"Personal Diary, Necanthrope Dagar, Squad SFAQL, Date 10/05/902 SD, Time 23:06"
I'm confused.
The party Slayer threw to announce that new war world was good. The beer had been free, the food tasty and the band had played some cool tunes.
And I danced with Splinter.
We left the party early because the boss didn't look happy that I was dancing with Splinter. Don't know what's got into Stryder and I think he's hiding something from the rest of the union.
We went into Downtown, to that fish and chip shop. It was busy, but worth the wait.
Then we walked back to our apartment, hand in hand. She actually looked comfortable, probably the first itme since she joined the union.
The place was empty when we got in, so I pulled two beers out of the fridge, gave one to Splinter and we sat watching the re-runs of last night's Gorezone.
After about 5 minutes of watching someone ripping off a carriens head and pissing down the neck, I noticed a different taste in the air.
Splinters taste is sharp and spikey, something to do with the accident she had that killed her. But this taste was different, very soft and sensous.
Splinter took the control from my hand and flicked to the Alien Sex Channel, but I couldn't tell much difference from the Gorezone we'd been watching. There was a Wraith biting the neck of a human and sucking the blood that squirted from it. It would have probably been erotic if the blood hadn't looked like the tomato ketchup i'd put on my chips earlier.
Splinter's hand was then suddenly on my leg, making slow circles. I giggled slightly and she took my hand and placed it over her breasts.
Things happened quickly and next thing, we were both naked on the sofa and she was running a finger over the scars from where the carrien that killed me had bitten me.
I ran my fingers over the spikes jutting out of her arms and legs and asked her if she wanted to get comfortable in the other room, since Stryder and the others would be back soon. When I mentioned his name she froze and then poof, reality folded out of the room.
I walked through the apartment to my room and as I passed her room I heard crying. Using ebb senses, I saw her crying over a picture of Immagin.
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