Solar System: C-V6DQ
Region: Etherium Reach
Security Level: 0.9
Location: Don't Quit Now GEMICO Space Station
The hologram tilted her head as a look of surprise washed across her delicate, childlike face. Blue eyes widened as she spied on Xavier Marcell, who flew under the call-sign, BigThump, for the No Mercy corporation. Red had accessed his holographic display minutes prior, assuming that the man would be asleep. She had planned on peeking around his captain's quarters to see if she could gather intel on Shalee's corp mate, not that she had expected to find much, but, she was bored, and BigThump was at the top of Shalee's list.
The child apparition had little difficulty in spying on the lower members of the corporation thanks to a backdoor access security code given to her by Vlad Cetes. Like Viscerus, Vlad was more than competent when it came to acquiring data. The pair had made a deal. Whatever she found out she would have to share with him- which she didn't mind, she didn't expect to find much from peeking around in member's rooms. But, she had little else to do at the moment. And if she were lucky, someone might be lazy and leave a vital clue lying about, like perhaps a ceremonial Sani Sabik dagger or the blood raider robes. Probably not, but it was worth having a look. And anyhow, she was too inquisitive not to have a peek.
She made a little gaspy sound as she realized Xavier was not only awake, but he wasn't alone. Red absorbed the details with a swift glance. She saw him across the room in his bed with a Caldari woman whom she did not recognize. Black silk sheets rumpled, half laying across the floor beside the bed. Several opened bottles of alcohol littered the table nearby. Xav, nude accept for his dog-tags, fisted a hand into the long blonde curls of the Civire, the other slid to the naked girl's hip. His fingers curled into her flesh and he uttered a moan as he slid into her from behind.
The room filled with their lusty sounds: moans, groans, and animalistic grunting as Xavier shoved himself deeper and deeper into the Civire.
Red watched with wide, blue eyes, enraptured by Xavier's prowess. His muscles flexed with each thrust, his sinewy body magnificent beneath the neon blue lights that flickered overhead. The blonde girl splayed her fingers against the headboard, bracing herself while pushing back, meeting his thrusts with wild vigor. Her overly large breast swayed as Xav impaled her over and over.
The hologram cupped her hand and covered her mouth. She knew she shouldn't watch, but she couldn't quite pull her gaze away.
Xavier's hand slid from the Civire's hip and cupped the blonde's bottom, his fingers sinking into her pale flesh. The woman cried out as Xavier leaned over to graze his lips along the woman's back. Sweat glistened and dripped from Xav's forehead. He lapped his tongue along her backbone, then straightened up behind her. As he tugged her hair, the woman stretched her neck and groaned.
The hologram gasped as Xavier slapped his large palm against the Civire's ass cheek, no doubt leaving a red mark. "Is this what you want?" he asked in a raspy voice as the woman whimpered. "More?" He spanked her again, harder. "Is this how you like it?"
Red gasped again, the sound loud enough to break through the sexual frenzy across the room. Xavier turned his head to look at Red with utter shock. Red made a little 'o' of surprise with her mouth as she was caught spying, then suddenly disappeared from the room.
Seconds later, a hologram drone whirled to active as she accessed Viscerus Bent's Naglfar, assuming that is where she'd find the man. She found him in his office, his head buried in data files, as per usual.
"Ahem," she cleared her throat to get his attention.
He side-glanced her, "Hello poppet."
"Why do you always call me that?"
"It's cute. You're cute." He shrugged.
She giggled, "Oh. So guess what!" she said as she settled down onto the floor near him and conjured two holographic dolls to play with.
"I just came from Xavier's room..." Her eyes widened, her face lit with mischief.
"Xavier?" he asked.
"BigThump, from corp. That is his real name. Xavier Marcell," she said it with a fake Gallentean accent.
"Ah okay. What were you doing in his room?"
"Oh. Just spying," she said casually.
"Spying...huh. How did you get in?"
She sighed, "Vlad gave me the security codes. But I can only get into certain rooms. Not Garsts."
Viscerus's face darkened, "In exchange for what?"
"I have to share intel with him," her tiny shoulders shrugged. "It doesn't matter."
"You should stay away from that man," Vis warned.
"No, Vlad. He doesn't do anything for free or from the goodness of his heart. Hell, at this point, I doubt he even has a heart left."
She snickered. "I just have to tell him what I find. That's it."
He gave her a skeptical look. "Well. What did you find out about Xavier?"
Her blue eyes widened, "He likes to do it like the slaver hounds do." She cupped her hand over her mouth as she snickered.
Viscerus coughed and patted his chest, "What did you say?"
The holographic girl giggled mischievously. "I watched him do it with some girl I've never seen. Maybe she is one of the paid girls from the station lounge? But she wasn't Gallente. So I dunno. But! I don't think he is Aposi, or Sani Sabik even. So that is good news, right? With his banking connections, perhaps she can use him to get into the other files. Maybe he will help her."
Viscerus rubbed his hand along his face, his expression one of disbelief. "Why do you think he isn't Aposi?"
"Because he didn't have any Sani tattoos," She rolled her eyes as if that should be obvious. "And he didn't cut her," she said matter-of-factly. "Sani like to use blood when they do it."
"I..." he stuttered as his face flushed with embarrassment. "You shouldn't be spying, and you especially shouldn't be spying on people when they are having sex."
The girl shrugged, "Why ever not?" She danced her two holographic dolls together. "People have sex. And anyhow it is better to see them naked so I can see if they have the tattoos."
"Because you are a little girl, and little girls shouldn't watch those kinds of things."
"But I'm not a little girl. Not really." Her startling blue eyes slanted up, meeting his.
He considered her for a moment, "You take the form of a little girl. Why?"
She returned her gaze to her dolls. Her expression softened as she answered him in a whispery voice, "Because it was the last time I was truly happy."
"When you were five?"
She nodded. "My mother was alive. I didn't know that my father and brothers were Sani Sabik. I didn't know what went on in our house. Everything was perfect."
Viscerus raked his fingers through his hair, then adjusted his glasses. "That makes sense. I guess I never questioned why you appear as the child. You've been doing it for so long, it's almost like...like Red is a separate entity from Shalee."
The child nodded. "That is almost true. She can never remember the things I find out. But, I've been leaving her notes. I really think I can help with the investigation."
"You have to be careful. This isn't a game."
"I know." She rolled her eyes. "I know important it is."
He nodded, "Sorry. Of course you know."
She looked up at him, "I just want the Aposi found and dealt with so we can leave this place. I hate it here."
Viscerus frowned, "I'm sorry you hate it here. I can't imagine it is easy for you, especially dealing with Tyrell." He raked his fingers through his hair again as he sighed with frustration. "Can you change your avatar?"
Her tiny brow quirked. "To what?"
"But why? No one has ever asked me that before."
"Because I feel like I'm talking to Shalee, not a child."
Red nodded, "Yeah. Okay." The hazy blue hologram flickered, then disappeared. A second later the image of Shalee appeared in holographic form. She smiled at him, "Better?"
He eyed her curiously, "Yes. Have you always used the child avatar?"
She nodded. "Pretty much," she answered in a voice that mimicked Shalee's, not the child-like apparition she usually used. "People seem to trust me more as her."
"Curious," he said.
"Isn't it, though." She moved over to Vis's sofa and stretched out on it.
"So what is your plan? To invade our corp-mates rooms while you're a hologram?"
She shrugged. "Might as well. It can't hurt."
"Unless you get caught."
He gave her a disbelieving look.
"Fine. I'll be careful."
"I'm worried about you. The Aposi have to know why you are here," he said.
She shook her head, "No, perhaps not."
"Why do you think that?"
"Because they don't know that I know who is responsible. And they don't know my history with Garst. We were corp-mates before. We were close...most people assume we were lovers. Perhaps they think I am here for him now."
Viscerus nodded, agreeing. "That is possible. And from an outsider's point of view, I guess it makes sense. Tyrell did name a station after you."
She nodded, "I was surprised to see that. I wonder why he did it?"
"Maybe...maybe he is still in love with you."
She frowned, "If only that were so. It would make everything so much easier..."