Nah, everything's just fine...more or less.

You guide the ship towards Hestian Beta, diving down through clouds until you break through the planet's atmosphere. You end up flying above an open plain dotted with small houses that are obviously homes for farmers and ranchers as you can see livestock and crops as you come in lower. That was about what you expected of Hestian Beta. You'd been here before a few times, once or twice for supply runs you were hired to do and more often than not because Kate wanted to have words (that usually ended in rough sex). It was a peaceful planet...a little quiet for your tastes, but that's what you needed at the moment to think things through about this whole situation with Chloe.

You pass over most of the farms and some small towns as you turn towards the northern end of the continent you're currently over. You hit a forested area and then a clearing as you slow down and come down for a landing. In the clearing, a single house is built and it is a few meters from that house you land your ship as you have many times before. Kate had made sure to purchase a large enough plot of land so she could come and go as she pleased and would not be bothered. She liked her privacy, when it came down to it, and you could understand that. Though you'd never made your own hermit shack to get privacy.

You land the ship and, when the engines are powered down and the ship is settled, you turn to Chloe and give her a smile. "All right, we're here. Wanna get down and check stuff out?", you ask the Chlorophyte who had been glued to the viewscreen that had shown the scenery below and in front of your ship as you'd made your descent and she looks to you with bright eyes and a wide smile.

"Yes, Master! Let's go!", she cheers and grabs your hand as you stand from your seat, half-dragging you out of the cockpit and to the cargo bay. The little Chlorophyte is an excitable sort...and quite a bit stronger than she appears as she almost pulls you off your feet a few times in her excitement. Maybe you shouldn't have been so afraid of hurting her during your rougher sexual encounters as you had been if she was hiding that sort of strength in her.

You shrug off that train of thought, though, and make your way to the cargo bay with Chloe's hand in yours. She is nearly bouncing in excitement as you lower the landing ramp in the cargo bay, inviting cool, breathable air to enter the ship from the outside. Chloe breathes in deeply of that and smiles, apparently finding non-recycled atmosphere to be preferable to what you had pumping in the ship and what she'd had pumped into wherever she'd been held before this.

"All right, let's go, darlin'.", you say and start to head for the landing ramp...only to be stopped by a tall, lean figure sauntering up the ramp instead.

The figure is tall, almost as tall as you, with a trim, lean body. Though lithe and hard, the body is feminine with a gentle curve to the hips and a small swell of pert breasts. Of course, you know from experience that the most feminine part of her is that ass of hers that won't quit, the perfect combination of firm yet yielding to touch. You know this because you recognize the figure as Kate, her close-cropped blond hair and fierce glare familiar to you. What's also familiar to you is the gun she's holding on you, an older style slug pistol like yours. It probably says a lot about your relationship with Kate that you're not unused to being greeted with a drawn gun.

"Kate! Sweetheart! So good to see ya!", you say and she cocks the hammer back on her pistol, drawing a sigh from you, "Really? We gotta do this?"

"You know the drill, Derrick. Drop 'em.", she replies gruffly and you sigh as you reach down to undo your belt...but only so that you can toss the holster and belt with your pistol down on the ground if front of you. You then reach for your hidden blaster and toss that in front of you too. Finally, you reach into your boot and grab your knife to toss it on the pile of weaponry as well.

"There. Happy? We all good? Wanna put the gun down now?", you say and she walks forward with her gun still drawn.

"Maybe after you give me a damn good reason why you're here...and explain who the hell the green girl here is. ", she demands and points her gun down towards your crotch, "And it better be a damn good story."

You kinda think you preferred when she was pointing the gun at your head, at this point, but you take a deep breath and start to explain the situation as best as you can.