sooner you can make your decision.”
He nodded and his ears flapped with the motion. He disappeared in a moment.
Aura headed off to join the rescue party, and Speaker was left standing with the crowd waiting at a safe distance. Too many folks in the mine would almost be worse than too few.
She eventually helped with refreshments, keeping people calm and feeding and serving hot meals to the different shifts of diggers that came and went. The only constant was Aura.
Speaker kept an eye on the men coming and going, and she stiffened when eleven men emerged with shovels and picks. She ran to one of the men and asked, “What is going on? Where is Aura?”
The man gave her a tired look. “The ghost came and waved its arms frantically. Aura sent us all out, and he said he would get to them before anything happened. We were to give him ten minutes and get clear of the entrance.”
Speaker was about to ask why when another blast shook the ground. She ran toward the entrance, activating the breather built into her suit.
She stumbled down the cavern, looking for traces of her partner, her mate. She walked right up to the sight of the cave-in and through the neat hole that had been blown through it. The first shred of his uniform made her ill. More and more pieces of it appeared, and there was no trace of his body. She wanted to sit on her butt and wail, but the survivors were trooping toward her.
“Come on, your families are waiting.” Speaker swallowed heavily and escorted them out to the light.
She didn’t speak to anyone, merely got on her personal skimmer and flitted back to her shuttle. Moving faster and faster, she entered her vehicle and dug around for the carved box. Feeling queasy, she opened it and tears ran down her cheeks when Utolian’s orb was there and pulsing with energy.
She activated it and glared up at him. Jackass! You scared the life out of me.
I apologise. I had no way of getting a message to you before I detonated my body. I can make another one.
I liked your last one.
Then, it shall be the same.
Something struck her mind. So, when I am old and grey you will look just like this?
I will design a body that will age with yours. You are stuck with me, Avina. Now, bring a new suit for me and meet me at the mine. I am going to need a bit of raw material to put a new body together.
Jackass. She grabbed another uniform for him and exited, hopping back on her little skimmer and returning to the mine site.
In a few minutes, there was a shift in power and he was striding out of the rubble butt naked and looking proud of himself.
She looked at him and snorted. He had given himself a tattoo in the centre of his chest.
She saw it and laughed. It was her name in English. “That is just silly.”
“You looked so worried, I thought you needed silly. From now on, each new body will have a mark that separates it from the previous one. While I may lose my body, you will never lose me. Are we clear?” He lifted her chin and kissed her softly.
She sighed. “We are clear. Now, get dressed. The local ladies are staring.”
She laughed as he flexed and his cock swivelled back and forth in a teasing pattern.
You and he are mates.
“Yes, Lealthic. I have come to grips with that.”
The ghost laughed, actually laughed. If you can mate with one of his kind and be content, then I will have no problem moving on to the next life. I have done what I can, and now, my time is over. This is a new race with new traditions. They don’t need me hanging around.
Speaker bit her lip. “There is another option.”
Aura paused and looked at her in surprise. “You are going to tell him how?”
“Lealthic, would you enjoy continuing to be of use but to other people and not simply those on your home world? You could exit the situation at any time.”
I am intrigued; keep talking.
She outlined the process for him attaching himself to a small object and the training and screening processes that he would be asked to
He nodded and his ears flapped with the motion. He disappeared in a moment.
Aura headed off to join the rescue party, and Speaker was left standing with the crowd waiting at a safe distance. Too many folks in the mine would almost be worse than too few.
She eventually helped with refreshments, keeping people calm and feeding and serving hot meals to the different shifts of diggers that came and went. The only constant was Aura.
Speaker kept an eye on the men coming and going, and she stiffened when eleven men emerged with shovels and picks. She ran to one of the men and asked, “What is going on? Where is Aura?”
The man gave her a tired look. “The ghost came and waved its arms frantically. Aura sent us all out, and he said he would get to them before anything happened. We were to give him ten minutes and get clear of the entrance.”
Speaker was about to ask why when another blast shook the ground. She ran toward the entrance, activating the breather built into her suit.
She stumbled down the cavern, looking for traces of her partner, her mate. She walked right up to the sight of the cave-in and through the neat hole that had been blown through it. The first shred of his uniform made her ill. More and more pieces of it appeared, and there was no trace of his body. She wanted to sit on her butt and wail, but the survivors were trooping toward her.
“Come on, your families are waiting.” Speaker swallowed heavily and escorted them out to the light.
She didn’t speak to anyone, merely got on her personal skimmer and flitted back to her shuttle. Moving faster and faster, she entered her vehicle and dug around for the carved box. Feeling queasy, she opened it and tears ran down her cheeks when Utolian’s orb was there and pulsing with energy.
She activated it and glared up at him. Jackass! You scared the life out of me.
I apologise. I had no way of getting a message to you before I detonated my body. I can make another one.
I liked your last one.
Then, it shall be the same.
Something struck her mind. So, when I am old and grey you will look just like this?
I will design a body that will age with yours. You are stuck with me, Avina. Now, bring a new suit for me and meet me at the mine. I am going to need a bit of raw material to put a new body together.
Jackass. She grabbed another uniform for him and exited, hopping back on her little skimmer and returning to the mine site.
In a few minutes, there was a shift in power and he was striding out of the rubble butt naked and looking proud of himself.
She looked at him and snorted. He had given himself a tattoo in the centre of his chest.
She saw it and laughed. It was her name in English. “That is just silly.”
“You looked so worried, I thought you needed silly. From now on, each new body will have a mark that separates it from the previous one. While I may lose my body, you will never lose me. Are we clear?” He lifted her chin and kissed her softly.
She sighed. “We are clear. Now, get dressed. The local ladies are staring.”
She laughed as he flexed and his cock swivelled back and forth in a teasing pattern.
You and he are mates.
“Yes, Lealthic. I have come to grips with that.”
The ghost laughed, actually laughed. If you can mate with one of his kind and be content, then I will have no problem moving on to the next life. I have done what I can, and now, my time is over. This is a new race with new traditions. They don’t need me hanging around.
Speaker bit her lip. “There is another option.”
Aura paused and looked at her in surprise. “You are going to tell him how?”
“Lealthic, would you enjoy continuing to be of use but to other people and not simply those on your home world? You could exit the situation at any time.”
I am intrigued; keep talking.
She outlined the process for him attaching himself to a small object and the training and screening processes that he would be asked to
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