MJ's New Routine

It has been four days since MJ was taken to Tamaran, and she has some mixed feelings.

While she is still willing to help her hosts, she won't lie about how unpleasant the process of healing the infected men is. Every time, she has the same visions again, and they tend to wear her out a bit. She can only heal about five guys at a time before she has to take a break.MJ knows these creatures she keeps seeing, its on the tip of her tongue, but the name escapes her for now.

There is also the matter of the men themselves. While some of them, like Ryand'r, look like they will make a full recovery, others don't, as the black masses have been feeding off them for long enough, that they die shortly after being healed. They, at least, seemed to pass away peacefully.

All of this weighs heavy on MJ, so thankfully Kori is there to lend her a shoulder. Whenever MJ isn't busy healing, she's busy hanging out with the princess, talking, and even making love a few more times. Incidentally, MJ has realized she has spent more time in Kori's room than the guest room at this point.

She also had Rera, who continued to support her with lessons on the language of Tamaran. Admittingly, MJ still doesn't have a good grasp on it, but Rera is a patient teacher, if nothing else.

She had also spoken with both Ryand'r and Queen Luand'r a few times. Strangely, she hadn't seen Komand'r at all, which she isn't sure what to feel about.

MJ woke to the sound of alien birds chirping, in the guest room. As much as she was tempted to sleep with Kori again, she didn't want to overstep too much and went back.

MJ figured that she woke up earlier than usual, judging by the gentle sunlight coming through the window. She thought about going back to sleep, but figured, with the kind of day it will be, she might as well get up.

She pulled back the bed sheets, and stretched her arms a bit as she stood up from the bed. She was wearing only her underwear, as the nights on Tamaran tend to still be a little warm.

She then made her way to the small table in the room, where the crystal, or whatever it was, lied on. Over the past few days, it had grown in size from a small shard to a blue cobble. Hopefully, that means that she'll be able to go home soon, not that she was in a hurry or anything.

It would be a while until Rera came by with breakfast. MJ suppose she would have to kill some time before she does. Or, maybe I could go wake Kori, she thought. That sounded like a better idea.

However, that would mean that MJ would be stuck in just her underwear, as Rera was the one who brought her fresh sets of clothing. She pondered a bit about it, worried what others would say if-

Wait a second, she realized, this isn't like Earth, remember. Everyone here is practically in swimsuits. Immediately, images of Kori's quasi-armor onsie, Ryand'r walking around bare-chested, and others wearing skimpy armor came to mind. Hell, MJ was already set to go, she just gotta make the jump. So, she took a quick look outside the guest room, and seeing nobody else up, she took a few steps into the hallway.

MJ felt nervous, like she was breaking the law, but she also felt excited, like she could take on the world. She took a deep breath, as she stood in the hallway in just her bra and panties. Then, she started walking towards Kori's room. She didn't want to rush, figuring she might as well enjoy this feeling.