The hivemind is conquering for me?

The week rest of the weeks space travel passed by idly with no incident. I was lay in bed with Kathrine as she was using my chest as a pillow. “Sorry I couldn’t take another rough session last night, I only just got my voice back.” Kathrine said looking upwards. “Hey, I am all about attuning to my partners needs. If you want it hard, we go hard.

If you want it passionate and tender like last night, that works for me too.” I replied as I stroked her hair.

Our morning lounge was interrupted when a knocking came from the door. “Kathrine? Are you decent?” Caleb shouted through the door. “Should we let him in or have a quickie?” I said jokingly. Kathrine proceeded to swat my chest at the comment. “If we go any longer I wont be able to walk for a few days.”

After inviting Caleb in, he paused at the entrance to the bedroom. “Whoa! Smells like a blue nebulas on buy an hour get one free night in here. Have you and captain tree trunk been doing the deed all night?”

Kathrine unamused by Caleb’s nickname for me got to the point. “I assume your here for something important Caleb? The invitation to watch us in bed the other day was not literal.” Caleb’s demeanour changed into some semblance of professionalism.

“Yes ma’am, we have arrived at the missions coordinates and will be in the planets orbit in 30 minutes.” “Very good captain anything else?” “Yes, um, the planet is asking we refer to the planet as its local given name and not the name Spartari has given it, considering its playing thin with its neutrality by allowing Spartari forces, even if we are mercenaries, upon it.”

Kathrine thought over the planetaries reasonings behind this. She found no flaws in allowing this for the sake of good relations. “Very well captain, I will change the name in my notes, what is the name of the planet.” Caleb cleared his throat and with pressed lips to suppress his laughter said. “Alexandria.”

Kathrine let go of the sheet that was covering her breasts and began to massage her temples in frustration. “Cover up woman! I don’t want to see your milkers!” Kathrine ignored Caleb and began to vent at the room. “Alexandria, Alexandria! For fuck sake! Why does every planet think they should be called fucking Alexandria.” She turned to me irate.

“Do you know how many documented planets are called Alexandria in Spartari territory?” “Umm?” “23,864 the last time I had this problem! I don’t even get it. Why does everyone choose that dumb shit of a name.”

“Did Spartari ever have a famous commander named Alexander?” I asked, causing Kathrine to glare daggers at me and caused me to shudder. “Sorry.”

Kathrine proceed to rage for a minute more before she began massaging her forehead. “Fine, tell the uninspired fuckers we will call the planet in our official documents… That name.”

After Caleb took his leave, I insisted on giving Kathrine a little bit of finger treatment in order to mellow out her stress. 7 minutes later, Kathrine was sat at her desk applying makeup and humming a little tune. “Ok my bipolar milf, I’ll go and get changed and meet you in 20 in the mess hall.”

“Ok handsome, just a heads up though, If you call me bipolar again, I will make you regret it.” Her smile was sweet, but her eyes were anything but.” I let out a chuckle. “See what did I tell you? Bipolar, oh shit!” I ducked as some sort of hair straightener, curler, dryer, device was thrown in my direction. “Just go asshole!” She replied trying to suppress her laughter while acting serious.

Inside my room, I closed the door and spoke. “Onyx, you here?” I said as I moved to the bedroom. Onyx was on the floor spasming uncontrollably in her stalker form. “Onyx!” I was On my knees holding her form before I realised I had even moved. “My love, baby? What’s wrong?”

Perhaps it was the comfort my touch brings to her, but at that moment Onyx stopped spasming and opened her eyes. “Hello, my universe. Have you been holding me long?” “I-I-I. I just got here and you were spasming on the floor. Are you ok? You had me so worried.”

Onyx grabbed my hand with her three fingers and brought it to her face. “Oh my universe, You haven’t seen me have an extended vision yet at this point in time have you? Oh my love, I am fine, I have been here all night. Your love and worry for me has moved me though, come here.”

Onyx pulled me in and began kissing me in her stalker form. She was in the state of intertwining her future and present as she often gets when having visions and it causes her to become friskier. After around 5 minutes I pulled back. “Oh yeah, you are definitely ok.

That being said, I cant do this any longer I have to-” “Go and meet Kathrine in the mess hall and descend onto Alexandria to meet the democratic leader of the planet Geoff. Yes, yes I know. I placed your backpack in that cupboard over there. You go have fun.” Onyx said cutting off my sentence and adding details I did not know.

“Onyx, you are scary when you get like this… But still so fuckable.” Onyx visibly looked away from me at that unexpected comment. “My universe, leave this room now before I change the future irreparably.” Honestly that sounded really enticing. ‘future breaking sex! coming soon to a ship quarters near you.’

Onyx, reading my mind grew desperate and lowered her voice. “Go.” Yep she was on the edge. Gathering my backpack, I had in meld over me instantly and left the room. As I did, Onyx’ body began to morph, then morph back. Back and forth over and over before her humanoid form emerged with a. “Kiyaaaah!

Oh my darling, darling, darling universe is going to love this!”

Onyx had broke temporarily. She had seen to much too vividly, but she did not care. “Oh my king, my one above all. I will be waiting, waiting for you down below.” Onyx screamed once more, this time muffled by her hands before switching back to her stalker form.

Even in her form she was still twitching from excitement. Taking a deep breath, she focused on her sole mission now that ensured Apollo enjoyed this mission fondly. “I will have to eat my babies once they get here.”

Walking into the mess hall with my armour, I was being given strange looks. The mercenaries had heard about my Alien armour, but only Caleb and his goons in the snow had seen it. As I made it to the centre of the hall, a certain foul mouth spotted me and did a double take. “Well fuck me and call me a Sepiidan. Its Xeno cunt in the metal.

I thought shit for brains over there was lying to us when he said you look scary in that thing. Fucking upright monster you is.” Willy yelled, declaring my presence to all who had yet to see.

“Willy my guy, I can’t tell if your insulting me or complementing me when you call everyone you know a cunt.” I said genuinely curious about the mercenaries thoughts. He gives off the impression that he is as thick as a 10 foot wall with all his cursing, but he is actually the ships primary logistician.

“Fucking hell mate, You are a dumb cunt aren’t cha. That thing you call armour is the fucking shit mate! You’re a lucky cunt that I believe in finders keepers, otherwise I’d be shoving a grenade up yer arse while you sleep and running off with the cunt me self.”

Once again Willy vivid imagery caused a wave of laughter amongst the mercenaries. “So then hot stuff.” The woman who never takes off her helmet, who I have come to know as Janine, spoke up. “How durable is that stuff? Is it stronger than Pretorian stuff? Or is it Crappier than the stuff they give those poor phalanx?”

I was about to respond ‘I don’t know’ When a shot from a laser rifle hit my chest plate. I had not even seen Janine unsling her custom made rifle from her shoulder before the shot hit my armour. “Woah not even a scratch. Granted I only had the shot at 50% charge as I didn’t want an accidental glancer, but that would still go cleanly through both sides of a phalanx. Mighty impressive.”

“Well I cant take the credit, the armour is the one doing the heavy work.” “True, true. But a heads up for you now hot stuff, Now that these pussies have seen your armour take the shot like its nothing. If things, by Spartari forbid, go awry during the mission.

You can count your stars they will all be using you as a meat shield.” Janine placed her hand on the mouth piece of her helmet and mimed blowing a kiss as she walked back to her seat.

All the while, the now riled up mercenaries were determined to find out if they could damage my armour.