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07.16.2012 , 11:52 PM |
Catching up- going to do a second part for my Fsmug's corso meeting the inlaws.
might contain traces of nuts, milk, wheat, and agent spoilers.
Mother and daughter chattered excitedly, while keeping an eye on Corso, who eyed every object and person on the Phantom class ship with paranoia. His in-laws were imps. His mother-in-law was an imp SPY. Every object, every person must be hiding a secret, evil, deadly aspect. Bugs, booby traps, recording equipment, horrific mutations kept in the biochem bay. Did something small skitter quickly along the floor in the corner on his vision? How did such a sweet, compassionate, lovely woman like his wife grow up living with imp spies?!
" Babes... what on earth are you doing?" Teumessia finally spoke up and asked her husband. " Nothing here is going to bite. Dad's bug-buddies might nibble you a little, but they are just trying to groom the dead skin and excess oils off you. They always left my cuticles immaculate!~"
" Yeah, they're quite fun to watch when you accidentally spill food on the floor!" Teumessia brought two fingers to her lips, and let out a whistle. From around a corner came a small cloud of buzzing and skittering insects, ranging in size from fruit flies, to the point where the body was comparable to a grown man's thumb.
This was when the entire ship- nay, the entire space dock, learned that the dashing, courageous, rugged farmboy was afraid of bugs.
With an unflattering screech, he turned and ran into the engine room, and right into SCORPIO. She regarded him blankly as he regained his composure, and his wife and mother-in-law caught up to him. She turned to look at Teumessia, scrutinising every little change in the young chiss since the last time she saw her.
" As your mother did, you chose a human as a mate. Interesting. You should hope any offspring you two produce do not exhibit such psychological weakness so readily. " She gave one more look to each the man and wife, and having finished her observations, went back to idly leaning back and cruising the holonet.
" There was a commotion, the fingerlings chime of a new scent. We take it our guest has arrived?" A tall, dark haired man walked in the room, the small pack of insects chattered and clambered up the back of his robes and perched on his shoulders. " We apologise. Vector Hyllus." He bowed to Corso, the tiny insects clinging on to the fabric of his robe in order to stay on. He looked up to see Corso clinging to the wall furthest away from him, shuddering, eyes fixed on the pack of passengers that he bore. Understandingly he closed his eyes for several moments, and immediately the mini killik swarm skittered off of him, out the door, and back to some quiet corner of the ship. Corso sheepishly whispered his thanks, and shook his father-in-laws hand, trying not to look too uneasy by the solid black eyes, and odd speech patterns.
" Okay guys, i just got a call from Temple, she's finished cooking dinner for everyone." Crezelle cheerfully interrupted.
" Hope you like mandalorian, Temple just loves the recipies she gets from my older daughter's husband. It's a bit harsh on my dear honeybee's sensitive taste and smell, but he's a fighter none the less." She grinned at corso " Let's see if you can handle her cooking too~" She smiled as Corso puffed up indignantly. An easy challenge to take his mind off being afraid of everything, she just questioned his mojo in comparison to her husband's.
Crezelle De'Chimera, of the Shadowlands
" Secret Agent Blue Booty, at your service. You Lead the way; I bring the kolto. "