Chapter-1
Crossroads
of
the Sun, Moon-&-Dragonoids of Tanis
He shifted around in the darkness of his observation orb and
took in a deep breath before calmly exhaling out all of his anxiety. His
semi-sunken eyes were looking over the trapezoid elevated display-screen in front
of him, as it powered on with nothing but Tanis-Dragonoid text crawling all
over it. The checklist to prepare Jeanette's dimensional-drive engines was
already underway and he felt somewhat nervous that he'd had to make so many
physical-alterations to himself and Jeanette! Just to be able to pull off
getting a close enough look at Lu Gell in action to determine whether he should
build everything around the diminutive-runt or leave him and his family to get torn apart by the Ilvala laying siege to his city.
He'd better not get his ass killed before I
can even get there to spy on him, Williams bitched to himself.
More monitors and
displays came online with Tanis-Dragonoid text on them. He had no problems
understanding every word. The real trick was the cultural-references to the language.
His cortical-camo implant was slowly doing the work of giving him all that he
needed to be able to truly understand what it means to be
a member of the Border-Region Territories and their distinctive
customs-&-culture. Crossroad-technology
is still every bit as formidable with a little bit of Williams Works innovation,
he mused.
The smug-smile of satisfaction quickly faded as he reached
out with his mind. Causing a small holographic orange window to appear in front
of him in response to his thought, as he said "Lemme see the readings for the
Dragonboy-Wonder." he didn't hide his sarcasm as his
shit-fer-brains smug-smirk came back. His teeth were...? Kinda yellow!? And...?
Nasty...! His clothes were...!? Are!?
Dusty.
Dingy!
And dirty, as he
softly sung about the fact that "I got the refuGe-survi-vor,
fee-verrrrrrrr...!"
All of the displays
and monitors were laid out around him in a semi-circle. While above his head
also in a semi-circle were even more displays-&-monitors coming online, as
Jeanette gave him the information to his 1-mark[1]
square, orange holo-window "Here you go, Master."
"Thank
you." he chimed back and began immediately looking over Lu Gell's
information that Jeanette had obtained for him "He's physically weak as
shit, but!? Superhuman agility and his endurance...?" Williams noticed
that "Looks like you needed to run a couple of scans for his
endurance?"
Jeanette sighed
"It appears that he has created some sort of jamming-device that almost
caused me to completely miss the fact that my initial OSS-readings were totally
wrong! So I had to keep working and working at it where I found out that he has
a lot of psionic-talents centered around biotechnology and machines. He can
control machines and biotechnology, Master. So of course I had to be extremely
careful sneaking around and spying on him. I almost got caught doing multiple
OSS-readings!" and that got Williams' attention in a hurry as Jeanette
added "Never mind that the infernal multilayered shielding around Lu City
really caused me to have to work overtime. I couldn't get through it! So I had
to wait till they sent out retrieval-teams to collect Ilvala-carcasses for
consumption and domestic breakdown."
The cortical-camo
implant had done its job as Williams was hit with the knowledge that
"Wait-a-second, whoa!? They. EAT!?
THE
ILVALA!? What the fuck kind of!?"
and then his mind was filled with the image of what an Ilvala is. as well as
what they look like "Okay that's on the Dr. Moreau side of the game! Who
the hell decided!? To mix-n-match a woman's upper-body with the lower-body of two-different
monsters!?" he was trying to figure out for himself...? Just what
the hell he was seeing in his mind's-eye...!? "Is that a...? Dragon
front-part... and then some sort of...? Black-lion back-part,
what the hell!? This looks like these bitches could be related to fuckin
Sudarka!?" and of course they are not even close to looking anything like
his flagdragonmount!
Well...!? Not exactly like Her...!
Jeanette couldn't
help but bust out laughing as she told Williams the fact that "The Ilvala,
really all of Old Adari. They're a bioengineered slave-race to some
Omniversal-section of Sauropod People." she was loving the persona he was
deciding to roll with for this mission! In her hearts she knew he deserved to
cut-loose and just act wild and be-wild! Instead of always having to be uptight
and serious all the time! She loved him even more when he was like this!
But hearing about Sauropod
People? His face soured immediately because now he was through "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh,
shit!?"
now that Jeanette's cockpit was lit up Williams looked...?
Like shit.
He literally looked
like a bum late to get to his street corner! And a barbershop. And a razorblade... to shave that nasty chin-stubble
and horribly-bad and uneven mustache!
Williams quickly
asked Jeanette "Are they still there!? I can't tell whether or not those
shapechanging-handbags are them or someone else!?" then he quickly
muttered that "You didn't tell me
that the fuckin Border-Region Bastards-n-Bitches actually eat their enemies.
I'm feeling some type of way about that, for-real for-real, Jeanette.
Seem like you tryin ta set me up with shapechanging-handbags and cannibalistic
Dragonoids walking around and shit!
Giant half-women that are half-amazing and probably taste!?" and all she
did was laugh as he continued to mutter and complain that "Wait!? If they have a
woman's body and an animal's body? What kind of Cult of Kathulu-crap you got me into this time!? And do they have
multiple-pussies because they're women and have beast-bodies!?" now
she was in full blown laughter over his dumb-ass with all the shit he's
seen in his life!? But that
didn't stop him from adding that "I'm not trying to have some giant
Ilvala-titty!
Put!? Put steaming on a plate
in front of me!? I don't need that trauma,
Jeanette.
I mean it dammit! I'm a Border-Region
Territories survivor!"
from the wild-eyed look on his face! To his insistence that "I can't go
back to the Empire now! Fuck them fuckin traitors! Fuck'em! Gettin me attacked by giant women
with giant titties!? I can't cope with this shit this machine is hittin me with
right now, dammit!"
"And you won't
have to!" Jeanette was struggling to breathe as she kept laughing her ass
off "Focus on the positive, Master! Focus. On the Positives!" she
couldn't help herself from laughing because she knew his ass would chow down on
whatever titty was slapped down in front of him, otherwise!? He'd be
chowin-down on fist! Flying
in his face! From the
Tanis-Dragonoids of the Border-Region sittin around him!? Easily seeing his ass
is an imposter!
"I'm trying." he deadpanned
"I'm tryin And I'm failin.
I can't let them muthafucka's eat MY Ass like they eat them Ilvala-titties, dammit!
I can't deal with that!"
The two of them
continued to laugh their asses off until both of them knew that the
dimensional-drive engines were online-n-ready and that all of the laughter and
silliness was now about to turn into seriousness. For Sao-Jang Williams he knew
and understood that if Li-Caste-Line was going to survive, imprisoned or not. Exiled or not. He was gonna have to go
around the old-guard and simply do what needed to be done before things got
even worse than they already were "Well, My Love." his voice was
somber and filled with the seriousness of what he was about to finally do
"This is it." he wasn't comfortable about leaving the rest of his
senior-staffers behind, but? With the situation and circumstances being what it
is?
He knew he had no
choice in the matter "Prepare to move out, Jeanette."
"Everyone will
be okay while we're gone, Master." she tried to reassure him "We've
planned everything out and everyone knows what to do. By the time anyone knows
we're gone, we'll already be back!" or?
So she hoped.
To which he softly
said aloud "So we all hope, Beautiful. So we all
hope...."
The interior of
Jeanette was spacious and his modifications had passed all of the trials and
test plus the anchor-beacon was working, too. But he was having some doubts
because traveling to Tanis Island was always one misstep away from either being
killed. Or being stuck there and unable to get back, well this is some bullshit, he bitched to
himself. Joke-time was definitely over now.
Turning the backs
of his hands up slightly he could still see the aging marks of his brown skin
and knew that going back to Central Tanis Island again was gonna cost him some
more years of his life. With a deep sigh he then sat back in his plush black
cockpit-chair and mentally reached out and went through final-checks before
departure. Jeanette's displays were situated all around him in a semi-circle
layout. He checked her pedal-controllers at his feet. His black Ilvala-boots
with their thick soles and finely-furred material was beat-up just enough. Or
soh he hoped! He let the information that she'd just bombarded him with soak in
a bit more, as he played with the edges of his beautiful but beat-up black
robes.
Spying on Tanis Island has always been a
pain-in-the-ass, especially since they activated that goddamn Infinity Device, but!? His readings
had led him to this part of the Omniverse, which didn't really...?
Shock him....
Seems like we're joined to each other at the
hip, he thought to himself. His face showed that he was tired, he
definitely needed to shave his scruffy chin-hairs. He looked to be in his
mid-30's, maybe? And his hair had grown into a bit of a wild mini-afro that was
screaming for a shape up or a straight clip-cut down to scalp-level or lower!
His nails are too long. He smelled like he hadn't showered in days! Teeth needed
some cleaning weeks ago, the shit I go
through for the sake of the Line. No
time for regrets now, especially not with the hot-mess going on there "Activate
OSS[2]
and engage dimensional-drives." everything around him exploded in blaring
white-light and the all too familiar sensations of atmospheric pressure made
him smile, here we go again
"Take us in, nice and easy,
Jeanette...."
[1] Mark = Feet
[2] OSS = Otherdimensional-Scrying System
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