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Chapter 14 by Genericc616 Genericc616

Do you accept the deal, or refuse

Accept - The revelation inspires you.

You glance down at the holo of what could very well be your Aunt. The only other family you have in the galaxy, excluding the half you were currently running away from. Just seeing the soft smiling features of the holo, as it jerks as it replays the few seconds of movement.

The short loop replayed over and over like a phantom trapped in an unending cycle, and the more you watchhed it, the more you felt a sense of purpose and belonging fill you. Like a fire had been ignited within you somewhere filling you with a radiant heat, one you could focus on, and call on for strength. An untapped resolve that would hone you exceptional skills and focus your sharp mind.

Since your mothers ****, a small amount of emptiness had resided in you, at first you had naturally assumed it was grief, but as time passed the emptiness lingered. Now you felt a glimmer of hope, something that finally filled that void temporarily.

Of course it might be a trick. You had no way of knowing when that holo was captured, or if the person captured within was still alive in the universe. You would get whatever information The dutchess dangled infront of you, you’d play her at her twisted games, and you’d make sure you’d win. You’d escape, and find this relative or at least find out what happened to them.

You turn around to face Gab, who was starring towards the ground trying to avoid you gaze, but your eyes met hers for a moment. She must have recognized something of the durning determination in your eyes, because she simply smiled back, which you returned. You then turned your attention back to The dutchess who was eyeing you up curiously now.

“Hmmmm have you made a decision?” The dutchess asks with a small smile.

“I have, I’ll play along in return for more information about her,” You reply gesturing to the holo still playing.

“Very well, fulfil your end of the bargain, and I’ll turn over everything that I currently have on this kin of yours,” The dutchess replies, her cold grey eyes looking right at you.

“Now I believe I’ve intruded on both of your time quite enough, so I’ll see myself out,” The dutchess concludes, slowly rising to her feet and with a slight wave to you both, makes her way out of your room, her drones following closely.

Once the dutchess has left the room, Gab seems to visibly untense her body, her amber eyes looking up at you with a weak smile on her soft face. “Sorry I couldn’t warn you Val, she does that with all the newcomers,” Gab says apologetically.

“Don’t worry about it, I figured there’d be something like that to stop people coasting the low risk games.” You reply with a reasuring tone, taking a moment to pick up the holo, and power it down. “Although I hate to admit it, I was expecting to turn down whatever they offered,” You continue, while lifting out a couple of your trinkets and setting them down by your bed.

“She seems to have an uncanny ability to seek out the one thing you desire more than anything,” Gab replies slowly getting to her feet and joining you next to the crate, browsing the various bottles inside.

“Here I was thinking I would be pretty hard to read, or that the one thing I’d desire most is a fair shot out of here,” You joke back, turning to Gab and smiling at her.

“It works for most,” Gab admits idly rummaging around the bottles giving them a quick glance over. “Looks like we got enough here to have one hell of a party,” Gab comments.

“Well we do have something to celebrate,” You reply with a grin.

“Are we sure we can trust this stuff? It could be some eloborate trap,” Gab says, pausing her search to look to you.

“I’ll risk it,” You reply with a smile, “I want to get drunk and get fucked,” You continue with a grin.

“Well I’m with you on the second part, but still don’t know about the booze. I mean no one normally get given any, hell they can’t even ask for it as a reward,” Gab says eyeing the bottles suspiciously.

“Life without any risk, is life without any fun, least thats what I say,” You say with a big grin while grabbing Gab’s ass and playfully squeezing it.

“Well then looks like tonight we party,” Gab says with a big smile.

“Works for me, we can fuck and drink the night away,” You says with a smile.

Suddenly her big strong hands reach into the crate and lift out one of the bottles, studying it for a moment before smiling widely. “Well I’ll be voided,” Gab says with a slight nostalgic tone.

“Good stuff?” You ask turning to look at the bottle Gab had fished out.

“I’d say, cazak whisky this is about the best you can get on my home system,” Gab says with a grin on her face. She can tell by your expression that you hadn’t had the pleasure before. “It’s distilled out on an asteroid that had the perfect environment for distilling,” Gab continues to explain excitedly, while you nod along.

“So it good stuff?” You ask, examine the dark gree bottle, and the curious dark purple liquid within.

“The best, got a kick like an inertia damper blow out too,” Gab replies with pride. A comment that makes you bulk, since that kind of malfunction usually proves fatal for all.

“Want to crack it open first then?” You ask with a smile, intrigued by how strong this stuff had to be.

“I dunno, we got a lot of booze already, I kind of feel like we should save this for something really special you know,” Gab replies, taking a moment to admire the bottle. “That and it makes me super horny, and I don’t think we have enough condoms for that,” Gab jokes shaking her head and placing the bottle back in the crate.

“I like that sound of that,” You reply with a mischevious grin.

“No really it’s fine, we can save it for when you get that info off the dutchess, or something,” Gab quickly adds.

You know you could probably win her over using your fine persuasive charms, after all you were still entirely naked. You did wonder how much truth there was in what Gab had said about it making her very horny, and how fun it would be to put that to the test, after all you have tomorrow off to recover.

That said the idea of saving it for a better occasion did appeal to you as well, and it’s not like you were short of other spirits to get merry with tonight.

Do you crack open the bottle, or save it?

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