Mishka and Ryan's first date 11/15/2021

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TheTraveler — 11/15/2021
@Mishka Winlat
Mishka Winlat — 11/15/2021
Mishka had chosen to wear her red kimono with the blue neck covering and tights that lead down to her red boots. Some would call it crimson, but she called it rust. Having worked on the engine for the most part after their return to the Jupiter One, she felt better after a quick shower. Grabbing a light blue ribbon, she tied her hair near the end to keep it from causing too much trouble. The last item - the most important item - her necklace.

Slipping the necklace around her neck, she clipped it in place at the back of her neck and let it hang so it stopped just above her cleavage. Her blue eyes stared into the bathroom mirror, at the pale skin and red furred ears that were more often laid down than held up. Reaching back, she adjusted the bow of her sash real quick before heading out of Ava’s room.

She let out a deep breath, preparing for the party. She was nervous about it, especially since she had never actually been all that thrilled about partying. But, for Ryan, Mishka would give this a try, even if it frightened her to let loose.

With that in mind, she went to find Ryan.
TheTraveler — 11/15/2021
Ryan didn't have many clothes, well that wasn't true. He had plenty, just not many that were very different. As Ryan got ready, he laughed at the many different shirts, pants and even vests that were pretty much the same style. He faced the truth a long time ago, he was a fairly basic person.

He reached over and picked up a small box. He had smuggled it back to the shop right under her nose. He opened up the box and smiled as the red blue flower on a sliver lace band. He smiled, "I hope she likes it."

He glanced at the mirror and saw Amy looking back at him from her picture. He felt his heart grow heavy. He reached up to remove it, but couldn't. He pulled his hand back and stepped back.

He turned and walked from his room towards the ramp. They had agreed to make their little outing a secret. He had explained how Tesara can be too much the mommy hen for people to have fun.

He waited at the bottom of the ramp for her.
TheTraveler — 11/16/2021
And there she was, beautiful in her kimono. Her mere form was more than pleasing, it was an Oasis in a world of shit that Ryan survived in. He walked up and smiled to her as he hand held out the box.

"I know you are nervous," he said softly. "You have my word, I will take care of you tonight. Just relax, let your hair down and have some fun."
Mishka Winlat — 11/16/2021
Mishka smiled at Ryan as she stepped down to meet him halfway. Her eyes only glanced at the box, a little too distracted by the kind man before her. “I’ll do my best to have fun.” She chimed with a soft giggle, a hand brushing back some of her brown curls. It wasn’t everyday she was told by a man that he would take care of her. Relaxing in crowded places and having fun there was never easy for her, but she really wanted to try this time.

Her blue eyes finally fall to the box with curiosity. “What’s this?” She asked.
TheTraveler — 11/16/2021
He laughed at her chimed comment, "I promise its not that hard. You don't need to over think it. Just relax, know that I will bring you home safely." He shrugged playfully, "and don't be afraid to try anything."

He smiled with the confidence of a highly trained and equally skilled pilot. "I know how much you love your color combinations," he said handing her the simple box. "I found this earlier today and thought you might enjoy it's combinations."
Mishka Winlat — 11/16/2021
Gently taking the box, Mishka opened it out of curiosity and felt heat rise up to her cheeks to create a blush. “It’s beautiful, Ryan,” She said as she turned her gaze to the pilot. “You didn’t have to get me anything.” It was not normal for her to accept gifts like this. Most of her life people gifted her with books or socks. Who didn’t need socks, after all?

But, since he had gotten for her she wanted to wear it. With careful fingers so that her claws would not cut the lace, she took it from the box and pulled it on.

Once that was done and she had the box stashed away in part of her sash, she returned her attention to Ryan. “Shall we get going?” She asked.
TheTraveler — 11/16/2021
Ryan glanced over his shoulders and heard Tesara's voice, "yeah we better get going before mother hen finds us out, instead on repairs." He laughed as he took her hand and led her away from the lights of the Jupiter and in to the night as he spoke to her, "I told Tesara that we would be very busy tonight on repairs."

He led her to the building with a bunch of lights and music. A large bight signs hovered overhead, "Rusty's Last Chance"

From a far, the building didn't seem very big, As the pair closed on the building, it was big. A large three story building on the far side of the spaceport. The line to get in was longer than even Ryan had expected, "okay, I stand corrected. This place will be a blast!"
Mishka Winlat — 11/16/2021
The moment they grew close to the building, to this “Rusty’s Last Chance”, Mishka felt quite concerned. She had never been big on party’s and rarely went to them unless her father and mother had forced her to some get-together. Even then, those had barely been what one would call parties.

This, on the other hand, was a huge step up. It was something she had never experienced and was a bit anxious about. A hand lifted to her necklace and she gripped onto it for a moment. “Ryan, this place is very big…” She said, looking at him with nervousness in her eyes.

As they slowly got closer to the building by following the line, Mishka glanced around at all the people and took in all the colors and lights that were outside so far. It was so much more than she had expected and she worried just how drunk Ryan was intending to get her.

But, she trusted him to keep her safe while here.
TheTraveler — 11/16/2021
Dubrillion was well known for being the last 'civilized world before one were to travel in to the Unknown Regions. In truth, there are a large number of well known worlds in the same region of space. But Dubrillion had one thing going for it, the Serpent's Tail Hyperspace Lane! This moving lane helps travelers move in to and out of this region of space. Acting like an anchor, Dubrillion is a vital navigation point and waystation.

The line at Rusty's only proves it. Mishka saw more aliens in line then she had ever seen before. A pair of large Feeorin guards stood like towering gatekeepers at either side of the double doors. A Chagrian held a data pad watching those who entered and left the building. As they grew closer, the music became more and more clear.

Turning to her, Ryan smiled, "don't worry about the line. One thing you learn about being a good smuggler is, everyone likes you."

He walked up to the Chagrian, "Myn," he yelled and waved, as they approached.
Mishka Winlat — 11/16/2021
Mishka followed a little reluctantly, glancing back at the line as Ryan called to the Chagrian. “Ryan, are you sure?” She asked with concern, looking toward the building. Her heart was racing now at the sight of so many people. The music was loud and she had to lower her ears against her head to keep the sound from hurting them.

The many emotions going through her mind were worry and anxiety mixed with a strange thrill. The idea of letting loose and just having fun for once was quite a new concept for her, something she had not done much of her entire life.

Keeping herself slightly hidden behind Ryan as they approached, she waited to see what he would do.
TheTraveler — 11/16/2021
Ryan turned to her and smiled, "its okay," as he walked up.

"Ryan!" Myn said with a smile and lightheartedness in his voice. "I haven't seen you since Rechie," he said then frowned, "I heard you guys had a hell of a time getting out of there."

Ryan laughed, "oh, that was nothing!"

"Nothing!" he turned to Mishka, "madam, do you know that your date for the evening took on not ten, but over a hundred vulture droids and lived to tell about."

Ryan rubbed the back of his head, "well you know, it really wasn't...."

"WHAT EVER," the Chagrian said smacking Ryan on the shoulder. "I still remember what Rusty said," he added.

Ryan blinked, "that was a fair game! I won...."

"Relax Ryan," he said softly. "Rusty was only kidding about having you fed to horrible beast. No, you show up, you are considered a VIP." He turned to the side and nudged him, "as long as you stay away from the tables, that is."

Ryan smiled and glanced at Mishka, "No worries about that."

The Chagrian reached over and unhooked the chain the bared the entrance, "oh by the way, Candyman is here and his stock is, as always, top shelf."

There was a look of desire in Ryan's eyes, instead of speaking on the matter he turned to Mishka. "No worries about that either. I have a more important mission tonight."

"Suite your self," he motioned for Ryan and Mishka to pass. "And Ryan. Rusty means it, stay off the tables!"

Ryan only laughed.
Mishka Winlat — 11/16/2021
“Why does this Rusty want you to stay off the tables?” Mishka asked as they entered the building, her blue eyes taking in the people, the colors, and all the different things going on. The music blared around her, creating a wild rhythm she barely understood, but was still pleasing. It was like having a second heartbeat drumming around her.

Keeping close to Ryan, she tried not to bump into anyone else. A strange chill of both fear and excitement ran down her spine as her breasts inadvertently pressed to his arm. The room was partly spinning in colorful circles. “Who is…Candyman?” A frown appeared on her face because she could easily assume what this Candyman was, but she wanted to be clear instead of making assumptions.

Would this party end well?

“Do they have anything sweet to drink?” It was her last question for the moment.
TheTraveler — 11/16/2021
Ryan smiled as he led her in, "back at Rechie, I cleaned the tables with Rusty and all his high roller friends." He gave her a wink, "They were so pissed. They tried for almost three hours to win back their piles of credits only to loose more to me." He paused a moment the added, "I got a lot of fancy upgrades on the Jupiter One." He held her tight and leaned to speak over the music, "all thanks to Rusty."

Ryan frowned, "Candyman is, um," he fidgeted nervously, "a spice deal. Well more than just spice. He deals in just about anything you can inject, sniff, drink, or otherwise put in to your body. If you ever go sideways with him, you might as well sell yourself to the Hutts. I am pretty sure they would treat you better."

Listened to her next question, "I know just the thing." He led her to the large bar. The place was massive. There was a raised center dancing platform with eight large cages hanging from the ceiling. Within each cage a woman dance. Mishka actually recognized two of the women as girls she grew up with and went to school with. They clearly grew up in more ways than one.

There was a large balcony that circled the dance platform, where patrons could site, drink and enjoy the view. The first floor where Mishka and Ryan were, was packed with offworlders. Something that Mishka noted. Nearly all the wait staff were locals, mostly barely dressed females. Though even the male waiters were dressed provocatively. Working within the large crowd were large aliens heading up security. On either side of the large building, a large bar with dozens of the stools for those looking to drink.

Though it was high above her head that caught Mishka's eyes. The entire third floor was nothing more than a large transparent floor. From here she could see under everyone up there, and everything. People walking around tables and what appeared to be playing different games. Mirrors above the tables allowed the people in the club to watch what was going on if they desired. A woman in red, with a large oversized hat caught Mishka's attention as she walked across the floor.

Ryan slipped behind her and placed his hand on her hips, "your first drink will be a Coruscant Cotton Candy," he said moving her gently to the music. "It has a flavor all to its own and you don't even notice or taste the alcohol in it. But listen, its one of those drinks that assholes try to get sweet girls drunk on. It does have alcohol and can sneak up on you. So take it slow, enjoy the flavor but don't drink it too fast."
Mishka Winlat — 11/16/2021
When she felt Ryan’s hands settle on her hips, Mishka’s attention was instantly pulled from the woman above. Looking over her shoulder at him, she could not stop her face from flushing. It was a mixture of the body heat all around the and because of him. Each moment with him was doing something to her, making her feel safer than usual.

“Okay,” She said in response to his words about the Coruscant Cotton Candy drink. She had never really drank alcohol before and would take his advice about taking it slow. Keeping herself calm in his hands, she followed his movements and tried to drown out the crowd around them. Her heart was pounding loudly as she pulled her hair over her right shoulder, making sure it was out of his way. Ears twitching and her small tail hidden by the kimono doing the same, she turned her gaze forward again.

Hesitantly, she leaned back into Ryan slightly, her breathing a little ragged from the anxiety biting at her. Maybe once the alcohol was in her she would be able to actually calm down? Her eyes glanced to the girls she knew from school, watched them dance to the rhythm of the music.

How did girls move like that so easily?

That was when her mind went back to his hands, to how warm they were against her hips. “That feels nice…” She said it without thinking and kicked herself mentally, hoping he didn’t hear her over the music.
TheTraveler — 11/17/2021
Ryan pulled her in tight to speak closer to her ear, “if that feels nice, just wait till you loosen up and really allow yourself to have some fun.” There was pride and excitement in his voice.

Helping guiding her to the bar, “stay close,” he said softy as he pulled up to the bar. He waved to one of the Bothan bartenders. Once he had the man's attention Ryan yelled, “one Coruscant Cotton Candy, and one Maidstone Storm!” Ryan turned and leaned against the bar as he moved with the music, “this is my world!”

The music was loud, the lights shifted and danced with the beat of the music. Dancers moved on to and off of the dance floor, while the caged dancers continued to show their skills.

As the music came to an end, Mishk noticed something going on, on the dance floor. The lights continued to dance over the crowd till a platform could be seen rising up from the dance floor. The lights turned their focus to the platform.

Ryan motioned, “that’s Rusty. Don’t let his size fool you, he is one hell of a dancer!”

As the center was a brownish red Hutt, with a number of other aliens around him. It was the winged woman behind the Hutt that drew her attention. The light seemed to refract off of her wings giving the area a rainbow shine.

“My friends,” the Rusty said. “I want to welcome each and all of you to Rusty's. Here, its your last chance to enjoy civilization before heading deep in to the Unknown Regions! Its you first  chance to taste what the civilized galaxy has to offer.”

With large arm movements, the Hutt spoke in Outer Rim Creole, “thanks to our partners, enjoy all the vices your heart, and wallet, can endure!”

He moved around, “my recruiters have combed the region for some of the best talent, best flavors, best….everything!”

He laughed deeply. “For now, my friends….my patrons,” he said with pride motioning behind self. “I have a special treat for you! The best light dancer in all of the Unknown Regions!”

Ryan motioned for Mishka to watch, “you will love this!”
Mishka Winlat — 11/17/2021
A soft gasp escaped Mishka when Ryan pulled her close, but she did not protest as he spoke to her. Getting pulled along to the bar, staying close like he said to, she kept looking around. It was not like she would move away from him. She knew very few people here and would feel awkward speaking to them in a place like this.

Besides, she was here to have fun with Ryan.

As he ordered the drinks, she felt as if everything would be fine, everything would work out. If she woke up with a massive hangover tomorrow, so be it. She had some tea that she had gotten from the market with Tesara. It would help calm down the side effects and keep the migraine from causing too much stress.

Watching Ryan move to the music, Mishka tried to do the same, but it was difficult since she had not ever been to a party like this. Instead, she just leaned against the bar with him and watched as Rusty’s performance began. Her eyes flitted across the stage, took in every detail she could with her cursory glances. There was just so much going on that it was a little difficult to keep up.

She had to admit the wings on that one woman were beautiful, especially with the rainbow shine. The colors were just amazing to the half-Bothan.

Glancing to Ryan when he mentioned how she would love this, Mishka bit down on her shyness and moved just a little closer to him. Ears twitching and perking up just slightly, she watched the stage and all that was happening on it with interest.
TheTraveler — 11/17/2021
The winged being leaped from behind the Hutt with its powerful wings. It climbed into the air as the music started. The music started out slow and calm as she sung in a language Mishka never heard before. Despite not hearing the language before, there was a sadness to the words.

Her voice was captivating as she hung on each word to the flow of the music. The lights started to shine around her. Low powered lasers beamed from their emitters from across the balcony. And still her voice captured the attention of everyone in the club. Her song was like that of a flower in the middle of harsh dessert

Ryan placed his hands on the bar and lifted himself up. Then grabbed Mishka so she could have a better view of the show taking place.

Then suddenly the tempo of her song picked up as the music met her. She waved her hands and the laser started to dance from their emitters. A feat Mishka knew wasn't possible. But there it was, right before her eyes. As the speed of the music and her sung picked up, the more she manipulated the lasers around her. Till her next feat of spectacle, she brought the laser from the emitters and moved them around her like tentacles.

At that point she took flight, with her laser tentacles in tow. She flew overhead as Mishka could feel the rush of the air from her wings. Fast the music played, the more her voice kept beat, up and down the scale. She reached notes that only those like Mishka could hear and those beyond.

Four members of the club’s security moved up along the balcony, with two on either side. The winged woman flew back towards the center and hovered by short rapid movements with her wings. Her voice trailing off as the music continued to build up to the climax of the song. The security brought up blaster rifles and took aim.

As she closed her eyes, concern rose among the crowd. Some even whispered if she had somehow failed Rusty. Mishka saw something familiar in the way the woman was breathing and brought her body to a state of perfect calm. Her laser tentacles coiling and moving around her rapidly. As if by some unseen signal, the four fired their blasters at her! The crowd screamed in fear and horror!

She reached out with her hands to both side as her eyes glowed white.  As the bolts froze in place just inches from her body. With a powerful thrust from her wings, she took motion in the large club once more to the cheers of the crowd below. Behind her, the four blaster bolts followed as her song continued. She then turned to the stage and landed motioning her hands towards the back of the stage.

The bolts hit the curtain and set it afire. She turned to the crowd as her final lyrics fired from her throat like a hammer. The curtain burned revealing a mock castle, that came a live with lights. The lasers dance across it as the music and her song reached its finely.

The lights in the club revealing the brightly colored mock castle, the lasers forming the words, "Welcome to Rusty's Last Chance"

Ryan filled with excitement turned Mishka, "I have heard so many stories about her and this place!" He clapped and yelled his praise as did the crowd.

The winged woman, dripping with sweat and short of breath took her bow before being escorted off the stage by the same security who only moments before shot at her. The mock castle lit up with lights, flames and the music started once more.
Mishka Winlat — 11/17/2021
By the end, Mishka’s ears were actually standing up, having taken the time to listen to every sound, every lyric. Blue eyes took in the lights, the wings, and the elegance of the woman singing. Her heart raced and she could only give Ryan a shy smile when he spoke up. It was all a little overwhelming, but just as exciting.

When the woman was taken away, she tilted her head. “Did she do something wrong?” She inquired, looking back to Ryan and the bar, wondering when their drinks would arrive. She was greatly nervous about drinking alcohol, but had to admit she was having fun. The show had been enjoyable, exciting, and so vibrant with life.

One hand was at her necklace the entire time, thumb rubbing circles along the little pendant. A dark claw slid along the edge as she watched Ryan. The colors all around seemed to dance in her blue eyes as she took in the image of the pilot next to her.

With the song over and the woman gone, her ears fell back down into their usual pose. “Ryan, what do we do now?” She asked.
TheTraveler — 11/17/2021
Ryan shook his head, "No, they are just escorting her for her protection. She really famous. And from what I heard, she was kidnapped before. So Rusty keeps her save and protected. She is called a Melek. The only one I have ever heard of being in existence."

When Mishka asked what they were to do now, it was the bar tender who spoke, "How about getting off the fucking bar!"

Ryan laughed and helped Mishka down, then hopped down himself. Ryan turned and paid for the drinks and handed a tell narrow drink to Mishka, "listen you won't taste it, but trust me, its in there. Do sip, don't drink it."

He smiled as he handed her the drink then took his own.
Mishka Winlat — 11/17/2021
Taking the drink from Ryan, she gazed down at it with slight concern, but nodded before taking a small sip. The flavor splashed against her taste buds just like cotton candy would, sending out that sweet flavor to her senses. Pulling the drink away, she swallowed the sip and blinked for a moment.

“I really don’t taste any alcohol.” She told him calmly before taking a second sip. She had a blush on her face from getting yelled at by the bartender. Apologizing was an unnecessary action at this point, but it still did not stop her from feeling sheepish and worried.

Watching Ryan, she simply took another sip. It took her a small while, but she did eventually drink all of the beverage with slow sips. “That was good.” She said with a smile. A part of her mind was a tiny bit foggy, but she brushed it aside and kept focus on the man with her.
TheTraveler — 11/17/2021
Ryan blinked at the empty glass as he shook his head, "well, don't worry it won't hit you for a bit." He took the glass and handed to a waitress. "Come on," he said softly walking her towards the dance floor.

The effects of the drink were not as slow as Ryan has suggested or Mishka's body processed it differently. By the time she hit the dance floor, the lights were dancing her eyes and the music was taking hold of her body. It wasn't as if the drink made her drunk or even clumsy. It seemed to help her just relax in to the scene.

Ryan pulled her in close as the couple joined with the crowd, their bodies moving to the music. Soon the heat started to cause sweat. Ryan smiled as he watched her dancing. Clearly, Ryan knew what he was doing on the dance floor as her guided her through the steps.
Mishka Winlat — 11/17/2021
Mishka let out a soft giggle as Ryan helped her through the steps of the dance. Her hands gently grabbed at his arms to keep herself comfortably close to him. Her ears were perked up again, taking in the beat of the music as she smiled up at the pilot. “So, this is dancing?” She asked. “It’s fun!”

Each movement caused her soft curls to bounce, the ribbon tying them behind her shimmering in all the colorful lights. The sweat coating her skin and fur was a thin layer, but it made her skin almost glisten in the lighting. Her hips moved to the rhythm with him, almost elegantly if not for the slight buzz going through her system already.

Without thinking, she pressed to Ryan and let out another giggle, not realizing her breasts were pressing against him. The red kimono was doing little to hide her cleavage, but its dark color seemed to make her soft skin all that more vibrant.

She was obviously enjoying herself with him.
TheTraveler — 11/18/2021
Ryan laughed taking her by the hand, "this is dancing," he said as he twirled her around. Not once, not twice, but four times. When he was done, he caught her in his arms.

The music continued to play as they continued to dance. After the third song, they took a short break for more drinks.

Ryan led her from the dance floor to a table with a large curved sofa. He flopped in to the sofa and smiled when she joined him.

After he ordered another round of drinks he turned to her, "this is living. Not that running all over galaxy trying to save everyone."

He leaned back and looked up to the ceiling and sighed with happiness in his voice. Then rolled his head towards Mishka, "I could live tonight for the rest of my life." He sighed once more, "its one of the reasons why I started on Spice."
Mishka Winlat — 11/18/2021
Mishka leaned back with him, brushing back her curls and setting her hands upon her lap to straighten the lower half of the kimono she wore. “It is fun, but…do you really need Spice to have fun like this, Ryan?” She asked, looking back at him.

Her ears were down again, concern written in those ocean blue eyes of hers. “You’re a good man, you know, and without the Spice I feel like I’m getting to know the real you.” She continues, facing forward again as she fiddles with one of the ribbons of her front bow. “The man teaching me how to work on the Jupiter One is kind and funny and he cares so much for people…that’s the person I see in you.”

She went quiet for a moment as the drinks arrived, taking hers in both hands and holding it without taking a sip.

When she spoke again, she sounded almost scared. “There aren’t many men out there like you anymore. Most only want one thing…”

Realizing the subject she was getting onto, she shook her head and took a sip of her drink. “Enough about that, though. We’re here to have fun, right?”
TheTraveler — 11/18/2021
He nodded, "we are here to have fun, but there is nothing wrong with talking either." He motioned to other tables and other parts of the club where people were sitting and talking. Many laughing, drinking and using. "See, we are not alone."

He gave a laugh, "and you are right, there isn't anyone like me in the entire galaxy. I know, I checked"

Then his face became serious as he considered his next words carefully. When he did speak next, there was a degree of humility and respect in his voice, "I know I took it way too far. A...." he paused for a moment to allow a painful memory to pass.

"Amy, used to tell me the same thing. And you both are right. I had, um, have a problem. And it won't go away over night." He placed a finger to his lips and continued to ponder his words carefully.

"Spice is," he said softly then motioned to her drink. "like your drink. When not abused it can be fun and you can really have some new experiences with it. But when taken too far, like I did, it can become a problem."
Mishka Winlat — 11/18/2021
Leaning toward him, a kind smile on her face, Mishka spoke, “If you’d like, I can try to help you stay off it. I can be there for you when things are tough. Help you through whatever bothers you if you want.” The kindness in her smile was heard in her voice, proving that she meant what she was saying.

Keeping a firm grip on her glass, she made sure it would not tip over. She really did not wish to spill anything on him.

Pulling back, she took another sip of her drink. “I’ve seen what happens when people take drugs too far. I don’t want that to happen to you.” She said as she glanced around at the crowd. “You’re too good of a person for that to happen to.”

With those words came an old memory and she could not stop herself from downing the rest of her drink pretty quickly. Tonight would be a night to both remember and to help her forget. She would not let old memories - bad memories - spoil this for her.
TheTraveler — 11/18/2021
Ryan thought for a long moment to lean the short distance and steal a kiss from her. His eyes met hers and he almost did it. But he stopped himself. He had given his word that he could behave.

Instead, he rested a hand on hers, "I know what you are saying and you are right. Taking them too far is wrong. And I have a problem. I will face it," he said softly with a hint of regret in his voice. More regret over past mistakes than over the path before him.

"Make you a deal," he said softly. "You enjoy yourself and I will behave. As for spice, lets just enjoy tonight and deal with that tomorrow."

He motioned above the dance floor, "See that," he said drawing her attention to a set of four devices.

Mishka had seen something like that before, at speeder washes. There they were used to coat the speeder with soap and cleaner.

"When the lights near them go red, people have about ten minutes to get on a breath mask." He put his hand under the table. He pulled out a breath mask. "there are more under there. Each table and the bar has them. In ten minutes, they start spraying Spice over the dance floor."

He handed her the breath mask, "keep this on you, just incase you decide you don't want to try it."
Mishka Winlat — 11/18/2021
Mishka gently took the mask from Ryan, a look of concern on her face as she watched him. Holding it on her lap, she pulled her gaze from him and took in all the people, all the dancing and enjoyment going on. Could she really let loose and just have fun like he could? A part of her wanted to just this once, but she was worried about the effects of Spice.

She had, after all, seen how it affected Ryan. How would it affect her?

For now, she chose to just sit here and enjoy his company. Hesitantly, she leaned toward him again, resting her head on his shoulder. “Thank you.” She said to him softly with a smile.
TheTraveler — 11/18/2021
He didn't know how to answer her gratitude as she rested her head on his shoulders. He moved to make her place on this shoulder a bit more comfortable, "I have seen them at a number of places," he said softly trying not to allow the space around them to fill with awkward silence. After all, he has seen it happen with Tesara far too often.

"Don't worry, its really low grade spice. But it should be enough to give you an idea of what its like," he said softly then added in a hint of panic, "that is if you decide to. If not, just toss your breath mask on." He laughed slight, "don't worry I am sure you won't be alone if you did."

Literally failing to think of anything else, he reached down carefully not to make her uncomfortable and picked up his drink. He slowly started to drink it allowing her a chance to rest. After a few songs, he turned to her, "okay lazy," he said playfully. He moved and started to help her up, "lets get back out of that floor!" He started to lead her back to the dance floor.
Mishka Winlat — 11/18/2021
Almost dropping the breath mask as he pulled her along toward the dance floor, Mishka let out a giggle. A smile on her face, she tried not to trip over her own feet and kept up with him. A part of her thought back to when their faces were so close that it would have taken only a small movement for their lips to meet.

A part of her had wanted him to kiss her. Blue eyes glancing up to him, she enjoyed the sight of his smile. Pulling her hand from his, she raised it up to touch his face gently. “Did you know you have a handsome smile, Ryan?” She asked, the alcohol seeming to make her brain a bit foggy now.

Dropping her hand to his chest, she continues to smile up at him. Her blue eyes seem to look all over his face, trying to figure out what he was feeling or thinking. The fogginess was making it difficult to figure out. All she knew was that at this moment she wanted to kiss him, despite a part of her worrying he did not want that.
TheTraveler — 11/18/2021
He pulled her close, "all the girls tell me how handsome my smile it," he said playfully then added, "its listed as a deadly weapon on nine worlds." He winked to her as they started to dance once more as the music continued.

The dance floor was packed with club goers spinning up the time. The music was fast and the beat was easily enough for them to follow. There was no set moves or steps for Mishka to understand or memorize. All she needed to do was move with Ryan as they continued to dance.

Ryan pulled her in close and motioned to the four red rotating lights high above their heads. A wave of club goers rushed to the dance floor. Only a very few left it, and just a few more than that put their breath masks on. Ryan smiled to her, "Its your choice, I promise no harm will come to you."
Mishka Winlat — 11/18/2021
Being pulled close to him caused a dark blush to form on Mishka’s face and she hoped all the different lights would keep him from noticing. She was scared to admit the feelings starting to well up inside her. Every fiber of her being knows she shouldn’t feel anything for anyone after what happened to her.

It was easier to shoo away the heat at her face when they were dancing again, but the moment the red rotating lights began, a hint of fear entered her blue eyes. She glanced down to the breath mask in her hand, then back up to Ryan. It took her a few seconds, but she eventually held it out to him.

“I want to know.” She said simply.
TheTraveler — 11/19/2021
Ryan nodded and pulled her in to come in direct contact with him. His body pressed up against hers as they continued to dance. The increase in the dancers on the dance floor didn't really leave any other choice.

As the music ramped up in tympo the excitement grew from the crowd till the sprayers unleashed their Spice laced mist over the crowd.

They screamed and cheered with joy as the music's pace jumped up. The dancers on the floor, including Ryan followed suite.

The moment the Spice hit her system, she realized it. But it wasn’t what she expected. There wasn't a massive change in anything, that she noticed right away.

Though her worries about rather or not Ryan noticed this or that faded quickly. Instead her mind felt as if it was released from such concerns. Even her anxiety appeared to melt away as the music and lights appeared to swirl around her.
Mishka Winlat — 11/19/2021
Her hands gripping onto Ryan's shirt, Mishka could not help but let out a soft gasp of surprise. It was not so much the Spice that brought out this gasp as the close proximity of her and Ryan at the moment. The last time anyone had pressed this close to her was when she had been raped and she barely remembered that.

She was thankful for that, but the flashing image that crossed her mind was rather discomforting. Trying to ignore it, she turned her gaze up to Ryan and smiled, letting the anxiety melt away.

It was a little of a strain on her, though, to endure something like this. She had never been one to use drugs of any kind, so it was all a purely new experience. Add the alcohol on top of that and she was definitely feeling a bit dizzy.

Clinging to Ryan as they danced, she gave a nervous giggle. "So, this is what it's like?" She asked.
TheTraveler — 11/19/2021
From beside them a woman spoke up. "Oh honey," the stranger said. Her eyes as wide as possible. "Try this," she said leaning over to kiss Mishka

As if moving with the music and in perfect grace, Ryan shifted Mishka to the side as he faced the stranger, "oh trust me, she is having more than an experience right now."

The woman, seemingly not offended, shrugged. "Suit your self."

Ryan brought his attention back to Mishka as they continuedto dance, "Its called ecstasy, and they put it on their lips." He motioned to some strangers in the crowd kissing each other. "It stimulates, well," he started to blush slightly, "well it wouldn't be appropriate for us."
Mishka Winlat — 11/19/2021
Mishka was a bit surprised at how forward the woman was and was very thankful for Ryan's quick response to her. "Thank you," She mumbled before hearing about the ecstasy. A slight thrilling chill ran down her spine that mixed with fear as she connected the dots.

The blush on her own face only grew darker. "Oh," She said with wide eyes. "I mean...well…" Her gaze lingered on his face for a long moment before falling away to the crowd around them. It felt like a little bravery was pushing through her, making actions more difficult to control, but she kept her thoughts and actions at bay.

Instead, she asked, "How long are we going to be here?"
TheTraveler — 11/19/2021
He laughed, "all night sweet Mishka." Taking note of her action, "let's get you out of this area and help you clear your head a bit."

He walked her from the dance floor. Behind them, the dancers became more  provocative, much more sexual in nature.

He led her to the second floor balcony. Here the air was scrubbed and lacked the flavor of Spice. Ryan found a table near the railing where they could over look the dance floor.

Once more he ordered up a couple of drinks and something to snack on. "One secret about clubbing is, take your time and enjoy it. You don't want to burn out too soon."
Mishka Winlat — 11/19/2021
The cleaner air brought back some of Mishka's comfort as she rubbed at her own arms. As she took a seat at the table, silently missing the warmth Ryan's body created, she nodded to his words.

She took a chance to glance down at the dance floor, at the dancers, and wondered what it would be like to be that comfortable in such a situation. Of course, she quickly shook the thought from her mind and returned her attention to Ryan. "I will...I'll keep that in mind." She told him and brushed a lock of hair from her face that quickly bounced back into place, the curly lock swaying for just a brief moment.

In a sense, she felt as if she were hyper-aware of something. Her ears kept twitching, listening to all the sounds and the many voices, but the one voice they seemed to strain to hear was Ryan's. Something about his voice soothed her and without thinking, she said, "I like the sound of your voice, Ryan."

Right after the words slipped from her mouth, Mishka realized what she had just said. Thankfully, it had been long enough for their snacks and drinks to arrive.

She quickly accepted the distraction, but the blush on her face would not go away.
TheTraveler — 11/19/2021
Ryan smiled as he watched her blush and turn to the snacks and drinks. He couldn't help but find her cute, "you know you are pretty cute too."

He let the music and the scene take hold as silence hovered over them. It was if it created a bubble around them. The music was still there, just not as loud or at least it appeared that way.

He watched her finish her third glass, a bit too quickly for his own liking. "You know, you really should slow down...." He said trying to warn her, but then changed his mind, "you know what. Enjoy yourself. Drink, eat and savor life."

He got up and moved closer to her, "that is what this is about. Showing you, that you don't have to be guarded your whole life. You can let your hair down," he said reaching up and helping her hair to rest just a bit more freely. "No one will judge you here and no one cares about who you are or what you did before. Here, everyone just wants to enjoy the moment."

"So do just that, enjoy the moment," he concluded. "I promise, no harm will come to you," he reaffirmed his promise to her.
Mishka Winlat — 11/19/2021
Setting the glass down once she was done with the third drink, Mishka felt rather floaty. Her brain was a little fuzzy and it took a few seconds longer than usual to register Ryan’s words. His closer proximity only added to the heat on her face.

And he had called her cute. “I…” She could not figure out what to say with him so close. Logic was swimming away from her mind as she met his gaze. “I know…I…” Words were getting lost the more she thought of what to do. Would there be downfalls or consequences? She was unsure of this, but the alcohol was making her just…not care.

Reaching toward him and grabbing onto his shirt, Mishka pulled Ryan closer and pressed her lips to his.
TheTraveler — 11/19/2021
just enjoy the moment the words echoed in his ears as she kissed him. The very last thing he had expected was for her to kiss him. 'holy hyperdrive mishap' his mind screamed.

Ryan's mind race on what to do. The swift and charming pilot was screaming success.

while on the other hand, he had promised her no harm, and that included from his own actions or desires. He knew that she was under the influence. And if she would ever let her guard down, let herself enjoy life, let her self be free, he owed it to her to keep that promise.

No matter how much he wanted to pull her in to his arms and enjoy the warm and embrace of a lovely woman, it couldn't come like this.

He broke the kiss and smiled, "wow," he said with all the charm he had. "Tomorrow, I promise you breakfast. And if you want, with a clear mind, continue this we can." His eyes made contact with hers and held her gaze with tenderness and compassion. His hands took hers and held them with a slight shaking from the pounding of his own heart. "While this may be what you want, I want to keep my promise to you."
Mishka Winlat — 11/19/2021
Disappointment appeared on Mishka’s face when Ryan broke the kiss, but it soon faded when she heard him mention they could continue it. “I…I understand.” She said, her mind slowly comprehending everything he’s explaining. Sure, she was under the influence of alcohol and Spice at the moment, but it had let her express herself. This was something she rarely did due to her shy nature.

“Do we dance more or…?” She glanced around as if trying to figure out what they could do now. A part of her felt she had made the rest of this night awkward.
TheTraveler — 11/19/2021
Being the one with a keen eyes, Ryan laughed breaking what ever awkwardness there might be. He leaped to his feet and grabbed her with both hands. Once rapidly brought to her feet, she was coiled in to his embrace.

As if nothing off had occurred he laughed, "I thought you would never ask!" He pulled her from the table and spinning her around in the isle, causing more than a couple of people to move out of the way.

"She wants to dance.....WITH ME," Ryan yelled over the music.

He then pulled her long to the cheers of those on the balcony.

As he led her towards the stairs a woman pushed passed a couple in front of them, then bumped in to Ryan. Ryan stumbled a bit and turned as if to say something then closed his mouth. With cunning charm and smooth motions, he continued towards the dance floor.
Mishka Winlat — 11/19/2021
A loud squeak escaped Mishka as she was spun around in Ryan’s arms, but she gladly clung to him. Laughing softly, she followed him, only to glance back at the woman as they went. Her mind was spinning now, the alcohol in her system mixed with Spice having done its job of loosening her up.

She could not deny that she was having fun. This was exciting and thrilling, but it was also frightening. There was a lack of control, a lack of feeling like she could do what she wanted properly. “Of course I want to dance with you, Ryan…” She said with a smile.
TheTraveler — 11/19/2021
They hit the dance floor like the best of them. Ryan pulled her in close, and showed her what it meant to move with the rhythm of the music. The lights washed over them as they became lost in the crowd.

The music continued on in to the night, as did the drinks, the spice, the fun. There was no consequences of this night. Just two people living life to its fullest. Within no time, Mishka and Ryan were covered with glitter and sweat. Both of which only made their bodies glow that much more beautiful under the multi-colored lights.

True to his word, Mishka experienced a world she never dare dreamed existed. More, Ryan never left her side, never once made a move that would place his promise to her at risk. Ryan's singular goal was just to let this cute Botham girl live like she never lived before.
Mishka Winlat — 11/19/2021
That night Mishka did indeed enjoy herself thoroughly. By the time they left, she was giggling happily, but had to keep a hold of Ryan to stay steady. “Never been to a party like that.” She slurred and let out another giggle.

Her mind was so foggy and tired now, but she knew they needed to get back to the Jupiter One. What if the others noticed? She really did not want to upset Tesara with this.
TheTraveler — 11/20/2021
Ryan guided her back to the Jupiter One, but not to the normal gang ramp. Instead he walked his charge to the nose of the ship right before the nose landing strut. Using his personal command bracelet, he lowered the small lift and helped her on to it.

As she giggled, as she laughed, as she continued to speak in such a way that only those who had enjoyed themselves way too much could. Ryan loved her like this. The lift brought them in to Ava's personal quarters.

He her on the bed but then realized that the glitter all over her would be a dead give away. He smacked his forehead. She continued to giggle and talk, Ryan couldn't help but love how cute she was right this moment.

He reached down and picked her up as she made a joyful sound. He walked her to the shower and then moved to underdress her the same way he had for Amy nights she partied too hard before work the next day. But then stopped cause she wasn't Amy.

"Okay, you need to help me." he said picking up one of Ava's long scarfs. She giggled more as he wrapped it around his eyes. She made a boo sound, "okay time for a shower." He helped her in to the shower, using his hands to feel the way.

More than once she tried to lure him else where, but he struggled to resist her playfulness. It was clear she was having too much fun at his expense. "One day you will thank me for this," he said as she tossed her kimono at him.

Soon the sound of water filled the bathroom as she washed the club from her. After her shower, Ryan made sure she was in a towel before removing his blindfold. He walked her back to the bad and helped her back in to it.

With the final touches of her covered and tucked in, Ryan turned to leave her in Ava's bed. She reached up, "I really like you Ryan." Her voice filled with slur and all the enjoyment of the night. "Don't go..." she pleaded.

Ryan smiled then sighed softly, "I am going to kick myself in the ass for this, but no." He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. She booed him again. "I won't leave you, I promise."

With that he grabbed a blanket and pillow and laid down on the floor next to her side of the bed. Her hand reached down and rested on his shoulder as they slipped in to slumber.

END????