The Legend of Serpia
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
1,209
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Chapter 9
hapter 9: Out on the town
Hydra and I slipped out of the Jeitan palace and into the bustling crowd of the street. We went into nearly every store, our favorites being those that carried stolen goods from Earth and other planets. It was funny to see the kinds of things human women would wear just to please their mates, which they call husbands. The humans did have good electronic stuff, as stupid as they were. The only problem with human electronics was that they were absolutely POINTLESS! They had things like electric can openers, radios, alarm clocks and cars, but they didn't have essentials like scouters, beam guns, brute ray machines and their best space ship could make it to * cough * their moon. No human had ever willingly been out of their solar system. Now how sad was that!
Hydra and I were always floored by standard human clothing though. So rich in color, so many styles, so many things called buttons and zippers. Boy these humans loved to complicate things. The clothes were very, very beautiful compared to our standard Jeitan armor and even my leather skirt and halter-top. Hydra and I both knew better than to buy them 'cause at 20,000 zeni, we could buy about 5,000 different sets of armor.
After eating at a local shop that sold things called submarine sandwiches, or "subs", we went downtown to the community center. After seeing a huge line up, we decided we could find other things to do. So we went to the local Dojo and kicked some serious ass. It was pretty funny, if you ask me.
It had started when we walked through the dojo doors. The males, seeing two beautiful females approaching, immediately began to show off. The ones on weights doubled the amount they were lifting and hid their grimaces of pain. The partners fighting in one of the many fighting rings attempted to show us their best moves, often falling in the process. The ones in the gravity rooms turned the gravity capacity to the max, and most were flattened to the floor, screaming in pain.
Hydra and I could only chuckle. Poor insolent peasants. Thinking they were strong...ha! Hydra and I, putting on our best look-at-us-poor-innocent-females act, strode over to the weight machines. I smiled and giggled as I politely asked the young male using it if I could have a go. He gave me a quizzical look.
“Do you even know how to use it?”
I continued grinning, this time through gritted teeth. Who did he think he was?!
“I think I can handle it...”
He promptly moved, perhaps sensing the steely edge of ki in my voice. I sat on the bench and picked up the weights. I laughed.
“Only 300 lbs? Meh.”
I reached over and reset the machine, this time at it's maximum weight of 850 lbs. I then stunned the drooling males by lifting it with a single hand. The males, rather intimidated, stared with open mouths as I then hurled the weight at them. I got up, grabbed Hydra by the wrist, and we skipped out the door.
Next we went to a restaurant in downtown Jaeda that had a sign out front that promised an “all you can eat” buffet. They lied. Hydra and I found a table near the buffet line and waited for the waitress to offer us drinks. We ordered a peculiar Earth drink called “Coke” and ventured up to the table covered in every form of food imaginable. We carried two plates each, one in each hand, and in a single swoop we relieved the entire table of its goods. After sitting down to our brief snack we went back for seconds, then thirds, fourths and fifths. But, when we went back for sixths we were confronted by the chef.
“In am sorry ladies, but you have eaten all the food in the building.”
I frowned.
“Well what about the restaurant next door? Can't you borrow food from there?”
The chef looked at his feet, not meeting my eyes.
“Well... actually ladies, you've already eaten the food from next door. And from next door's next door.”
I was still rather hungry, and now quite pissed off. I threw down several hundred zeni and pounded my hand on the table, causing the chef to flinch.
“GET ME FOOD NOW!”
The chef picked up the zeni and scurried into the kitchen, frightened for his life. Minutes later an odd yet delicious human food called “pizza” appeared on our table. It tasted amazing, unlike anything I'd ever had before.
Hydra and I left the restaurant feeling full and rather content. Forty-two pizzas later, the chef sighed in relief as we strutted out the door. It was dark outside, an observation I made as we stepped outside. The regularly crowded streets of Jaeda were now barren and quiet. Realizing that we had been gone for hours, I grabbed Hydra’s arm and we ran for the palace.
We jumped the gate at the end of the palace road and sprinted for the palace doors. Years of practice had taught me how to open the doors without letting them creak, and Hydra and I entered the palace undetected. Hydra and I paused in front of the grand staircase, embraced, and took off to find our mates. Mine was, as usual, parked in our bedchamber, reading a strange book and laughing hysterically. He looked up as I entered.
“You smell like pizza.” He stated.
I raised a quizzical eyebrow and opened my mouth to question about how he had acquired the knowledge of pizza when he smirked.
“Never mind, Serpia. I’m horny… come here so I can fuck you.”
I sighed in defeat and slumped onto the bed, surrendering my exhausted and aching body to my ravenous mate so he could do with it as he pleased. After all, he couldn’t be that horny, could he?
Hydra and I slipped out of the Jeitan palace and into the bustling crowd of the street. We went into nearly every store, our favorites being those that carried stolen goods from Earth and other planets. It was funny to see the kinds of things human women would wear just to please their mates, which they call husbands. The humans did have good electronic stuff, as stupid as they were. The only problem with human electronics was that they were absolutely POINTLESS! They had things like electric can openers, radios, alarm clocks and cars, but they didn't have essentials like scouters, beam guns, brute ray machines and their best space ship could make it to * cough * their moon. No human had ever willingly been out of their solar system. Now how sad was that!
Hydra and I were always floored by standard human clothing though. So rich in color, so many styles, so many things called buttons and zippers. Boy these humans loved to complicate things. The clothes were very, very beautiful compared to our standard Jeitan armor and even my leather skirt and halter-top. Hydra and I both knew better than to buy them 'cause at 20,000 zeni, we could buy about 5,000 different sets of armor.
After eating at a local shop that sold things called submarine sandwiches, or "subs", we went downtown to the community center. After seeing a huge line up, we decided we could find other things to do. So we went to the local Dojo and kicked some serious ass. It was pretty funny, if you ask me.
It had started when we walked through the dojo doors. The males, seeing two beautiful females approaching, immediately began to show off. The ones on weights doubled the amount they were lifting and hid their grimaces of pain. The partners fighting in one of the many fighting rings attempted to show us their best moves, often falling in the process. The ones in the gravity rooms turned the gravity capacity to the max, and most were flattened to the floor, screaming in pain.
Hydra and I could only chuckle. Poor insolent peasants. Thinking they were strong...ha! Hydra and I, putting on our best look-at-us-poor-innocent-females act, strode over to the weight machines. I smiled and giggled as I politely asked the young male using it if I could have a go. He gave me a quizzical look.
“Do you even know how to use it?”
I continued grinning, this time through gritted teeth. Who did he think he was?!
“I think I can handle it...”
He promptly moved, perhaps sensing the steely edge of ki in my voice. I sat on the bench and picked up the weights. I laughed.
“Only 300 lbs? Meh.”
I reached over and reset the machine, this time at it's maximum weight of 850 lbs. I then stunned the drooling males by lifting it with a single hand. The males, rather intimidated, stared with open mouths as I then hurled the weight at them. I got up, grabbed Hydra by the wrist, and we skipped out the door.
Next we went to a restaurant in downtown Jaeda that had a sign out front that promised an “all you can eat” buffet. They lied. Hydra and I found a table near the buffet line and waited for the waitress to offer us drinks. We ordered a peculiar Earth drink called “Coke” and ventured up to the table covered in every form of food imaginable. We carried two plates each, one in each hand, and in a single swoop we relieved the entire table of its goods. After sitting down to our brief snack we went back for seconds, then thirds, fourths and fifths. But, when we went back for sixths we were confronted by the chef.
“In am sorry ladies, but you have eaten all the food in the building.”
I frowned.
“Well what about the restaurant next door? Can't you borrow food from there?”
The chef looked at his feet, not meeting my eyes.
“Well... actually ladies, you've already eaten the food from next door. And from next door's next door.”
I was still rather hungry, and now quite pissed off. I threw down several hundred zeni and pounded my hand on the table, causing the chef to flinch.
“GET ME FOOD NOW!”
The chef picked up the zeni and scurried into the kitchen, frightened for his life. Minutes later an odd yet delicious human food called “pizza” appeared on our table. It tasted amazing, unlike anything I'd ever had before.
Hydra and I left the restaurant feeling full and rather content. Forty-two pizzas later, the chef sighed in relief as we strutted out the door. It was dark outside, an observation I made as we stepped outside. The regularly crowded streets of Jaeda were now barren and quiet. Realizing that we had been gone for hours, I grabbed Hydra’s arm and we ran for the palace.
We jumped the gate at the end of the palace road and sprinted for the palace doors. Years of practice had taught me how to open the doors without letting them creak, and Hydra and I entered the palace undetected. Hydra and I paused in front of the grand staircase, embraced, and took off to find our mates. Mine was, as usual, parked in our bedchamber, reading a strange book and laughing hysterically. He looked up as I entered.
“You smell like pizza.” He stated.
I raised a quizzical eyebrow and opened my mouth to question about how he had acquired the knowledge of pizza when he smirked.
“Never mind, Serpia. I’m horny… come here so I can fuck you.”
I sighed in defeat and slumped onto the bed, surrendering my exhausted and aching body to my ravenous mate so he could do with it as he pleased. After all, he couldn’t be that horny, could he?