PSUFF - A Bleeding Planet

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[COLOR="Black"]Chapter Eight
Sweat Marks And So On


The elevator rattled and shook as it bumped its way downwards. Aroma sat on the floor and rubbed small circles on either side of her head. Strangely, it didn't help.

Rejik had a lot of experience with alcohol. As such he had developed a method of sending electric discharge through the body, seperating and dispelling alcohol from the bloodstream. Nothing however, could defeat the headache that followed. It also resulted in a great amount of sweat and a horrific thirst. It was an emergency treatment after all. Originally, it was meant to expel viruses from the central intelligence onto data storage discs. Rejik was a master adapter.

Nevertheless, Aroma's dress was now stained with sweat. Sixty thousand meseta this dress had cost her. Then she had had to customise it a little. She hated sewing, it was a woman's job. Worse was that sweat always gathered in the hairiest places of the body. Since she had been careful to look her best only one part of her body, besides her head, had any real hair on it and it wasn't a place she liked to attract attention to. However, judging by the fact that Lucieus was very carefully not looking at her, he had already seen. He shouldn't have been looking in the first place.

"Rejik, is it just me or does the spaceport look a little different?"

Rejik joined Lucieus at the elevator window. It looked as though the Linear Line had passed through it. Chairs were broken, pillars were broken, even walls were broken. It was swarming with Beasts, who seemed to be having trouble with somebody over by the Linear Line gate. Rejik zoomed in, but the angle of the elevator defeated him.

"I'm ready if you are Louie."

Lucieus pressed the button for the spaceport before turning to face Aroma, who was sat on the floor looking miserable.

"Are you armed?"

She lifted her head to regard him with a groan. She spent a moment working out what Lucieus had said, then dragged herself up and answered with a quiet, "turn around."

This confused Lucieus, who paused for a moment in the attempt to work out her reasoning. With Aroma getting aggravated over the lack of turning Rejik simply grabbed Lucieus by the shoulders and spun him around.

"You too, Reji."

"What," Rejik protested, "but I've already seen-"

"Do it."

Grumbling, Rejik complied.

"We're about to reach the spaceport. I hope you're ready."

Cassius in the left hand, Angelous in the right. Headache causing her immense pain and sweat marks causing her immense embarassment. Well, as ready as possible.[/COLOR]