.
"Wol that's nice. So. What did analysis show ya?"
"Uh uh huh" he smiled aside at her. "That's the catch."
"What, you haven't analyzed it? Any of it?"
"We....will need three things. One, some way to get the samples out of the mine past security who check everyone for hot samples."
"All the Scarran security?"
"Yes. Two, a burn up."
"A burn up?"
"Yes, yes someone to run the items outside the mines, down the mountain pass of Urgk, through the Erifd flats, into the Ernian city. While evading any security."
"Big dren" she hesitates. She wishes she hadn't mentioned dren when she has to go this bad. Especially big dren. "So you run it at night. You just got that first problem."
He sighed. "No. You need to use the ventilation system to get out of the mines in an area security won't see you immediately. And the ventilation system-"
"-Only opens in the day. Frell. So some of you boys tried it soon or as late as ya could and it still got too hot for ya. So you guys call the poor dead frells burn ups. Got ya. Third?"
"Third, the equipment in the back of a certain minerals shop ran by a certain young Scarran-"
"-Named Pil. Frell."
"Yes. But I am working on a few arrangements that might help our situation" he moved up to her and slid a hand along her lean hip.
"Your situation" she jarred his hand away with a jerk of her forearm. "You want someone to sneak this dren outside." She closed her eyes a microt. Oh how great the idea of sneaking outside....
"That's where" he traced a finger along her lips "you come in. For the rest, I'll soon make-"
"-arrangements. Sure. You need to bribe one of those insects and Pil into working for you" she frowns and shakes her head no teasingly "ain't happening." She whipped her head and laughed. "You're frelled. You need someone ta sneak around in endless vent shafts ta get the dren out, take some serious heat into the insects incubator, motivate a Scarran to help you instead of themselves...." her raw voice dropped to a husky purr "and you guys need females bad before ya poor starved males burst...." her finger ran over the hard bulge under his drab beige rough cloth pants. Suddenly she looked at the samples. Her mind went into Starburst. "In other words.....you need me."
Tangle just blinked.
"I'm very talented" her lean bare front pelvis brushed against his hard bulge "....many talents....sneaking through shafts....takin' heat....persuasion....pleasing baaaad needs....Four services....four conditions."
He swallowed and waited.
"Nobody asks me questions" she slipped her first two fingers to either side of his bulge and felt along the shaft. "Two, I do whatever I want when I want" she slid her hands under his pants and pushed them off his hips. Her hands gripped his muscular buttocks. "Three, I get half of the profits from you immediately, in full, and no expenses" her hands slid to the front. Her fingers slid between his crotch and the back of his shaft. It strained against the light little undergarment he wore. Her fingers coaxed along the back of the shaft.
"Fourth?" he asked one or two octaves higher than he'd sounded before.
She smiled. "You don't spy on me....my life's my own, got it?" her fingers squeezed his shaft.
He quickly nodded yes. "Agreed" he said, seeming to doubt all of it.
Suddenly she walked a few steps away. She stared around the cave with her mouth slack. He let out a deep breath. He knew there was no way the sore member was going to relax while he watched that body. But he couldn't force his eyes from it. It seemed to him that she had zoned out. Then her eyes cut to him, sharp and alert. "There another way out of here? And where are these finds coming from?"
He snapped out of it and made to object. She cut him off. "Generally."
"This way." He gestured against another wall. There was a tunnel opening. She pulled his pants back up. Then she pulled up at the remains of hers with one careless hand. The pieces her fingers pulled snapped. The remains of the pants stayed around her mid thighs. She strolled to the opening, bent over supplely and looked up the tunnel like she didn't notice. He did. He got his buttons done up wrong. She smirked at him while he urgently re-buttoned his pants. "You first this time."
He led a ways along the dark tunnel. The only problem with all the crawling was a very annoying body. It was warning her it was in critical need of relieving back at the lounge. Fooling with Ojo instead let it build into danger zones at Tangles. Not wanting to interrupt things there left it desperate to hold by the time it got to the mine. Now it was well past all that. There was no way she was going to let the show get ugly now. So she worked in some squirms along with the crawling. A distraction was seriously needed.
"These Scarrans" she called up. "Tell me about them."
"Scarrans. They want Molite too. Officially they don't believe it but they are looking for any hints or clues. They're brutes. What can you say about Scarrans."
Great. He wasn't great for conversation, just when she needed a talker. Worse it suddenly made a stab in her chest for John. He'd have something to say to keep her mind off....dren. She was so fed up and mad at him when they left. Now she missed him. "So what about you? Some Pelians still get cushy positions?"
"A few perhaps....Are you certain you wouldn't prefer leading?"
"Okay" she admitted to herself, things were desperate. "So. You like rough or smooth material for your underwear?"
"Eh?"
"Doesn't that rough cloth chaff? Or is it more fun that way?"
"Would you like to borrow it?"
"Yeah very funny. Look on a ship or, well, most places, you need insulation. Not on this rock" she ran the end of her tongue under her front teeth.
Mining sounds that were always in the background grew very loud. Finally the now craggy black rock tunnel opened to a gallery of openings. They in turn opened to a vast black rock lined cave.
"Frell. Dropped something" she turned around in the small tunnel. Her feet hit around until one heel just happened to land very forcefully into the front of Tangle's crotch. "....Sorry" she breathed. Some noise that sounded like a dying Hynerian oozed its way from behind her. "Found it" she said and turned back around. His hands were patting around on the ground. "Lose something?"
He waved her to look around. The cave went over a dozen levels high. Wasn't as bad as looking down Pilot's den but it was enough. Some openings were big. Through them she could see the amber lights the miners worked under and some miners working. Across the cave a couple of levels down, she saw something that caught her eye. A bunch of miners were standing and sitting around in a cave. "Come on" Chiana slid past him "let's say hello."
But he made to abut "Mbut-" She but in brushing her butt by him. He could but follow behind. He couldn't give any buts following that butt.
She found her way around to the cave. There were some primitive tables and a service bar with one grimy guy serving drinks and slop. It must be a tiny break area. "Anything wrong with getting a drink?" she asked back. After a microt she looked back. "Tangle?" She finally went to turn back and find him. He then showed up outside of the tunnel in the cave. "What the frell were you doing out here? Too tight in there?"
"Noo....." he smiled bashfully a microt. "I couldn't snake around some of those bends. Are you an invertebrate and that just looks like a backbone?" he tapped her back.
She just held a hand out and smirked. He helped her out into the cave. The place looked like a still life the microt she came into view. "Hello boys" she sauntered with a tense but supple walk up to the service bar. She pitched her rear out and slowly sat on a stool. The break area made a collective groan.
"You guys get anything good here like a rezlac?"
Everybody avoided looking at her like they were crushed.
"Okay no rezlac. Anything else drad?"
Everybody had a suggestion. She brushed off some offered foodstuffs. "I don't want some frelling breaded dren." She stopped and swallowed. Another really bad choice of words. She picked up a fancy pitcher of something on display. "What's this?"
"No that's Yie." The guy next to her took it.
"Yie?"
"Too strong. One man alone was able to drink a shot once and walk away. If there's a serious dispute round here, you bet again' it. Loser gets in serious dren."
"What else....What's in it?"
"Ernite specialty." He pointed to the red peppers at the bottom of the pitcher. "Red Yit peppers soaked in a brine mixed with the strongest spirits make one nasty brew that'll eat through about anything."
"Have Grik" the grimy guy behind the counter suggested.
She went back to focusing on the scraggly guy next to her. He looked serious but honest. That and he was closest. "What do you say?"
"Ekhet. Strongest drink short of that acid."
"Ekhet" she ordered. "So furry" she scuffed up his beard "been here long?"
"Cycles. Several cycles."
She looked around the place. No dancing. No music. No games. Of course no females. Nothing. "What do you boys do for fun?"
"Desperately hope for hallucinations that'll look like you."
"Here you are uh" the grimy guy behind the counter tried getting her attention and her name.
"Chiana" she offered and took the drink. She zoned back in on the guy next to her. "Seen any lately?"
"Nothing close."
"Oo smoothy. You guys all try to strike it rich?" Her feet rocked back and forth. The whole room behind stared hypnotized at the hind end in motion. She got that strange feeling someone was watching. She looked over her shoulder. Everyone snapped back in motion, talking to each other and milling around.
"No just work. Beats the way things are at the homeworld."
She took a long drink like it was water. Furry and grimy guy behind the counter both stared in disbelief. Everyone else had gone back to staring at the flexing show on the stool. "Hey. Why can't Scarrans mine? And why can't you Pelians do security?"
The grimy guy behind the counter spoke up. "Oh Pelians used to, with a few Scarrans. Some Scarrans used to mine. But they used to get cut out of security jobs by the Pelians. Scarrans are the minority here so the Ernites put more into their training and the preference in hiring....."
"So they ended up getting all the security positions" Chiana picked up.
"Yup." Furry replied.
"And now Scarrans keep Pelians out of security...."
"Yup."
The grimy guy behind the counter finished "We're left with mining or factory or service jobs now days."
"Yup."
Chiana looked to Furry. "Ernites aren't particular long as you stay out of sight?"
"Nope."
"And you guys don't mix with the Ernites?"
"Nope."
"You guys would rather be able to go for whatever spots ya wanted?"
"Yup."
"You always so terse?"
"Nope."
"Where you guys stay at?"
The whole place moved to get up. Furry beat them to it. "I'll show you."
"Maybe...." she sipped the last of the drink "....Some other time" she brushed under his chin with her fingers while she got up.
He moved to insist but Tangle was there. He glared Furry down. Tangle took her arm. "Nice little spot....little noisy....little dull but....possibilities." She looked back to the guys. They kept staring until she was out of sight. Then she heard the place explode into one loud hoot and holler.
"Chiana?" Tangle finally returned from some secretive talk with a few miners. Chiana appeared from a small tunnel. "Don't wander off. It's easy to get lost."
"Wasn't what I was doing" she smiled with relief. She followed him down the passage.
"Oh. We're almost ready to leave." He stopped when they reached an intersection. "Almost." He backed her into a niche in the rock wall.
"Oh. Just like that?"
"Almost" a voice thundered in. Tangle was thrown aside, revealing that same Scarran she'd stolen the items from!
"Tangle!" Chiana called for help before the Scarran cut off her breath with a hand around her throat. He held Chiana up off her feet. Chiana looked aside desperately. All she saw was Tangle scrambling away.
"Where did you hide the items you stole from my transport?" His twisted lips pulled back in a snarl to show the long jagged teeth. She couldn't speak. He shook her then dropped her. He stopped her fall and pinned her into the rock wall with one hand on her chest. "Speak!"
"That chip?"
"Yesss" he hissed "and the rest of the items you stole!"
"The chip! I only have the chip. Think back, I dropped in front of you and showed you the chip. Well how do you think I got in there so fast?"
The Scarran had solid black eyes with no obvious center but she could still tell that he was looking away from her for a microt. "Who did it then? Who!" he demanded.
"I don't, I don't know" she nearly blurred into panic when his fingers grabbed her throat again "M-mbut....I wanna know, I wanted those samples!" Or at least she hoped they were samples. He waited. She must be right, she figured. "Give me a chance and I might find it for, for us."
"Us?" he tightened his fingers.
"Look I don't care who, who I have to work with. I'm getting in with what's going on here. I can help. You haven't found it yet. Maybe I can."
"You!" he was incredulous.
"I'll prove, okay, I'll prove it, I'll....give you back the chip. If there's anything to these, the Molite here, we share. Half and half." She nodded urgently.
After what seemed like forever he eased his grip. "You get one tenth. If there is any profit."
"I need samples analyzed."
He seemed to understand what she meant and agree. "I can not allow you to pass the security with samples."
"I'll get around it."
"Then before next sunrise I expect to find the chip at the laboratory, else you will perish, alien."
"You'll get your chip."
"Yes and if you don't find who stole my materials, I had better see a lot of samples from here and often. My name is Gaag, Chiana. You will contact me at the mineral store and nowhere else. Are we understood?" She nodded. He let go of her and hulked away.
"Okay, where's the chee-kin" she asked out loud, wandering off to find Tangle. And frell, the Scarran knew of her all right.
The unscheduled alarm sent the whole place into a panic. Masses of people streamed out of the mines. "Here's the plan" Tangle huddled with Hugk and Legle "Once the lift access is cleared, you Hugk take the lift to 4th section and go around the back, you Legle, will observe behind while I-" they all froze when they realized the extra pair of arms hanging around their shoulders were gray.
"Scheming?" Separating from the huddle, Hugk gawked at Chiana while Legle went comatose. This time Tangle had dug up a pair differing in height. Hugk, as Tangle introduced him, was a short coupled round-faced little guy a tiny bit shorter than herself. Legle was a gangly, long-faced guy about as tall as D'Argo.
"We were returning to find you" Tangle finished the explanations and introductions.
"Nice timing. For you. I....got away when the alarm went. Yeah I didn't see where the frelling Scarran went, I didn't exactly look back. You guys do the alarm?"
"Yes." Tangle replied to the surprise of Hugk and Legle.
"Nice move. Well. I got some things to get on. With. I meet you at your pad when I got something for ya?"
"No. No, I'll have someone come to meet you at Ulisies at first light if you have any progress to report."
"Oh. Well. Okay. See ya around. Maybe." The guys started arguing over who was going to meet her the microt she turned around. She smiled and skirted the crowds to the transport to the city.
Sweat trickled down the glass from where she pressed her hands and forehead to it to look into the store. Frell, it was closed. Some sort of field was insulating it. So what did these Ernites do for shopping in the daytime, she wondered? The sun was barely peeking over the horizon yet. Chiana scurried around the corner and to the back of the store. A vent just under the roof looked to be removable. It was also above the insulating field.
Working up onto the rubbish bins, she only had one person's height left to climb. She hopped the rest of the way up onto the ledge under the vent. The last melting strand of the pants stretched between her shins fell away when she landed on her feet inside. The store was much cooler. Dark stains smudging the silvery skin and the remaining black goop left of the shin guards and boots decorated the otherwise bare sweat-beaded legs and hips. Part of the goop remaining of the outer top fell from her back when she bent backward to use the one ceiling light left on to see through a semi-transparent container. "Ahhhh" she exhaled. Just what she had come in for.
Opening the container, she pulled out a red Yit pepper. Leaning backward again, she dropped it in her mouth. Then she stood, chewed and swallowed. Searing stabs of heat buzzed every nerve in the body. Hacking, she stumbled into the stacks of containers. After writhing from the searing senses, it cooled to a mere inner heat. She recovered onto one forearm. After deep panting, it finally let up. In fact, she felt cooler now than she had before she ate it. She stood, just a little spaced.
"Drad" she breathed. She looked much more impressed at the little peppers in the container in her hand. Walking toward the exit, she tossed the container of red Yit peppers in the air and caught it in one hand while the other picked up a canister of the draddest rezlac. Shopping done, she stopped on the way out to bend backward and drop in another Yit.
The early rays of the sun were deeply penetrating. The heat on the roof of the warehouse was amazing. Heat waves danced over the pebbled roof. But she found the stuff nicely covered where she left it. Squatting down keeping her rear just off the pebbled roof, she dug out the chip. The metal clasps from the front of her top dropped onto the roof with the melted goop around it. The clasps were still fine, so she picked them off the roof and put it in with the stuff in case the clasps might be useful for something. Finally she fished out a chip receptacle.
Before jumping down from the roof, she looked over the city from this perch. It was a neon pink pastel city from the early sun. At that microt, to be there was priceless.
Looking both ways down the alley again, she fed the spliced lines into the power receptacle. The store wouldn't miss these outside lines for some time. She put the chip in the chip receptacle and watched the display light up.
A diagram of a Leviathan came up, followed by load of Scarran writing and a chart. Her mouth opened while one spot after another on a chart was illuminated. She couldn't read Scarran and the diagrams were stylized in a very alien way. It was still clear to make out what it meant.
They knew. The Scarran had somehow found out every one of Moya's stops for the next monen. Someone had leaked it and that Scarran was the receiver. Chiana tossed her head to clear some of the weird dizziness. Moya could still be spared. The Scarrans didn't have the information yet. That Scarran still needed this. Hiding behind a rubbish bin, she began to study the command buttons on the chip receptacle.