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<blockquote data-quote="Capellan" data-source="post: 1809961" data-attributes="member: 6294"><p><strong>"Space Tomb" - Part 11</strong></p><p></p><p>Fury races along the corridor.</p><p></p><p>Bursting out into the cavern which houses Xinthon's spaceship, he dashes across the stone floor, atomic pistol clutched in hand. Behind him, a builder-bot still clinging to his shoulder, comes Archie.</p><p></p><p>Reaching the base of the ship's ramp, Fursy skids to a halt. We see his eyes widen in shock, and then the camera turns, focussing on a pair of elegant black boots. The camera pans up, over long, perfect legs. Then it pulls back, bringing S'Ondra fully into view.</p><p></p><p>The beautiful Venusian lounges casually against the airlock door, her feather-like black hair cascading over her shoulders, Her eyes smoulder as she stares at Fury. Her usual silver outfit is gone, replaced with an even more dramatic black ensemble: little more than a bikini, it only barely maintains her decency.</p><p></p><p>"Hello, Captain." She purrs.</p><p></p><p></p><p><em><strong>* * * FLASHBACK * * *</strong></em></p><p></p><p></p><p>S'Ondra stands in a room filled with scientific equipment, watching as Xinthon places a slide under a microscope.</p><p></p><p>"So, how many crew did you say the ship had?" she asks.</p><p></p><p>"Three." The D'Bari replies, adjusting the microscope. "Myself, the Pilot, and the Technical Officer. I must say that I envy your Captain - neither of <em>my</em> crewmates were anywhere near as beautiful as his."</p><p></p><p>S'Ondra blushes prettily as Xinthon straightens and rubs the small of his back. He drops his hand onto the desk.</p><p></p><p>"Do you think the government of Earth will agree to send representatives with me to meet with the D'Bari government?" he asks.</p><p></p><p>"I'm not sure -" S'Ondra hedges, looking a little uncomfortable.</p><p></p><p>"If they do, would you willing to come as well?"</p><p></p><p>S'Ondra colours further, then tentatively shakes her head,</p><p></p><p>"I can't. Not now."</p><p></p><p>Xinthon nods his acceptance of her response, then sweeps his free hand toward the microscope.</p><p></p><p>"I have examined your hair with my instruments, Your cellular structure is astonishing. Would you care to take a look?"</p><p></p><p>S'Ondra nods and steps toward the microscope. As she passes Xinthon, the D'Bari sweeps his hand up from the desk, jamming a syringe into her back. S'Ondra gasps, staggers, and falls to the floor.</p><p></p><p>Xinthon stoops and effortlessly lifts the young woman's body onto a nearby medical bed. Strapping her down quickly, he attaches a drip to her arm, and watches in satisfaction as a green, viscous liquid begins to flow through the tube and into S'Ondra's body. Then, with a curt nod of his head, he turns and strides out of the room.</p><p></p><p>We cut to Doctor Gustav, who is furiously scribbling into a notebook with a tiny stub of pencil. Abruptly, the nib of the pencil comes to a halt and the Doctor looks up, blinking owlishly. Thrusting the pen into the corner of his mouth, he turns to the screen, ready to type in a new command, and then pauses as he notices the blinking "-- MORE --" cursor in one corner.</p><p></p><p>"Vot is this?"</p><p></p><p>Gustav thumbs the spacebar, and information begins to scroll up the screen. Gistav reads, and the pencil falls, forgotten out of his mouth.</p><p></p><p>"Shields nominal until ze explosion here -" he mutters, his eyes darting back and forth, "- fluid spill in ze bridge, zen here." He taps a few keys:</p><p></p><p>ANALYSE FLUID SPILL</p><p></p><p>The computer beeps:</p><p></p><p>ANALYSIS COMPLETE: D'BARI BLOOD</p><p></p><p>"Mein Gott."</p><p></p><p>"Oh dear." Xinthon's cultured tones break into the scene. Gustav whirls in his chair, to find the D'Bari looming over him, "I see you've found out." He swings his arm, and the Doctor's world goes black.</p><p></p><p>Light creeps into the shot again, and we are looking upward, into Xinthon's face. The D'Bari smiles, satisfaction clear in his expression.</p><p></p><p>"How are you feeling, my dear?"</p><p></p><p>"Strong." The voice is S'Ondra's, hoarse but clear, "Thirsty."</p><p></p><p>"A side-effect of the process, I am afraid." Xinthon shrugs an apology, "But more than worth it, I assure you. If only my colleagues could have seen that. But then one's crewmates can be so obtuse, can't they?"</p><p></p><p>As S'Ondra slowly sits up in the bed, the D'Bari continues his monologue, "I must say, after I killed them and put myself into suspended animation, I never expected to be awakened by anyone as beautiful as you. There's no way I could let you just go back amongst those <em>monkeys</em>." He looks down at his body with distaste, "I shall be very glad to return to my own form."</p><p></p><p>"Thirsty." S'Ondra repeats, lips curling back from her teeth.</p><p></p><p>"Well, how convenient." Xinthon smiles, and points to a black and white monitor in a nearby console, "Because it seems your friend Captain Fury is on his way. Why don't you go meet him?"</p><p></p><p></p><p><em><strong>* * * FLASHFORWARD * * *</strong></em></p><p></p><p></p><p>"S'Ondra." Fury's voice is a little gruff. He cocks his head to one side, "Have you done something with your hair?"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Capellan, post: 1809961, member: 6294"] [b]"Space Tomb" - Part 11[/b] Fury races along the corridor. Bursting out into the cavern which houses Xinthon's spaceship, he dashes across the stone floor, atomic pistol clutched in hand. Behind him, a builder-bot still clinging to his shoulder, comes Archie. Reaching the base of the ship's ramp, Fursy skids to a halt. We see his eyes widen in shock, and then the camera turns, focussing on a pair of elegant black boots. The camera pans up, over long, perfect legs. Then it pulls back, bringing S'Ondra fully into view. The beautiful Venusian lounges casually against the airlock door, her feather-like black hair cascading over her shoulders, Her eyes smoulder as she stares at Fury. Her usual silver outfit is gone, replaced with an even more dramatic black ensemble: little more than a bikini, it only barely maintains her decency. "Hello, Captain." She purrs. [I][b]* * * FLASHBACK * * *[/b][/I] S'Ondra stands in a room filled with scientific equipment, watching as Xinthon places a slide under a microscope. "So, how many crew did you say the ship had?" she asks. "Three." The D'Bari replies, adjusting the microscope. "Myself, the Pilot, and the Technical Officer. I must say that I envy your Captain - neither of [I]my[/I] crewmates were anywhere near as beautiful as his." S'Ondra blushes prettily as Xinthon straightens and rubs the small of his back. He drops his hand onto the desk. "Do you think the government of Earth will agree to send representatives with me to meet with the D'Bari government?" he asks. "I'm not sure -" S'Ondra hedges, looking a little uncomfortable. "If they do, would you willing to come as well?" S'Ondra colours further, then tentatively shakes her head, "I can't. Not now." Xinthon nods his acceptance of her response, then sweeps his free hand toward the microscope. "I have examined your hair with my instruments, Your cellular structure is astonishing. Would you care to take a look?" S'Ondra nods and steps toward the microscope. As she passes Xinthon, the D'Bari sweeps his hand up from the desk, jamming a syringe into her back. S'Ondra gasps, staggers, and falls to the floor. Xinthon stoops and effortlessly lifts the young woman's body onto a nearby medical bed. Strapping her down quickly, he attaches a drip to her arm, and watches in satisfaction as a green, viscous liquid begins to flow through the tube and into S'Ondra's body. Then, with a curt nod of his head, he turns and strides out of the room. We cut to Doctor Gustav, who is furiously scribbling into a notebook with a tiny stub of pencil. Abruptly, the nib of the pencil comes to a halt and the Doctor looks up, blinking owlishly. Thrusting the pen into the corner of his mouth, he turns to the screen, ready to type in a new command, and then pauses as he notices the blinking "-- MORE --" cursor in one corner. "Vot is this?" Gustav thumbs the spacebar, and information begins to scroll up the screen. Gistav reads, and the pencil falls, forgotten out of his mouth. "Shields nominal until ze explosion here -" he mutters, his eyes darting back and forth, "- fluid spill in ze bridge, zen here." He taps a few keys: ANALYSE FLUID SPILL The computer beeps: ANALYSIS COMPLETE: D'BARI BLOOD "Mein Gott." "Oh dear." Xinthon's cultured tones break into the scene. Gustav whirls in his chair, to find the D'Bari looming over him, "I see you've found out." He swings his arm, and the Doctor's world goes black. Light creeps into the shot again, and we are looking upward, into Xinthon's face. The D'Bari smiles, satisfaction clear in his expression. "How are you feeling, my dear?" "Strong." The voice is S'Ondra's, hoarse but clear, "Thirsty." "A side-effect of the process, I am afraid." Xinthon shrugs an apology, "But more than worth it, I assure you. If only my colleagues could have seen that. But then one's crewmates can be so obtuse, can't they?" As S'Ondra slowly sits up in the bed, the D'Bari continues his monologue, "I must say, after I killed them and put myself into suspended animation, I never expected to be awakened by anyone as beautiful as you. There's no way I could let you just go back amongst those [I]monkeys[/I]." He looks down at his body with distaste, "I shall be very glad to return to my own form." "Thirsty." S'Ondra repeats, lips curling back from her teeth. "Well, how convenient." Xinthon smiles, and points to a black and white monitor in a nearby console, "Because it seems your friend Captain Fury is on his way. Why don't you go meet him?" [I][b]* * * FLASHFORWARD * * *[/b][/I] "S'Ondra." Fury's voice is a little gruff. He cocks his head to one side, "Have you done something with your hair?" [/QUOTE]
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