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Futuristic Those That are Hunted

( i did. Alpha is waiting to see what Larassa does. She didn't hear anything but trusts Larassa instincts and ajnc eshe can't fight well she can't exactly do anything.)
 
(Oh, okay. My bad. ^^ ;)


 
Larassa repeated what she'd just said, but in a lower and more dangerous tone, "I said to show yourself. I suggest you do so now." Narrowing her one good eye, Larassa then shifted it into a wolf eye, focusing her eyesight in the area that she'd heard the footsteps. While it was difficult to see, Larassa could see some kind of heat signature wavering and dancing about in her vision. Whoever or whatever it was, it was standing still and seemingly just watching her and Alpha. Growling, Larassa said, "I know you're there. Stop hiding."
 
"I guess you're right." She murmured. When he mentioned returning home she thought of her brothers place. Was it bad that she thought of he brother when the love of her life was right next to her? When he kissed her she shifted around so that she was leaning on her arms and her face was close to his. "We will leave this palace eventually but I don't know if we will ever leave the agencies. Gifted like us, we don't survive long. For God's sake most of us die before we can even reproduce." Now that she thought about it the mortality rate for females were higher than the males in the agency. She shook her head to get the thought out.
 
Hugo thought hard What to do what to do....hmm. A young women wearing the typical guard armor appeared. "Sorry I couldn't help myself to see what was going on I've never seen so much blood and I wasn't sure if you were going to make it" She explained worriedly. "Oh and I'm Hannah and It's my first day."


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Larassa snapped at Hannah, saying, "Get out of here, now, agent. You're not allowed to be here. If you have no orders, then go to your room and wait for some. I'm not about to babysit some new agent and you're not allowed to just wander about freely anywhere you please. Just because you're an agent doesn't mean you can do whatever you like. You have to earn that privilege." Pausing, Larassa narrowed her good eye at Hannah and then added with a dark tone, "Now get out of my sight."
 
(Why exactly is Hugo hiding?)


 
"From the moment we are born, we dig our own graves. But if we only think of how near or far death is, then we can't enjoy the good things in life." he said and looked into her eyes, smiling softly, continuing to hold her hand, while with the other he caressed her cheek and chin. "Will you share those good moments with me?"
 
((he wants to see where the torturing hapends cus hes sadistic and sorta wanna joins her but he believes that Larassa would say no if he just asked))


The women (hugo) quickly walked out the door and closed it behind her Hugo took away the illusion and leaned against the nearby wall. Stupid! I'll need to be more careful next time... I'll just guard in the mess hall she will have to pass by me. Then I will follow her. Hugo jogged around the corner and went back to the hall guarding it just like his job entailed and waited.7


((btw This is how the changing process of the illusion looks sorta))


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Amelie leaned into his touch. "Of course I will babe." She leaned forward to give him a kiss. It felt like it has been forever since she had been able to touch him, to kiss him. She missed him and his touch. "Don't leave me again." She murmured against hiss lips.


Once the woman left Alpha looked back down at Larassa. "Is it ok to continue?" She asked nervously.
 
Vulcan smiled against her lips, eyes closed with pleasure. Never... His hand once caressing her chin now moved up her cheek and forehead, running his fingers through her hair that fell like a silky black waterfall over her shoulders and back.
 
Amelie definitly wasnt in the msot comfortable position but she wasnt going to complain. She reach out with one hand, and balanced the rest of her weight on the other, and tugged on his shirt. Feeling his finger go through her hair, a shiver went down her spine, her eyes closed.
 
Feeling the tug on the collar of his suit Vulcan simply followed her lead, climbing into bed as well, sitting on his knees beside her. The hand running through her hair now moved to her shoulder, gently sliding down and at the same time slowly pulling her nightgown off. His hand, once holding hers, now joined the other and helped out as well.
 
Amelie smirked when Vulcan climbed into bed and ontop of her. Her body moved against his touch. "Vulcan..." She moaned. *fades to black* Amelie lay back on the bed, seat covering her body. All the sudden stomach rumbled. Amelie cursed under her breath. "That's embarrassing...." The last time she ate was yesterday. She wasn't going to includ what she had earlier,for that was nothing. She looked Vulcan with a pleading look in her eyes.


(Sorry I usually don't care about typing those scenes but not on a public site like this >. <)
 
Once her nightdress was down and she was completely exposed to him, he pulled away from the kiss and slid his hands from her shoulders down her arms, guiding them up to the zipper of his suit. Once that was gone and thrown aside on the floor as well, he moved in to kiss her again to shut her up, gently pushing her down onto the bed. *fade to black* Vulcan was laying right beside her, one arm over her waist. He had let her have most of the blanket, except for the edge - the only thing covering his *ahem* male reproductive organs. He was warm, comfortable and satisfied so he was slowly falling asleep, when suddenly he heard Amelie's belly rumble. He smiled and opened his eyes to look up at her. "No, that was you being a normal human being." he teased her, gave her a quick kiss and stood up, beginning to put his thermal and agent suit back on. As comfortable as it looked with those expanding parts for the perfect fit, it was sometimes a pain to put on every time. It was meant to be tight after all. Nevertheless, he was done in about a minute. "Let's go get you something to eat, shall we?" he asked and turned around to see if Amelie was ready to go as well.
 
Amelie pouted when the left the bed and sat up, not even caring that the blanket fell down her chest. She watched him get get and smiled knowing the he was all hers. "You know you don't always have to wear that suit." Admittedly, it probably wasn't the best idea but Amelie didn't like putting it off and on. "And I don't want to put my clothes back on." And if she wasn't so hungry she wouldn't have let him get dressed nor leave the bed. Sighing she crawled out of bed and the on the top and shorts she had onnbefore. She planned on at least getting some sleep after this and wasn't about to put an effort on what she was going to wear to the mess hall. "Just out of curiosity, if I were to somehow get pregnant does yoh being a therian effect how fast it'll grow?" If she ever got out of this line of work, she would want kids. It's not like she didn't want a family she was just afraid of the child being manipulated or it possibly growing up without one or both parents.
 
"It still offers a protection. Remember that bullet the Toaster guy shot back at me?" he reminded her. If he had been without the suit it would have penetrated his stomach. The suit was also electricity and fire resistant, which offered additional protection. "If you don't want to get up I can go get you some food, dear." he proposed but then she stood up and began dressing up as well. Vulcan however didn't expect the question that followed. "Uhhm..." he scratched the back of his head, unknowing how to answer properly. "The kid will definitely be wolf. That's for sure. It might have some additional gift but it will be a shifter." he said. He had seen it happen. He regretted a lot of what he had done over the years. Having a child was among those things. In the process he was forced to eliminate the mother along with the child puppy. Mono-Therians had a completely different biology from regular humans and so anti-baby pills didn't really work to stop the pregnancy. Only condoms did the job. "The pregnancy will last for about six months or so and after that the infant grows quite fast. The aging process however slows down once it becomes mature. I'm almost thirty but look and feel like twenty."
 
Amelie almost instantly regretted asking the question when he seemed to not know what to say but then he started talking. ~So no matter what it'll be a wolf therian.~ That was dissapointing to Amelie. She wanted the surprise of what gift her child would have, but oh well. Hearing that the pregnancy would only be six months instead of nine, she was kind of relieved. She hadn't being usless during that time period. Hearing how old he was, Amelie was shocked. She remember them talking about ages...well ages ago. She didn't know why the age shocked her. The men she had been with always tended to be older except for the few who flew up ranks like she did. "I don't even know why that thought came to mind.....anyway let's go get some food." She wanted to change the subject even though she was the one who brought that one up. She couldn't think about kids while working a prison.
 
"Yeah, lets" he said and held the door open for her, following her out afterwards. However, the though of having and raising a child would be in his mind for quite some time now. He could somewhat see himself as a father, Amelie as a strict mother... uncle Alec and grandpa Ivan... Oh God! Stop it! He yelled at his mind to change the subject.
 
Xander led the way back to Toron's cell, where Kytha would now be living again. Tucker quietly followed him, occasionally glancing down at Kytha with a look of mixed feelings. He couldn't keep her from being with her brother again, but she was still the first person that he'd had a normal conversation with in at least a year. It just didn't seem fair to him. Well, he did have a tendency to convince people to mess with his suit, hence the mistrust in allowing Tucker a cell mate or letting him wander around freely, but still. It was a really boring life for him and he was slowly being driven insane by it.


Arriving at the cell, Xander swung the door open and said, "All right, just put her down in one of the beds, Tucker. Then it's back to your cell." sighing, Tucker didn't say anything, as he walked past Xander and then carefully placed Kytha in one of the beds. Pulling a bed sheet over her, seemingly tucking her in, Tucker then slid the scalpel that he'd stolen from the medical bay under the sheets and into one of Kytha's pockets. Whispering in her ear, Tucker said, "I trust you'll know what to do with this. Pick you cell lock, and please, don't forget me." He then stood up and walked back to Xander, who then shut and locked the cell that Kytha was now in.


Heading back to Tucker's cell, Xander was silent until he opened the cell and ushered Tucker inside it. Locking the door after him, Xander then left without another word. Cursing, Tucker slammed his fist against the wall of his cell, cursing again when blood began flowing down his knuckles. It wasn't fair that he had to be alone all the time. It wasn't fair that he had to have gifted agents following him around whenever he went anywhere. This sucked.
 
As they walked through the hallway, Amelie could see people giving them sideway glances. As much as she wanted to try and hide this relationship from people, she didn't think it was going to work. Maybe the cheif would let then retire and have kids. She knew the whole point of what they were doing was to make sure the gifted population wouldn't destroy the human race. Images of Hayden entered her mind and the hundreds of people he had killed, but still. Maybe if she made a deal that the kid would join the academy. ~No.~ Amelie shook her head and as much as she wanted to hold Vulcan's hand right now, she didn't. Instead she put a little more space between them so she wouldn't be tempted. "So.....was it easy enough bringing Toron to his cell? I know he can be a pain."
 
Vulcan completely ignored the looks from some of the people that passed them by. Seeing Amelie move a step away from him however made him feel a bit off. Still, he decided not to ask or even give away what he was thinking. He knew that they still weren't really supposed to be together... Oh, to Hell with the rules! Every kid in here knew they were together! Then Amelie asked him how Toron had behaved. "Larassa ordered him moved to the Solitary Confinement. Serves him right. And no, he didn't say anything. Maybe he was sensing that I was inches away from ripping his tongue off." he said a bit angrily. Now that he thought about it, this wasn't such a bad idea. Kytha would still have her brother and they wouldn't have to hear his annoying prattle any longer. "What happened with the mutt?"
 
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"Hey, technically I ordered it first. " Larassa made Amelie feel threatened. And Amelie did not like her authority being threatened. "And that's good that you didnt. Maybe we could use him one day. I don't think prisoners her understand what we really can do." Amelie had seen people go from being rellious, like Kytha, into dogs of the angency. When they exited the building, she put a hand on her stomach. It hurt because she hadn't had enough to eat in a while. When they reached the mess hall and walked in, she was happy to see that most of the damages had been cleaned up. She walked up to one of the lady's who worked there. "I'm sorry to bother you, but could I have some of the left overs from breakfast? I was able to eat." The lady gave her a smile. "Such a polite young agent. I'll be right back." Amelie tended to forget not all of the people working here were gifted. She had to give th props for still wanting to work here. The lad came back with a tray full of french toast and eggs. Amelie's mouth started to water. "Thank you." She took the tray and sat don at the neatest table and started to scarf the food down. Now was not the time to be eating like a lady.
 
Vulcan couldn't help but giggle when Amelie was called a polite young agent by the cook. He quickly looked away before he got slapped in the face. When she got the tray of toast and eggs he followed her to the table, leaning back in his chair, balancing it on the back two legs, arms crossed on his chest, smiling. He had truly never seen her so hungry. She always took care to eat like a lady, as if she was in a five-star restaurant. "May I have an egg?" he begged like a small puppy, head tilted to one side.
 
Amelie glared at him when he asked for some eggs but seeing the look he was giving her she couldn't say no. "Fine." She slid the tray over to him. "But only one."
 

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