Spoiler: ? 42 The situation seem to deteriorate, as more and more natives started shaking their weapons, and slowly circling Victoria and her group. The female seemed to be in retreat, as the man was becoming bolder ad bolder, in his language and gesticualtion.
“Any luck translating their language?” Victoria asked the clones while the natives were busy arguing. The answer would determine their next course of action.
Even as she asked the question, she knew the chance was little for that. She would need to have hours of conversation recorded for the barest of translations... that what they had so far was no enough. "I think they might be harbouring aggressive intentions, captain."Sylvie stated a matter of factly.
Victoria sighed. “Get ready to repel an attack, but let them make the first move. While I would prefer not to kill them, I don't really care if some of them die. If they attack us, they have no one but themselves to blame.” She gave some quick orders.
Spoiler: ? 90 As things started deteriorating, someone attacked. It was hard to tell who... but a spear flew and a blaster fired - the spear missed and so did the blaster. Both hit the trees. But the effect was that the tree hit by blasters caught some small fire and cut off part of a tree. The effect was immediate. Through sheer shock and awe, at the sight of light effect and devastation, the natives quickly quieted down. Slowly, they started falling to their knees, bow - prostrate themselves.
“Hold fire!” Victoria ordered as she saw that the natives had apparently lost the desire to continue the exchange. “But stay alert, in case any of them decide to attack again, or in case more of them arrive and are not as... agreeable.” She added. Crisis averted... for now, at least. Taking a deep breath Victoria looked at the kneeling natives and tried again. “We. Mean. You. No. Harm. We. Want. To. Talk.” She attempted to make them understand. This is going to be a long day...
"Well there's no reason to think that those encountered by the Aurora weren't telling the truth... but if they're associated with pirates and slavers-" Zack thought. "Sensors, maintain an active watch in this system for any ships. I'd prefer not to be caught off-guard if anyone shows up." His orders issued, Tungsten returned to monitoring the readings on his console.
As Victoria finished speaking, she noticed that non of the natives did react - they all stayed kneeling, their heads touching the ground, not daring to look at her. "Well... that's one way to deescalate." Sylvie said quietly from behind her.
"Yes Captain." The Hal clone said as he turned back to the console. The captain saw hard-on in his pants. Not for the first time, Zack wondered if those clones were a good choice - 200 clones and only one female on board... The comlink came to life. "Captain! Engineer Briggs reports that they have enough resources for mission parameters!" the clone by communications reported.
“I guess...” Victoria sighed. What am I supposed to do now? We still can't communicate with them... She wondered. (Sorry, drawing a blank here.)
As Victoria stood still, Sylvie hummed. "Our little demonstration might have elevated us to the rank of gods in their eyes..." She theorized. {does this help?}
Victoria sighed again. “I figured as much. But what do we do now? What good is that they see us as gods if they can't understand us? The language barrier remains our main issue, regardless.” She then turned to look at the medical officer. “Unless I am overthinking things and overlooking something obvious. In which case please share your ideas with me.”
Sylvie shrugged. "We can kidnap - that is escort one of them, with our 'flying chariot' take them to ship and make them speak~" She paused. "Maybe do some anal probing~" She chuckled. "I am sure we can easily make her or him sing, onboard."
“I am a bit hesitant about taking any of them to our ship, but at this point that might be our best course of action. Maybe the woman we met at first – she seemed willing to talk to us, before the rest of them showed up...” Victoria agreed after thinking about it for a few long moments. “Alright, no point delaying any further. Let's... invite her to come with us. Once she's on board we'll head back to the ship.” (My writing feels off today, so I'll stop here and let you write the following scene where they bring her back tot he ship.)
Spoiler: diplomacy 57 +10 (diplomacy) +40 (impression) -20 (language barrier) - success Victoria walked up to the kneeling woman she had first met. "Hey, come with me." She said as she reached out. The red-skinned woman looked at her... then at her hand, then slowly reached out. Victoria gently grabbed her hand and helped the native get up. Slowly, she leads the woman to the shuttle, with the rest of the clones following. Soon the shuttle started up, and flew into the air - the red-skinned woman gasped, as her eyes were glued to the front window - as she looked with fascination, as the shuttle started flying into air. Her awe becomes even greater as the shuttle entered space. Then her eyes became even bigger, as the Aurora came into view. Soon, the shuttle landed in the hangar - the red skinned's woman eyes were moving quickly around, taking everything in.
Alright, now how should I do this?... Let's show her around while trying to talk to her. We'll avoid the bridge or any of the more critical parts of the ship. Finishing the tour with the observatory might be a nice touch. Victoria decided. “Sylvie, come with us. You and you, come as well. The rest are dismissed for now and can go back to their duties.” She decided they did not need to bring along all the clones – two clones and the medical officer would be enough. Engaging the woman in conversation would be difficult, but hopefully their translation tools would eventually decipher the natives' language. (Not happy with the wording of my post, but I hope it gets the idea across.)
Spoiler: Diplomacy 46+10 (diplomacy) +40 (impression) -20 (language barrier) - success The two travel around the ship, each talking in their own tongue. At first, the woman seemed to be perplexed about that, but as Victoria started repeating words from her language, she seemed to get it. The observatory, with the view of the planet, struck the woman incredibly - she looked at the planet for the entire hour. Victoria had to put a lot of time to make the woman speak again. End result - the translators needed at least a night to finish the algorithm for the local tongue... then there would be time for fine-tuning. Victoria finished the day, by escorting the woman to one of the guest's rooms.
That was a lot more exhausting than I imagined. Who knew that simply talking to someone could be so tiring? Victoria thought as she retreated to her own quarters after escorting the woman to one of the guest rooms. Hopefully by tomorrow morning we will be able to communicate with her at least a little... Upon returning to her quarters the captain went to sleep, too exhausted from the mental strain of the day to do anything else – but feeling at least a little hopeful for the next day.
Spoiler: ? 2 The next day came, and Victoria got up tiredly. She was still exhausted after yesterday... and damn, turned on. The lust was practically flooding her body- Spoiler: Will 65 - success She almost fell to her knees and started masturbating. But she quickly got a grip on herself, despite her pussy literally salvitating.
Damn, I'm so horny... but I need to focus on talking with our guest... I suppose a little masturbation won't hurt, though... Lying back on her bed Victoria thrust two fingers in her wet pussy and started pleasuring herself, soon adding a third. At first her other hand played with her breasts, but then moved to her back door and thrust a finger inside. With both of her holes being stimulated at the same time it did not take her long to cum. This will do for now... but I need something – or rather, someone – more than fingers... The captain thought as she got up and went to take a quick bath, washing away the sweat and smell of sex. Once she was properly dressed the captain headed out – it was time to find out the progress made on translating the natives' language, and then check on their guest...
