After the Cell: Waking up
Asari Commando Alaya (@asaricommando)
Posted Tuesday 5th February 2013 from Twitlonger
@SpacePirateVel Alaya opened her eyes. She was lying in bed, Vel next to her breathing slowly. They’d somehow made their way there after the “shower” but how she couldn’t quite remember. Sitting up carefully she stretched her back a little.
The asari looked down at her partner and smiled, eyes tracing over the flawless blue skin. The mission had been difficult for her personally, but the sense of release from it was delicious. And having Vel there to support her had been reassuring.
For a moment she wondered again if it had been wise to remove the clip and merely give the woman a fright. She knew that if their roles had been reversed the weapon would have been loaded. But surely that was the point? She WASN’T like them and never would be, that was important.
What else was important was to keep up appearances with the fleet. It was usually a little onerous but it may prove to be more entertaining with Tilea around. Whatever Vel thought, and however it might have gone if things had been different, she was just an old friend now; but she was fun and they’d not seen each other in a long time.
Alaya glanced at the uniform hanging up, reluctant to get up. “Just a little while longer,” she mumbled to herself and lay down again, wrapping herself around Vel.
Space Pirate Vel (@SpacePirateVel)
Posted Tuesday 5th February 2013 from Twitlonger
(In reply to asaricommando)
The first stir had woken Vel, but she laid quietly next to Alaya, not willing to disrupt the closeness that bound them, continuing to indulge in the warmth of her bondmate.
Their shower led to something else, and the meld after a combat high was incredible. Especially since Alaya always got her worked up with the way she demolished her enemies, she was glad for the extra sound-proofing layer the crew installed in their walls not long ago.
She rolled slightly into Alaya at the memory, trying to calm herself against her bondmate’s soft skin. She’d seen Alaya’s mind during the height of their melded consciousness, and felt the relief given by the capture of the Cerberus cell. The abduction incident had been weighing on Alaya’s mind since Illium, and Vel was glad that they could finally bring the cell to justice.
/Citadel justice, anyway,/ she thought dryly, recalling again the final confrontation between Alaya and the female leader of the cell. She had whispered by her bondmate’s ear, pleading her to spare the woman’s life, much to her own surprise. She had seen how the killing of a defenseless volus suspect troubled Alaya, and she didn’t want her love to go through the torment again, not when the blood would be on Alaya’s hands.
If it was up to her though, she would’ve pulled the trigger and raised a glass to it.
She shrugged mentally, cracking an eye open to see Alaya wrapped around herself and smiled, snuggling closer.
