Post by impossibletraveler on Aug 12, 2021 11:04:11 GMT -5
(This takes place after Betsy cuts a promo for another feds special event in which she was invited to participate. The CD feeds into her main story, which is being told through several different feds.)
Betsy touches two fingers to her forehead in a salute before holding them up in a peace sign. As the camera flickers off, a second pair of footsteps echoes off the walls of the empty venue. Recognizing the rhythm of the stride, Betsy smiles and turns into the arms of James Raven.
“Have you done what you needed to do here?" He inquires of her, planting a soft kiss on the top of her head.
She nods, moving her head so that she could look up at him. “I think I jawed at Lissie long enough by now. What did you do to pass the time?”
Kissing her firmly on the lips, he allows one of his arms to slide down to her waist, his hand resting on her butt. He guides her towards Excellence as he answers. “Explored the area, mostly. It’s a beautiful area, I was considering investing in a piece of land for another getaway place for us.”
Her eyes light up at the idea; but before she could form a response, they pass through the doors and realize immediately they are not alone. Betsy inhales with a sharp hiss as James’ grip on her grows tighter. Four Chis soldiers block their way up the ramp towards her control panel, all of them armed and ready to attack if necessary. Turning instinctively towards James, Betsy looks up at him and puts a hand on his chest while shaking her head. His eyes narrow but he nods, glaring at the intruders. Betsy follows his gaze.
“I imagine you were sent here by Grand Admiral Thrawn, though I’ve no idea how you managed to… Wait.”
Realization hits her like lightning; pulling away from James, she steps up to the nearest Chis soldier and pokes him. Her hand goes right through, and she lets out a sigh of relief.
“You’re only holograms, thank the stars. I don’t know how I didn’t realize that sooner.” Despite herself, she lets out a nervous chuckle. “What does he want now? And why are there so many of you in a hologram for a message one person could have made?”
The Chis she had just poked keeps his expression steady as he answers in a cool tone. “On behalf of the Grand Admiral, he hopes this reply finds you safe and well. He wishes to inform you that he accepts your demands and is on his way directly to your galaxy. Be ready for his arrival, for he will not entertain your requests a second time.”
Before she could open her mouth to retort, the holograms fade away. “Cocky fucking bastard.” Betsy growls angrily, storming her way up the ramp to the control panel.
James shuts the door behind him and makes his way back to her. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he begins to massage them gently as she smashes buttons, typing in coordinates. “Seems like the guy is a real piece of work.”
“That’s being too nice, he sounds like a fucking monster.” pushing a lever aggressively, she finally slumps against James as Excellence takes off. “He took everything from me and now he wants to make demands of me like I’m one of his soldiers. That son of bitch has a lot of nerve…” Too irate to finish, she turns into James and buries her head in his chest.
Wrapping his arms tightly around her, James just holds her quietly, rocking her gently while he does so. “We’ll get through this, Bets. If it makes you feel better, I think I’m finally starting to get used to all the weird shit that seems to follow you around.”
A strange, high-pitched laugh escapes her as she looks up into his face again. “Isn’t that a relief? Maybe I should let you handle whatever business I’m about to face with the Grand Admiral.”
James smirks as he touches his lips to hers, hoping to distract her thoughts. It works, as it always does, and she melts into him without resistance. His hands slide down lower and he lifts her easily, setting her on top of the control panel. Her legs wrap around him as things begin to get hot. He drags his lips away from hers, letting them roam down to her neck as one hand slips into the top of her shirt. The other slips into her shorts as he bites her neck playfully, causing her breathing to grow shallow. Grabbing the top of his jeans, she only just gets them undone and starts pulling them off…
So naturally, this is when the obnoxiously loud transmission request comes through the hologram.
“Oh, god damn it… This must be how Shawn feels when I show up unannounced with Excellence...” Betsy moans, her eyes popping wide open.
“It can wait, ignore that for now.” James mumbles, gently pushing her back when she tries to push him off. She tries to object, but he cuts her off by lifting her and carrying her off to one of the bedrooms just beyond the main cabin. If she thought to protest any further, it’s dismissed quickly when he slides deliciously inside of her.
Meanwhile...
“If this transmission is being received, please acknowledge! It is urgent that this message reaches Orianna Khad; let her know this comes from her parents. If you can hear this, it is imperative that she knows this: The meeting with the Grand Admiral is a trap! He is on his way to her galaxy with an armata ready to destroy her planet if this audience doesn’t go his way. We made a horrible deal long ago that the Grand Admiral wishes to see paid forward; Orianna, if you hear this, please forgive us. We had hoped the Grand Admiral would never find you... “
Her mother manages one last look at the camera and struggles long enough to get one last word in as soldiers drag them away.
“Don’t come aboard.”
The transmission ends there. The lovebirds hear none of this; the only sounds that fill the air are Betsy's cries of pleasure...