Sci-Fi RP Negotiating the Way of Space Elven Connections

[Knight_of_None]

As Miria felt the daze and swim of her suffocation, her master granted her the beauty of breathing aging, allowing her to gasp for breath as she felt him drive himself to his base, starting to gush his seed into her belly.

 

[RedCoat]

She gasped down the scant breaths he gave her as he dumped his seed into her, her guts flooding with his seed until her belly swelled up slightly, raising her up a little off the bed "Ahn... Mawa... You bless... your Se..."

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Yes, I figured it would be fitting for a Se that pants like an animal to get get filled like one." He said as he pulled out of her

 

[RedCoat]

She blushed at his words, moving to start cleaning his cock before he could even consider giving the order.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she turned around and started getting to cleaning up her mess, Her Mawa gave her a satisfied sneer. "Good....good." He praised as he reached down and stroked her hair hair.

 

[RedCoat]

She smiled around his cock at his words, shifting her head into his strokes whilst she cleaned him "Fank Oo mawa..."

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she tried to clean and lean into his hand at the same time, her master curled his fingers, digging his finger nails into her scalp. Once he saw fit, her pulled her mouth away from his shiny cock. "Mm. Now, finish cleaning up that Se for her Primary."

 

[RedCoat]

She nodded, moving to do as ordered by her Mawa, even as the Terran would still be lost, moaning faintly as Miria cleaned her out of Mala's cum. Eventually, she was empty, and Miria knelt like the good dog she was, next to Mala.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she settled at her masters feet, Mala would run his thumb over her lips, wiped the sticky remains away. Mala finished touching to the Aide, fixing her clothing while she slept off her first-time with a superior being. The Envoy settling to prepare for the meeting, he began to toy about with the human screens in the room access their news feeds.

 

[RedCoat]

As he'd look at the screens, finding info, he'd see one very interesting storyline. A protest had turned violent, when supporters of unification and remaining independent of the Aelfen Empire had clashed. Hundreds had been hospitalised, and apparently the Primary herself had been pulled out of her meeting to address the calamity.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Hm. The Terrans certainly love their riots..." He put his fist under his chin thoughtfully, curious what he could glean. Political violence was not so direct in the Empire, what with all the power in the hands of the nobility and the Emperor's will being absolute. He stood up as he listened to the story. Approaching it perhaps would be useful...agitating independents with his presence would potentially be as useful as quelling it...but he also had time to meet other diplomats.

"Miria, it seems the Terrans have begun harming our dear Joiner faction." He said

 

[RedCoat]

Miria grumbled softly, glaring at the news screen as though it had personally offended her by even mentioning the potential for injuring the faction that wished to join the Empire “We should have brought soldiers…” she murmured, even as the leader of the separatist movement appeared on screen, giving a fiery speech, promising to ‘Burn all traces of the elves from their home’ before a message from the Primary appeared, appealing for peace.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Ah but that is not our goal my Miria. While we may have defending forces, bringing them would be a show of force, not merely a meeting for peace." He said. Though he understood the urge to crush such a blatant foe. "We can use these hateful souls all the same, for negotiation." He said as he stroked her hair with his knuckles.

 

[RedCoat]

"Hmph." Miria huffed a little, still glaring at the screen as yet more information about the riots trickled across it, telling more of the civil disruption, including a mob that had formed and was currently marching its way towards the spaceport, with one sign saying "Smash the Warship!" as the protestors marched towards the Singing Wisp.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As the Mob converged around the ship, Mala pit a finger under his masked lips, thinking momentarily. He clicked a small button at his wrist the Wisps projectors starting to open and flare with bright lights. The projector field rippled as they constructed a hardlight image of The Envoy as if he was decloaking in front of them. "Good People, I see that you have come to welcome me." The illusionary Mala'konzo said, folding his arms behind his back. "I do believe however that you are mistaken, the Empire's desire is to make peace with your world, we have no need for hostilities and vandals."

 

[RedCoat]

As the giant projection formed, the crowd all backed away in momentary fear, almost seeming to expect a weapon to fire on them. When it became obvious it was just a hologram, the lead elements became more bold, stepping forwards again "We know how your people are, Elf! Do not lie, you wish us all enslaved under your bootheel!" one called, even as the ebb and flow of the mob leant more towards destroying the ship.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Not so, no longer, We don't wish for your subjugation, we seek to bring about a benevolent empire. For that to be, we seek to understand Terrans and hear your voices. If you would like to truly make an impact, violence would be I'll advised." He said.

 

[RedCoat]

The leader shook his head, even as a glass bottle with a rag stuffed into it was cast from the crowd, shattering and spreading fuel over the Wisp. Luckily it wasn't ignited, but even so... "Don't bandy your honeyed words, Konzo! We all know the diabolic acts you've performed!" The leader of the mob retorted, balling his fists a little.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"And yet you are more than willing to become...Demons, yes?" Mala'konzo said smirking to himself, almost amused. "You wish to wage war when I have no army?" He prompted

 

[RedCoat]

"Did having no army stop you on Eris IV? No!" The Leader retorted, even as another glass bottle flew towards the Wisp, this one ignited, shattering to cast burning fuel over the aircraft, igniting the already present liquids.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Mala'konzo put his hand under his chin as the wisp was set alight, the flames that tried to scorch the alien metals and fuels crackling. "I'm sure it was." He said as he tried to recall the world. Ofcourse he had been quite busy with his conquests. But this human was clearly alive and not a Se, so he wasn't in a purging operation or a compliancy harvest. The ships sensors beeped and the automated defenses pinged, starting to deploy a high pitched sound wave as the alert signals went active. "How Unfortunate, the swarm turrets are now available." He said as the ships compartments opened up. In truth they were a extinguishing agent...but he couldn't help but needle the humans for a moment for insisting on such petty resistances.

 

[RedCoat]

The mob quailed as the turrets deployed, but their leader stood his ground, shaking his head “Don’t lie. If this was armed, we’d never have gotten close. I’ve see Wisps before.” Well. Whoever he was, he seemed to know his stuff.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Mala'konzo chuckled. "As I said. We come seeking peaceful coexistence." He remarked as the extinguishers loosed their suppressants, smothering the flames. "If you wish to really take aim on a target with such reckless hatred, why not be direct. Brutalizing your own people, burning ships, I'm sure you'd even stoop to assaulting my people for their race."

 

[RedCoat]

The Mob leader glared at the hologram, but then... the Mob itself seemed to gain an idea, one voice calling "Kill the Elf!" and then the chant being taken up by all the rest, fists raised as they marched in a show of Mob rule towards the Embassy, where Mala lurked.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Mala'konzo hologram looked at the leader as the Mob switched radicalized further, flickering off as he stood up. "Excellent. The Terrans are blood thirsty and seek to see me dead." He said simply as he ppenthe the rooms door. A lovely situation to hold up high and angle. Even if the Embassy warded them off.

 

[RedCoat]

Miria blinked, confusion in her eyes behind her mask as she looked up to him “Mawa… why is this a good thing?” She asked nervously, not wanting to insult his plan, but also not wishing to remain ignorant of it.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"A horde of human coming to this embassy will grant us an opportunity to broker an impression with the primary. And see that the government provides us with much more assurance and protections." Mala'konzo said simply. "We can show the disarray they clearly have and their growing turmoil that much be fought with unity."

 

[RedCoat]

“But… What if they do break in and try to hurt you? Kill you?” She asked, voice still full of concern.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"If I come to harm, the incident can be abused accordingly. If I'm slain by some tragic twist, I suppose it would be grounds for a war of retribution." He said thoughtfully though he had no desire for such an outcome. After all, he can't enjoy the war himself as a corpse.