Nesia 013

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So, since no one else voted and it was still a three-way tie, my husband offered to change his vote.  Nesia is going to go change her outfit before she heads out to the estate.  I’ll make this post a little longer to make up for the lack of post.  So expect some history of the universe.

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She directed the taxi back to the hotel.  It seemed like a bad idea to go to a fancy estate in a ripped up outfit, no matter how expensive the clothes had once been.  Nesia pulled off the hat and shook her blonde curls out as she stared out the taxi window.  People were crowding taxi pads as they were all heading to their vacation lunch.  Some would choose the top tier restaurant, and others would choose the pretend local sandwich shop.  Even alien visitors were leaving their exclusive hotel that catered to their knees.

Nesia blinked and turned around, trying to catch another glimpse of the feathered bodies of the Pteryx.  It was not really surprising that aliens had heard of the vacation hotspot or that Leisure had a hotel built to cater.  It was more surprising about how quickly it had all happened.  The first alien contact had been about twenty years ago and the most recent species was only met about two years back.  Most governments on all sides were trying to keep contact under control.

When first contact started to be made between species, it was not what anyone was hoping to find.  They were aliens.  Plain and simply looks dictated that.  Their languages were different, and their societies were structured with different tastes.  Yet, the similarities were plenty.  Probably the one thing that kept initial panic from exploding was that first contact was made by two teams of scientists.

When each government could hardly trust their own, they immediately distrusted the alien species that they only just met.  They knew their own thoughts and assumed, alien or not, that it would be like dealing with any other government.  Nesia had no doubt that the galactic governments would probably try to keep each other at a universal distance until they can fully assess each other.

“Too bad for them that people tend to do what they want,” a voice laughed in her mind as he explained the situation.  “The general person can be an irrational mob, but the individual was far too curious about aliens that were not either world destroyers or higher technologically.  Since the aliens aren’t storybook and are similar to us in personality, I’m betting languages will be learned, trade established, and knowledge shared faster than the governments can keep up.  Though they will try to pretend that they are in charge.”

“Yes,” Nesia agreed, “I also have a feeling that illegality will find just as much common ground as its law abiding counterparts.”

“Things wouldn’t be half as fun if they didn’t,” the voice laughed.  He was talking to her over a speaker phone in her memory.  “Besides, I picked up a new friend.  I’ll introduce you to him once he gets a better grasp of Human.  He’s a brilliant inventor and kind of an oddball among the Pteryx.  Almost blow me up on accident.”

Ludi.  That fleeting memory was how she first heard of Ludi.  Ludi was deformed by pteryxian standards and probably would have died at a young age if he had not been insanely intelligent.  That was almost eight years ago.

The taxi door opened and Nesia kept from grumbling as the hotel staff fawned over her all the way to the elevator.  Next time she might be tempted to pay the taxi cab to fly her aimlessly, but she bet the one time she did it would be the one time she would not get any flashes of memory.

The hotel staff was trying to tell her something, but Nesia just got until the elevator as quickly as possible.  The doors opened to her floor, and she really wished she had delayed.  In front of her apartment door were two large bodyguards with packages, and one of the best looking men the universe had ever seen.  Any girl would gladly be engaged to him based on looks alone.

“Katherine,” the man said, his voice smooth enough to make any girl melt.

Almost any.  Nesia’s common sense was locked in a fierce battle with her hormones.  Here she was, remeeting her fiancé, in ripped up clothes.  A business man of great wealth was there in front of her, with his dark hair and green eyes and toned muscles, and he was probably second guessing their engagement.  The romantic side wailed at that possibility, but common sense succeeded in smothering that wail.

He was little more than an acquaintance at the moment.  She was going to keep herself calm, under control, and not fall head over heals just because the man said ‘hi’ to her.  Nesia was not going to insult her own dignity by acting like a pre-teen fan girl.

“Donavan,” Nesia said, ignoring the bodyguards and returning his stare with a smile.  “What brings you here?”

He only briefly looked at her outfit before motioning to one of his bodyguards to hold up a small kennel with a kitten inside.  “I am here to apologize for having your cat neutralized.  It did attack you, but I know that it was important to you.  I have acquired you a new one.  Same breed and gender.  If you would accept it.”

Nesia kept the smile plastered on her face the best she could.  She had completely forgotten about the fact that Kate had the psycho cat named Serendipity.  At least the crazy beast was dead.  Nesia felt no loss there.  It was a nice gesture of Donavan, even if he was all stiff and formal like he was going through a business deal.

“My apologies,” Nesia said carefully, already feeling like her allergies were taunting her about being close to a kitten.  “It just would not be the same and would bring me sorrow.”

“Very well,” Donavan nodded and the bodyguard backed up again.  “Is there anything else I can get you to make up for your loss?”

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So, her super rich fiancé is offering to get her anything….

1 – “Nothing is necessary.”

2 – “Just a normal pet that isn’t a cat.” (and I’ll take suggestions if you want to make them.  You know, bird, dog, lizard…any little normal pet of any size.)

3 – “Something exotic and unique.” (once again, I’ll take suggestions, but these can be anything.  I mean anything.  Unicorn, pony, dragon…I’ll modify it to fit in the universe, but I do have aliens so I’ll take anything.)

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