“Now how about... Mm, how about ku- No wait, that wouldn’t be in your dictionary.” Alex leaned back in his chair, shaking his head. He and Eleya sat in the low, plush seats of what was apparently the fanciest restaurant on board, alone except for a waitress just outside of earshot. She still watched them like a hawk and the Empress had yet to finish a glass of wine before it was refilled.
Eleya gave a disgruntled snort as Alex came up short of more words to try out. “Surely it should be.” She derived quite a bit of enjoyment from testing the limits of her translator implant. Initially she had just prodded Alex for more obscure words and phrases, though that eventually turned to swearing. As it turned out, Eleya was quite a connoisseur of cussing.
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
“Why are you still here?” Alex almost froze mid-step when he saw Eleya sitting in the waiting area of the dentist’s office. She was picking away at a tablet, foot tapping along to the music playing quietly from hidden speakers. He sniffed the air and squinted at her. “Where’d your escort go?”