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"Enough reports have come in to confirm the presence of several alien life forms around the city of ********,"the translator had no idea, I think he said Ecolirix or something," on the testing track not far from the city. Furthermore amateur footage has capture images of these creatures in and around the town. Our racing reporter was there on the spot."

The scene changed to see a shot of another, slightly more feminine N'thiare, although it was hard to tell with them, who spoke with a rather nervous voice. This voice was probably because of the looming figure of Silverine talking with Valmeero on the subject of their cars in the near background. "As you can see behind me," the reporter began," these creatures are not N'thiare, and they arrived this afternoon during a hiatus in the racing." Valmeero was speaking in Centralite,"I'm telling you, I'm not racing you and your hover car. You always use the term Draco's rules, and I am not taking that risk." Silverine gave a chuckle, oblivious to the fact he was on air," I'm telling you, I think you would win."

"These creatures," this was the reporter again, worried by the alien words being spoken behind her,"proceeded to join in with the testing, requesting knowledge from our race. Scientists are converging on the spot as we speak, and their leader Alduin has gone with one N'thiare into the city." "Silverine is going to kill me." I sighed and put my hands over my eyes briefly. "Silverine, I think we're on air, she's talking to that cameraman. Don't turn, don't turn." Val said to the Lupogriff. "Yes, you two are on air, you're looking fine." I said into my headset, and Val spoke into his. "Are you telling me we're on national TV?" "We're watching the national news broadcast, I can see your lips move."

Valmeero looked at Silverine, at his F1, and then the camera. He casually looked away, climbed into the F1 car, and started pressing buttons. Silverine spoke," Come on, Val, don't be camera shy." "Silverine, two words. Good bye." Val fired up the F1, and floored it, driving down the pit road at immense speed, seriously distorting the sound and making the reporter flinch. He, or she, looked over her shoulder at the vanishing F1 car, and then looked back. "We have footage from this afternoon, this is how it developed."

The camera changed, and we saw a medium high angle shot of the track from the opposite grandstand from the pit lane. Then my cheery voice announced, and the camera caught the announcement and zoomed in on me. I was there, smiling and speaking cheerfully into the microphone, with several amazed N'thiare around me. The arrival of the cars was recorded, and then the race was recorded, heavily edited to show out the blank bits. I noticed with quiet pride that my ending donuts and elevenses had been recorded, and that there was cheering from the crowd that I hadn't heard.

Then the shot changed, and we saw a shot of my Hulme sliding quietly down the road, and then some shots of my friend's cars. There was an uttered oath at the sight of Brendan's R10, some N'thiare actually swore in range of the microphone at the sight of the thing. Ryan was stopped at an intersection next to the cameraman, and he raised his visor and waved a black gloved hand at the camera. Then he drove after the Ferrari. As the camera man went down the street he managed to see Draco get out of the car, and Ryan dismount from his bike. Several N'thiare backed from the dragon, but a few short words, and everyone was amiable.

We were shown two people, the reporter, and the newsman, in two boxes on screen. "So what are they doing?" the newsman asked. "Well, it appears they are out on their job, finding about us. Silverine behind me has been handing out knowledge about their place, called Cen, trall, and told me the others are going around to town to note our technology." "And what would your opinion be of their behaviour?" There was an awfully long pause,"They are quite friendly, very polite and warm to us."

The reporter knew all too well Silverine was behind her, and that he understood their language, and did not want to offend.He loomed, she was scared of him. I say her, because by the way she moved, the reporter was somewhat more graceful than her male counterpart in the studio. The next news item came on.Oooh, look, more pictures of us, this time our technology. The vehicles and our glasses with microphones were being compared to their own devices. Abigail had actually removed the skin of the F1 behind the pilot's seat to tune it, and everyone was staring intrigued into the V12 engine bay.

Then they spoke on Silverine's jets, our scanner/ homing device for the teleporter, the glasses, our intercom system, which Silverine had briefly talked about, although none of us talked about the teleporters themselves. They made simulations between the Elite and the three racing cars among us, I tell a lie, two racing cars and my Hulme.They had quite quickly picked up the idea that our cars had this miraculous second boost, which gave the car a huge jolt in power, how they had no idea. Apparently there was no land vehicle that had the acceleration or the top speed of the Ferrari F1.

That, while I was eating a lookalike grape, was the moment that there was a loud knocking on the door. I looked at Alecksis. "I know what it's going to be." I said calmly. "Shall we ignore them?" the alien asked. I thought on this. "nah.Just let's make it quick." we both got up, and I stood to one side of the vine curtain, so I couldn't be seen from the door. Alecksis opened the door.

"Alecksis Tarian, is it true you've got the alien leader in your house?" I quickly activated the glasses mounted scanner, and placed a water breather in my mouth to distort my voice. Then I changed into bionic form. "Alecksis, what is he like?Friendly, or threatening?" "Can we talk to him, Alecksis?"another journalist asked. "Only if he agrees to it." Alecksis firmly replied.

I turned around the corner, shoved my way through the vines, and Alecksis stepped aside as I stood in front of the three. "Computer," I said in a very robotic voice," Run a full diagnostic check on the N'thiare in the middle, that includes X-Ray and include the purpose of the tentacles on their back." this had been nagging me. The blue scanner lighted up, covering the journalist in the middle in a blue grid. I noticed two stills cameras and one video camera.

The guy in question felt very nervous, and flinched as the blue lights ran across him. There were five seconds of pause, and the computer spoke loudly, in their language. "Diagnostic scan complete.Bone structure typical calcium classification, hands and toes all three fingered with unretractable claws. Muscular structure suggests methods of attack with raking blows, rather than direct strikes. Structure also suggests N'thiare are very fragile, 67.5 percent chance of a human blow to the ribs breaking rib cage. They are very light, specimen only weighs fifty four point two three two kilograms."

Alecksis had backed away from me, everyone but the one in question had done so, he was paralysed under the gaze of the scanning beams. "The specimen's blood has no red blood cells, instead, due to the photosynthesis effect and the developed appetite mean the blood is a very dark blue or green. Specimen also has two hearts, and both organs required for reproduction." "Computer,"I interrupted,"repeat last message.The subject is a hermaphrodite?" "Correct." the female voice replied, Abby was typical of an inventor, she loved to hear her creations speak, and preferably in her own voice.

"Continue."I acknowledged, still with my own Dalek voice. "No hair appears to grow on these lifeforms whatsoever, yet they have skin much like humans do."this much was obvious, but I had asked for a Full diagnostic," this particular subject appears to have increased blood and heart levels, suggesting extreme nervousness. The iris of the specimen is a dark green, and due to the low level light they live in, are not immediately accustomed to bright flashes of light. Temporary blindness will occur with a flash, for anywhere between ten and thirty seconds."

"Save diagnostics, and standby for further examination." I enunciated, and the computer spoke in affirmation. The laser lights dropped, and the N'thiare gasped for a breath, he had been terrified to breathe during the scan. The others looked terrified. I folded my arms. "What do you require?" He turned and ran. All but one holding a digital camera and a note pad did, and that's because he was looking at Alecksis. Alecksis was looking astonished. The remaining N'thiare journalist stuttered.

"Y-you are the alien they call Alduin?" "I am, what is your purpose coming to see me?" I replied. He gulped, hearing the metallic voice grate scarily across his nerves. "We wanted to talk with one of you, just no one wanted to talk to the dragon, and the one that looks like you has vanished." "And now you have met me, do you want to talk to me?" "No, sir!" the N'thiare backed away.

I removed my voice distorter and my glasses.Then I smiled warmly. "I can spare ten minutes with one of you.Then I wish to talk with Alecksis alone." the N'thiare stopped quivering, and looked amazed in the sudden way I had turned from scary bionic to supernaturally nice human. "I am yet to meet a creature our size that hasn't initially panicked coming across Draco, he is far too fearsome in looks. I assure you I am a much more pleasant subject to talk to when I am in the mood."

Alecksis, me and the journalist went into the room, and I got the couch to myself, neither Alecksis nor the journalist would sit on it with me on it. I sat half sideways, in a look of great comfort. The journalist asked many questions in those ten minutes. I told him my species, my height and weight, and what I knew about my devices. I didn't mention my special abilities of transformation, nor much about Central. He wanted to know where I came from, and I laughed. "There are millions upon millions of worlds in the universe, I am no astronomer, I wouldn't know. Abigail, the lioness with the tech fixation would be able to tell you that."

The journalist left after ten minutes, and I locked the door. Alecksis took a deep breath, and exhaled. "When you did that blue light thing, you seemed so, cold and emotionless." "It's a front, Alecksis. I did it partly for the knowledge, and partly because I didn't want to spend the entire evening talking with them.Just one question, what are the tentacles for?" "Storage of vitamins and minerals." Alecksis said promptly."We can go many days without food, although you would notice a paling of the shade as the days wore on. By the end of four days, they would be practically white."

"Interesting, we don't have anything like that." I smiled. Alecksis sat back down on the couch and muted the projector, and I sat beside him. I looked at the tentacles, and gently ran two fingers down the length of one of them. It felt slightly oily and slippery, and yet I felt bone in them.Alecksis shivered, and turned, looking shy and yet desiring.He took my hands and gently kissed me on the lips.

I radiated confusion, but kissed gently back, and after five seconds he broke apart, looking scared. "Alduin, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to." he got to his feet and backed away, obviously having caught my confused look. "So why did you?"I asked, with a half smile. "You stroked my tentacles.It gives a feeling of pleasure, and is the way of expressing your love for another N'thiare. When you did it, I-I, it was automatic."

"You make out with those who touch you that way?"I sounded amused. Alecksis looked down in shame. "No, it's just I find you so handsome, I feel the same way, so I thought you were...." he tailed off and blushed heavily. I chuckled, and motioned him to sit back down.He did so. "So to touch another's tentacle deliberately is to show affection?" Alecksis nodded, and fidgeted with his three fingered hands." To stroke them slowly like that, it almost feels like sex."

I smiled, repeating this in Centralite for future reference, and then turned back to the N'thiare. He was sitting on the couch normally, and looking at his hands in embarrassment. I gently took hold of a tentacle, and began stroking it up and down. Alecksis' face lost it's careworn look, and he sighed, closing his eyes.I could feel his tentacles stiffening and trembling to the touch, and smiled. "Take your clothes off, Alecksis," I said in a quiet voice,"Do not worry about your actions, it is an honest mistake for those not familiar with your customs.Let me show you the enjoyment you wish to have."

Alecksis shivered hearing my soft voice, and he began fumbling with his clothes. I went behind the couch, did a quick morph into my Raptor, and then reappeared with all my clothes in my hands. I placed them down next to my kit-bag, and then sat back down next to Alecksis.He removed his last item of clothing as I did so, and he surveyed my naked body. They were very lithe and the lack of clothes emphasised that. His cock was already 13 inches in length, but unlike any creature I had encountered, it was remarkably flexible, even erect.

This was because of the nature of N'thiare relationships. Because all of them were N'thiare, there was none of this one to one relationship certainty. Sure, there were those who loved another, and had children much like humans (Although I wonder how they decide which has the child), but sometimes they will live singly, and impregnate themselves.Alecksis also confided that relationships can have three or even four.Any more than that was getting a tad excessive. But their one disadvantage in sex is for a week every three months, they will get pregnant if they have sex. This had become a certainty amongst N'thiare, to fuck them during this week was to receive a child.

Alecksis seemed to display incredible control over his cock, being able to make it rigid and unyielding, and then next second allowing it to curve over and brush his vagina. They had special muscles in their member that allowed them this, and this was equally the reason for the length, N'thiare had evolved being able to impregnate oneself. I took hold of this peculiar penis, and I curved it back towards his vagina. I could feel his slight resistance to this,he was not in sync with my movements, but he relaxed, leaning back and closing his eyes.

I gently pressed the tip of his cock against his vagina, and he began fucking himself. I smiled. "Now that is a trick and a half. O.K., fuck me with it." Alecksis stopped, and he looked very shy. "Are you able to bear children?" This took a minute to explain. As I did, I lay back on the floor showing my ass, and Alecksis nodded, understanding. He got down onto the ground, and gently pressed his flexible cock against my ass. Because of the special muscles, he could thrust back and forth without moving anything but his cock, if you've seen a tentacle thrusting, you'll get the drift.

But Alecksis was not going to be allowed to fuck me like that. I pulled him down on top of me, and forced him deep into my ass. He understood instantly, and his cock became rigid. He placed both hands on the ground next to my shoulders, and began sliding back and forth on me. I slowly knocked his hands away, so he was resting on me, and I began to stroke two of his tentacles with my hands. His eyes closed again, feeling me work two of them, and his mouth opened with a sighing noise. I took my cue and began kissing him, and he brought both his arms around, grabbing me firmly underneath the shoulders and pulling me tightly into him.

I brought my legs around the bottom of the N'thiare's back, and closed them tightly around him. He humped me deeply, wanting to keep as close as was physically possible. As we were making love, I noticed that the alien creature seemed to be avoiding my gaze, and immediately I had my suspicions. "Alright Alecksis, what's the question?" "Do you, umm, look for new recruits in your job?" I chuckled and stroked him." Yes you may come with us back to Central, just be careful of Silverine, he's a little testing to newcomers."

The alien was taken aback. "How do you instinctively know?" "Alecksis, trust me, I notice all sorts of little things. Facial expressions, unintended twitches of muscles, involuntary stutters. You are at least mildly interested in this Central place, and I am inviting you to come." "Thank you, Alduin. When may I get to see it?" I looked down with a grin."Once both of us have finished."

He resumed his fucking, and soon both of us were moaning and murring under the weight of two oncoming climaxes. The alien, being the somewhat smaller and more delicate, came first, and he released his moderate load into my tailhole with a great sigh, before stroking my cock off until I too let go, splattering my stomach and chest with my warm, creamy cum.

Once we had both regained our dignity and clothes, I teleported on the spot, holding Alecksis's hand firmly as we fell. I landed well, but the gravity was not so kind to the alien on landing. He fell over, and I had to help him up. He looked somewhat worried at the heavier gravity, and we walked slowly towards Arachno's, while I informed Abigail that someone needed a gravity belt. She promised to get someone to bring it over, while the alien was being operated by the spider hybrid.

Alecksis was tentative. He wasn't scared or physically backed away from the spider doctor like many had before but looked slightly shyly at the ground. He voluntarily took the knockout drug, and was snoozing before he lay back on the operating table. Alecto was there, looking after the spider doctor's instruments, and I stepped outside to let them work in peace. Blake Hybridmarine came past soon after and handed over the grav belt, and we talked quietly about the newcomer, and the planet we had made contact with.

Before much else could happen, I got called upon by the most unlikely person at that point of time. Little Emery, and he sounded excited. "Alduin, guess what?" "Uhh, you scared a glower with one of your illusions?" "No, silly. Takori said my new hand is ready!" "Congratulations, go and get it." "Um, that's why I was calling you.. Could you sort of...be there for me. I don't know any of the tigers well, so it would be nice to have someone I know."

I nodded to myself. Despite Emery's time on Central, he was still quite little and right to be nervous of the unknown. I jogged towards the Great Hall after placing my gear in my quarters, with the exception of my .303 rifle, and arrived to find Takori currently doing maintenance on his own arm with the little green skinned Tireanite watching on quietly. Takori stopped as my shadow appeared.

"Afternoon, Alduin. Emery said he needed a friend to be there, I'm not surprised he picked you." he smiled. I nodded politely. "I hope no offence was taken on your half." "Not at all, I think the idea was having one not of our species there, so that was me out immediately. Besides, you're less dangerous and intimidating." I smiled, and Takori flushed. "Well, you LOOK less dangerous."

Compliment accepted, I took hold of Emery's claw in my left hand, and teleported. We landed at the pre-arranged area for the Kiru, which was the airport. There was instant recognition between me and Magawi, and we hugged firmly in welcome, as Takori arrived behind us. "Greetings, Alduin. I am so glad to see you again. I should warn you, my skills are much increased since our last fight."

I laughed. "As have mine, along with many other factors. However, I'm not here for duelling. I've brought Emery for his new bionic hand." "Ahh, well Takori knows the way, I am led to believe Surur has relished the challenge of designing outside of his species." "I'm sure he has." I bent down and let Emery piggy back on me, the familiar gesture a little comforting for the little Tireanite as I carried him after Takori. Such was the presence of Centralites nowadays we got some good hearted greetings, but nothing like the phenomenal stir we got on our first arrival.

Siber was outside his building, smoking a kind of herbal pipe, and he stood up with the use of a stout cane. He looked older, and he smiled. "Here's trouble." "That's my middle name, Siber. How are you?" "I'm old, that's answer enough. Who's the little one behind you?" "Emery, one of my co-workers. Takori said that a bionic hand could be made for him, today we're going to see how he did."

Siber walked slowly alongside. I got the same impression of Yoda as I did now of Siber, old and wizened, but he was still a naturally deadly force to be reckoned with. He was like the old grandfather who you played at games as a young boy. You'd do your very best to assemble your pieces in order to launch your grand offensive, and he would very quietly place a single piece somewhere that would ruin it completely. That was how he would fight also.

We came to the building that Takori had taken us to, what I had originally thought as an admin building. Siber continued his walk around the town after a brief farewell, and we went up the steps and into the building. The austere and proper secretary was still there, and she barely batted an eyelid as the three of us arrived. "Surur, your guests have arrived. You three, elevator on the left, Basement level 2." She first spoke into the intercom, and then to us. We stepped into the indicated elevator, and began descending. Emery's grip with his good hand doubled as the doors shut.

We stepped out into a laboratory, some sort of hydroponic garden. Bushes grew in huge quantities over both sides of the garden as we stepped along the path. I recognised two plants that bared resemblance to Earth plants, although that was possibly due to my lack of arboreal knowledge. One was a bladed plant that looked rather similar to lancewood on earth, and the second was a variation of certain types of ferns native to New Zealand. A person who spent their life devoted to Earth plant life would have a field day.

Surur met us in this room. He was a well toned male, and he was not exactly what I expected. Instead of a lab coat, he was topless, wearing a pair of plain black pants, and he was a most delectable shaded pattern of black, silver and gold. He also had a completely metallic "Alien" like tail. He bowed to us. "Greetings, explorers." "You must be Surur. Pleasure to meet you. " I extended a hand, and as we touched, a jolt of electrical energy sparked between us. Both of us reared back, looking rather surprised.

Emery jumped off, and Surur looked at me thoughtfully. "Hmm, it seems I'm not the only one here a little more advanced than nature intended. May I see?" I looked slightly amused. "If I can see in return." I closed my eyes, and I changed into my hybridised Raptor form. Star scream comments aside, I looked pretty neat in that form, and as my wings extended, and my body became interwoven parts of aircraft, Surur smiled slightly in appreciation.

"Very nice. As for seeing me, well you see me now." One eye went inferno red as I scanned Surur, and the results were rather amazing. His skin and fur, while apparently natural, was in fact metal. I stepped forwards and ran a finger down his fur, each coloured metal strand rubbing against the flex metal of the transformer technology. I had the more advanced technology, but these tigers were incredible. Thankfully after the initial jolt, no further sparks were forthcoming.

"So," Surur continued," Was your visit merely to tease me with Central's advances, or are you allowing me to experiment on you?" "Neither, sorry. Emery wanted a chaperone during this process, and he asked me." I nodded at the little illusionist watching the two of us. Surur turned.

"Ah of course. Well, you are welcome to be in the room as we go through the operation, just don't be too disturbing." "Don't worry, I don't intend to fire off any rockets in here. I am as politely surprised as you are about me." I replied. Surur looked at Emery, crouching slightly to get down to the Tirenite's level. "Come closer, Emery. I won't bite." he smiled roguishly.

Emery blushed and looked at his hand and claw, a little atom model appearing in his hand, the two electrons circling the ball in the centre, all gold and silver. I translated this gesture. "He's still a little nervous of you. He finds using his illusions helps to calm himself" "I guessed. I used to fiddle with some string if I felt nervous." he turned back to Emery," Emery, trust me, if anyone's nervous, it's me. Now let's see that claw of yours."

Emery stepped forwards, and Surur observed it critically, one of his eyes scanning it and how it was connected. "Crude, but reasonably effective. Once I have attached the new hand, you will have to stay for a few hours and test it versus your other hand, so I can tune your responses and strength accordingly. Is that ok?" "Yes, sir." Emery replied, still blushing. "Surur." the tiger corrected. "I'm no gentleman. Sir Surur would be such a pain in the tail to pronounce. "the tiger chuckled, and Emery fleetingly gave a weak smile. The scientist led the little Tireanite down the corridor, engaging Emery in casual, enthusiastic conversation. I followed about five paces back with Takori.

"To be honest, I'm glad Surur is as upbeat and laid back as he is. Emery would have been terrified otherwise." Takori nodded. "When you're that small, and everyone else is that big, it's not much of a surprise. But Surur has always been fairly fun loving. The scientific skill of someone of Siber's age, but he so often acts like a teenager, socially."

We arrived in the prepared operation area, and in a little cardboard box, surrounded by cotton, was Emery's new hand. I saw it as Surur lifted the lid off to show Emery, and Emery's gasp of surprise and blush showed he liked it. We are talking pretty damn good. The colour fitted him almost to a tone, although Surur had put some silver tiger stripes as a nice little pattern, and also because it was easier to identify the panels to open should something go awry in the mechanisms.

"Thank you, Surur..." Emery said quietly, flushing brightly, and Surur smiled, placing the boxx back on the table and hugging the Tireanite. "It's OK, I think I know how bad it's been, I'm glad to help a friend, to stop him suffering." Emery was fairly obedient and quiet after that. Takori stood by the table on the left as the Tirean got onto the bed, and I sat on a chair next to the other side, taking Emery's hand gently. Surur pulled out a small tablet and got a glass of water from one side of the room.

"It would be best if you were unconscious, Emery." Emery looked uncertainly at me, and I smiled. "Don't worry, Emery, this is just the same as when it was with Arachno. The abm could not be inserted while you were conscious, could it?" "No, Alduin.." Emery replied, the little alien slowly taking the tablet and swallowing it with the water. Surur gently took the plastic cup away, and I felt the Tirean's grasp lessen as he fell unconscious.

Surur might have been a jovial sort of tiger, but he barely spoke a word, or even gave impression of breathing as the operation begun. He skilfully removed the claw, and Takori acted as the nurse. The two tigers worked together quickly and efficiently, and without speaking. I guess they just instantly knew the checklist of things to be done, probably due to their own bionic modifications. I won't even begin to say I knew what was going on, but I saw the mechanical arm being attached from skin to bionic skin, vein to vein, and metal joint to wrist joint. It was poetry in motion.

Only once did Emery twitch, and Surur reacted quickly, pulling his needles ever so carefully away, before resuming once Emery had settled. The entire process took an hour and a half, before Surur relaxed and nodded at me. Takori just smiled. "It is done." Surur said quietly. I nodded back warmly, standing up to look at it properly. The line was not seamless, but it took a second, more careful look to realise. Surur gently washed his hands and cleaned up the small amounts of blood that had been spilled, and as he was doing so, Emery awoke.

"Alduin??" he sounded slightly panicked." This feels really weird!" "What does?" I replied, soothingly, stroking his chest. "That medicine was not like Arachno's, and my new hand feels really strange." Emery looked at the new hand as he sat up, slowly clenching and unclenching the fingers. "It would, it's completely new." Surur replied, stepping back over. "It's normal to be a little disconcerted. Now grab my hand with your good arm."

The test was one of hand strength, and Surur had to scale down the strength of the bionic hand to the good hand's. This took about ten minutes of adjusting, and the careful tweaks had a fuzzy tingling sensation shooting up Emery's arm. After the strength tests, the next was speed of the fingers, timing the speed of Emery's good hand to open and close, and matching that with the bionic one. Emery also had a tendency, like many humans, that when he tried to close one finger, the finger next of it would move on it's own accord, and Surur duly replicated it with a few more tweaks.

Surur pronounced Emery fit for action, and Emery stood up, blushing slightly. "Thank you Surur, I am indebted to you." "Not a problem, young Emery. If something goes wrong with it, come back and I'll fix it." Emery flushed and took a deep breath. "If you wanted a little repayment, I could play with you." Takori and Surur were both a little startled as I burst out laughing. "Emery, you horny little submissive, Surur isn't a Centralite, he doesn't know about our way concerning that."

"I'm starting to get a mental picture though." Surur said slowly, a tinge of red appearing underneath the cheek fur. "Well, Surur, do you trust your manhood to your handiwork?" I teased, and Takori looked away, trying not to grin openly. "I do, I just wasn't expecting that." Surur admitted, and I took Takori by the shoulder in a firm grapple. "Emery, Takori and me will be outside, come out once you've finished." Surur looked completely bemused, for the first time today not keeping up with the script changes, and Emery obediently nodded to me.

Takori was not really able to protest my manhandling of him before we were both outside the operating room and the door was shut, and when I let go, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Did you put him up to that?" "Scout's Honour, no." I replied truthfully. Takori rolled his eyes. I took a seat, and grinned, listening to the sounds of pleasured whimpering coming from inside, obviously Emery's new hand was working well, and took a nap, grinning a little.