When Flynn told her he was 31, she shrugged lightly. Maybe it was time for her to try older men, as the younger ones never really worked out. “That’s fine.” She repeated herself, giggling at his choice of words. “I am twenty two myself. But I feel so much older to be honest. Like an old hag! ” A light chuckle escaped from her lips. It was true, being independent at the age of nine did that.

Suddenly, Flynn shifted her entire body closer to his after she had lightly touched his chest and lap. “Whaa..” Alyson let out in confusion, then noticing what he was doing. When she laid as close against him as she could, Alyson felt fuzzy and warm. Flynn then kissed her neck, cutting the edge for Alyson. She had to do something, or they’d really go to sleep in this comfortable position. “Flynn Taggart.” She started, pushing her up from the bed. Now lying on her stomach instead of her side, she looked up at him whilst supporting her upper body with her elbows on the bed. “Didn’t I warn you to not get handsy with me?” And with a smile she crawled even closer. “Still, you do as you wish. Now, you can live with the consequences.” And Alyson lightly pushed him so he fell onto his back. She positioned herself so that they would face each other: Alyson looking down on Flynn.

“Accept your punishment.” She whispered, before leaning in and kissing him on his lips. Not using any tougue, but keeping it ligh, she closed her eyes, enjoying his lips again. Her lightweight upper body then started to lean onto his chest as she used her hands to hold both of his cheeks, carefully. She did not think about it at that time, but her bra-less breasts were pressed against his chest at that point. Once the small peck was done, she rolled onto her back next to him and couldn’t help but smile. “You are killing me Flynn, really. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this attracted to someone before.” She turned her head towards his. “I think I like you.” She then admitted, hoping he wouldn’t run off in fear.

-Double freaking post. Just noticed lol..-

Flynn laughed as she called herself an old hag. "What does that make me?" He chuckled. Suddenly she used his full name. Which, in his experience, is never a very good thing. As she shifted to face him, he waited for her to yell at him for pulling her close to him. What she did next completely caught him off guard. She pushed him down and crawled up on top of him. She grabbed his face and lightly kissed him. She rolled off of him and back onto her side and looked at him. Still on his back, he heard her say that she liked him. Flynn looked up at the ceiling and smiled.

He shifted to his side and looked at her smiling face. "You know what Alyson?" Fly said smiling slightly. "You get on top of me. You kiss me. Then you tell me you like me. Just like that right? First I try and capture you. Then you lock me up. Which I could have gotten out of at any time, mind you. Now we're on the run from the guy that originally hired me to get you." Then he took one of her arms and pinned it down against the bed. He straddled her small frame. He grabbed her other arm and pushed in on the bed, putting her on her back and playfully pinned her other arm down. He looked down at her and slyly smiled. "I think you're a little bit of okay." She struggled playfully. "Alright alright. I like you too." He leaned down and kissed her slightly. He sat back up, but kept her hands pinned to the bed. "I think I should hold you here just to show you that you got lucky when you knocked me out last time." He smiled slyly.

The greasy haired man picked up and old radio hand set and punched some numbers in. A voice from the other end chimed in. "Hello?" The greasy haired man spoke. "David, this is your benefactor. As usual, do not speak, just listen. Within a few hours I will have their location. I will send you their coordinates. The plan will stay the same. You either keep her alive for me, or you kill her. Then I transfer you the credits. As for the bounty hunter, I would prefer him captured and held for me, but it matters not to me if he is alive or dead." With that the greasy-haired man cut the transmission.

“My old hag, that’s what you are.” She had answered him when he mocked her about his age. They started to shift and slide in the bed, obviously both not tired anymore. After Flynn summed up how ridiculous their relationship sounded, Alyson laughed for a moment but was cut off by his slightly more aggressive behaviour. And she digged it.

When he told her casually she was just a little okay, she felt offended for a moment. But only a moment later he admitted the same thing making Alyson cheer softly, now with twinkling eyes. “Hold me here just because of that? Just admit it, you’re not that great in fighting anyway..” She then started fluttering her eyelashes at him, bringing him in for another kiss. But, when his grip softened, Alyson took the liberty to push him off her, and switch roles: She pressed him back onto his back and went ahead and took a seat on top his hips. It was by far their most intimate position. “I could knock you out again, and again, and again..” Pulling up one eyebrow with a grin. She did not pin him arms down since she knew he would only overpower her anyway. Alyson only won from Flynn when he was caught in surprise.

“You know, now we’re both awake, let’s play a little game.” She then said, still on top of him. She wanted to know more about him, now that they were going to spend more time together. And a nice dare would make it more interesting. “Let’s call it truth or dare.” Her eyebrows wiggled up and down as she looked down on him. “You ready? Truth or dare, Flynn? If you refuse to tell the truth, you will get a dare.” Alyson had played this ton of times, but always took truth, and never dare. She was an excellent liar.

“Who the heck was that?” Alice appeared in the cockpit, wearing nothing but a pink sleeping dress. “That guy. He.. He isn’t giving them a week, but a few more hours instead.” He sighed and pulled Alice onto his lap, looking up. “We’ll have to go after her. We have the advantage that she trusts us, so this might be a piece of cake, right babe?” David mumbled, pulling her in for a kiss. “Hmhmm..” Alice squeaked and started to kiss him full on.

Alyson playfully mocked his fighting ability. Flynn laughed slightly and eased his grip on her arms. He realized that he was having one of the best times he had had in awhile. He felt a little bad that here he was, a law man, fraternizing with a criminal, and loving every minute of it. Well, he wasn't really a law man. More of a gun for hire, and shouldn't be worried about who he decides to spend his time with. Especially not some pretty little thing like Alyson.

As he was distracted, Alyson pushed him back onto the bed and sat on his hip. Flynn raised an eyebrow and slyly grinned. She told him how she could take him in a fight and knock him out. "Well." Flynn started, still grinning. "I am a sucker for a pretty face. Good thing you have that, because you can't fight for shit." He laughed as she playfully hit him. "Okay, okay." He conceded. "You may have a mean uppercut." He wiggled his jaw slightly thinking back to that day.

She looked down and him and grinned a little evil grin. His eyes widened. He was either going to like whatever she was thinking, or he was going to be in trouble. Possibly a little of both. "Truth or dare?" He chucked "Isn't that a kids game?" She just stared at him. He smiled slightly. "Alright then." He thought about all the ways this could go both good and bad for him. He figured to play it simply at first. Not jump right into where his mind wanted him to go. "I'll take truth."

Flynn did not seem to like her game-idea, but Alyson didn’t care at that moment. “Alriiiight.. Truth it is!” She grabbed both of his hands into hers, and played with his fingers whilst she looked around the ship, thinking of a mean question. When a wide grin appeared onto her face, she laughed for a moment. Flynn was not impressed and seemed rather scared. “It’s innocent, I promose!” She then said, and bit her lower lip. “When and where did you loose your virginity?” It was a classic question, something loads of people did not seem to mind answering. Alyson had heard the answer to these questions loads of times, so she was sure his story wouldn’t be any new. Only a few said it was none of their business, probably the ones that were still a virgin.

When Flynn started to think whether he’d take the bait or not, she coughed impatiently. He seemed so tough and rough all the time, also a lot older than her, so she was interested how his teenager-self got laid for the first time. Maybe it was during prom. Maybe it was with his long-term girlfriend from high school, who knew? For Alyson it wasn’t a very interesting story. She just was glad it wasn’t whilst being raped.

“Well, you’re gonna answer it or take a dare? Don’t forget, once you complete it you can ask me whatever you want. Or..” Alyson teasingly bent downwards onto him, clearly letting Flynn see a whole different side of her personality. “Make me do whatever you want.”

Flynn laughed out loud at her question. "You're kidding me right?" She told him to either answer it or take a dare. Flynn thought for a moment. He felt comfortable around her, but wasn't sure what type of dare she might make him do. She then bent down towards him. Her large shirt letting him look down the top and get a good look at her firm breasts. He lost all ability to think momentarily when she told him he could make her do whatever he wanted. He laid there for a moment. Grinning like an idiot. He slowly regained his composure. "Alright. How I lost my virginity." Flynn began to think back.

"I was about 16 at the time, living on the streets. I had broken into this house. It was a single working woman that lived alone. I had her schedule down so I knew she wasn't going to be there. She was a banker and I knew she had to have plenty of valuables in her house. It's late in the afternoon and I bust in the door and scramble through the house. I start searching and I find nothing. This woman has a bare bones house. Nothing worth taking. So, I guess I'm looking for too long and she gets home." Flynn shakes his head as he keeps telling the story. "She walks through the door and I make a dash through to a window. She apparently had a gun and fires it right beside the window. Apparently she likes how I look. She gives me two options, jail or..." Flynn trails off. "Hell of a way to have your first time right?"

He laughed sheepishly. "Anyways. I did one." His eyes narrow at Alyson and he smiles a huge smile. "Now you."

His story was kind of shocking to her, but considering hers was not the best way to loose it as well, she decided to go with it. “An elderly huh? Is that why you enjoy the company of young girls now?” She slid her finger along his chest and gave him a wink. “That’s actually horrible, sorry about that. I hope you don’t have nightmares about that.” That being known, she now knew the answer to two questions: How he lost his virginity and how his childhood was. He lived on the street, just like her. Was that why they were getting along so well? Maybe he saw himself in her, and knew how it was to be alone.

Alyson’s mind drifted off as he finished his story. Finally getting out her gaze she apologized and looked back at him.

She shook her head with a laugh and nodded when he said it was her turn. “I always go for a truth first, so I can switch to dare later. Sooo.. Truth!” She smiled back at him, sitting up straight again so the nice view of her breasts was gone. Whatever he threw at her, she’d probably answer it in full honesty, because she didn’t want to scare him off when she’d fallen for him, more badly than now.

Meanwhile, David had cracked the message to the rest of the crew, getting mixed signals. It seemed like Grunt and Sarah didn’t want to take part in this operation. They didn’t want to kill anyone, and especially not their friend for many years. They couldn’t care less about the guy that was with her. “Why not guys? I need you!” He held up his arms and then motioned over to Alice. “Wé need you!” Sarah shook her head and stood up, slightly angry. “I will not kill Alyson. I will try to capture her, but not if she’s going to get killed.” She crossed her arms. “Better call your buddy up that that our plans have changed or we’re out of here.” She clearly meant her and Grunt.

Alyson joked about why he liked young girl after being with an old woman. "She wasn't, that, old." Flynn smirked. "No, no nightmares. I only remember bits and pieces from my childhood anyways." He closed his eyes slightly as she ran her finger down his chest. Alyson's laugh brought his eyes open again. "Truth!" Alyson said excitedly. Flynn's brow furrowed as he thought of a good question. He thought of several personal questions. As he looked up at Alyson's playfully happy face, he realized he didn't want to ruin this great moment they were having together with an awkward question. "Alright doll face." Flynn smiled. "What would I have to ask for you to take a dare?" Alyson looked down at him. "Hey, I can ask your whatever I want." Flynn laughed

The radio sprung to life. The greasy-hair man looked at it in disbelief. He softly picked up the receiver. "Look." A voice on the other end started. "We're not going to kill Alyson and we don't want her hurt either." David said to him trying to sound tough. The man on the other end replied. "Very well. Guarantee of her safety is going to require all the credits I was going to send you. You want the credits? You have no say in what I plan to do with her. Capture her and let me take her alive. That is the only guarantee you shall get from me. The fact that I would prefer her alive over dead. I am going to have her location soon. You can either help me and profit, or I handle things on my own." With that he ended the transmission.

When he finally asked his question she puckered her lips and then frowned. “What kind of question is that?!” She mumbled and once again leaned in to let her underarms rest on his chest. “Why do you want me to do a dare anyway..” She looked into his eyes whilst a smile grew onto her face. Maybe he was trying to take things to the next level without being awkward about it. If there is a challenge or a bet pushing you to do something, you will most likely do it without questioning.

“Whatever. I’m no pussy, like you. Give me a dare then!” She leaned in to kiss his chest softly and smiled at him. “Don’t make me do anything too weird alright?” She then added, frowning a bit. The dares she had done usually included things like ‘kiss a female friend’ or ‘strip to the next song’ or stuff like that. They weren’t really innocent, but they usually played them when everybody was high on aloom or drunk as f*ck. None of her friends usually remember anything after.

As David walked back to the living area he sat down in a single sofa and looked at his friends. For a moment there he remained quiet, trying to keep his excitement hidden. “Friends.” He started. All of them were still focussed on the TV, but they all gave a soft grunt or response. “We capture her, kill the guy, bring her to our buddy, and we’re paid. No need for killing Alyson, all right? He just confirmed he’d like her alive.” David clearly felt at ease with the situation, because he smiled widely. “I’m in.” Alice quickly said, to get the rest of the group in as well. “Whatever.” Grunt mumbled. “A-Alright then. I guess I can help out then.” Sarah added as well, obviously not sure if she felt alright doing this. “Good! Good.. Thanks guys. We will be rich, you know.” He grinned to himself, staring into a distance.

Flynn smiled as she told him to give her the dare. She kissed his chest and asked not to have to do anything weird. "Well," Flynn grinned. "It won't be too bad. I'll kind of leave it up to you how you want to do this." He slowly sat up. He really didn't want to move Alyson from her position on top of him, but he figured his dare would be worth it. He got out of bed and pulled the chair up near the bed. He sat down in the chair and smiled at Alyson. "I want you to dance for me. I've seen you fight, so I know you have some moves. Again, however you want to take that dare." Flynn grinned again. "VIC, music. Uh, something good with a beat." Music started to play. Flynn knew this was a typical guy to a girl dare, but he wanted to see how far Alyson would take things. He smirked while he waited for her to make the next move.

The greasy-haired man walked over to the screen as it glowed with code. He pushed the "send" button with a smile. Within a few hours he would have their location. He turned to his radio and punched in some number. A voice sprang to life on the other end. "Yea?" The greasy-haired man spoke. "I will be sending you coordinates soon. Wait for one hour after receiving them to head there. Hold position until I arrive." He stopped the transmission as he walked out of the room towards his ship. As the door closed behind him the screen read "Transmission in progress: 15% Complete".

Flynn slowly pushed her off him and she frowned once again. “You want me to do.. What?” Whilst he took out a chair to sit on, he grinned at her and she squinted for a moment. “Why does this remind me of a lap dance? The whole setting and such?” The music itself was also a hit, she thought. You can leave your head on from Joe Cocker sounded through the speakers and Alyson smiled for a moment.

“I don’t know why you think I can dance, but you will be horribly disappointed.” Alyson said whilst getting out of bed. With a cough she straightened her long shirt, making sure her but was not visible. Why did she have to wear such a tight short again? “I’ll make you pay.” She mumbled in between her teeth and started to swing her hips to the music, trying to get into it. “Hmm, alright.” She then said, smiling at him. She slowly walked forward, only to the beat of the music, and walked around Flynn’s chair. Her fingers slid from his left to his right shoulder, and once she reached his side, she bent down to press a peck onto his cheek. Alyson knew he did not want to see her actual dance moves, as many girls danced the same: Jumping up and down, sometimes swinging their hips from side to side, grinding upon a cute guy. Nothing special at all.

She then stood right in front of him, opened up his legs, and let herself sink through her knees. This, whilst she was graciously shaking her hips and softly holding his thighs. Then, quickly turning around, she sat on top of him, taking his hands. The music was now at its peak, giving Alyson an extra boost. ”Ah what the heck. Why not!” And with that thought, she grabbed his hands into hers. She slowly started to guide his hands onto her legs, sliding upwards. Whilst turning her face to check his reaction, she quickly picked up his hands once again, and wrapped his arms around her waist, letting go of his hands. When a loud bass at the end of the song sounded, she pulled herself out of his embrace, stood up and turned her head towards him. With the last second of the song, Alyson winked at him, and lifted up her t-shirt, to show him her butt in the tight shorts, in full detail this time.

Lightly out of breath, and shaking a little from excitement, she made sure her clothes were back to their normal state. Her shirt had shifted slightly, showing off her bare shoulder. With a red blush she looked down at Flynn, still sitting in the chair. “Is it hot in here or is it just me?” She then said, feeling slightly awkward. Her hand was flapping in front of her face, trying to catch some cold wind from it.

He grinned at her remark about the lap dance. "Hey, if that's what you want it to be." He shrugged, still grinning ear to ear. She said she couldn't dance but Flynn was already entranced looking at her. His mind was on auto-pilot at this point. He thought he heard her say she'd make him pay. At this point though, he had no problem with whatever her payback may be. As she danced around him, Flynn was both grateful and a little mad at his self control. He grabbed her a few times playfully.

Then she got serious and she grabbed his hands in hers and let them slide up her soft smooth legs. His expression changed from a grin to that of just flat out pure enjoyment of the moment. The song ended and Alyson lifted up her shirt showing of her firm butt. Flynn's self control fell away right as she flashed him. He stood up and grabbed Alyson and threw her onto the bed. She landed on her back and he put his arms on either side of her. He leaned in so that their noses almost touched. "That was...good." Flynn said. Trying to force his brain to think. He smiled at her and looked into her eyes and then to her lips. "I think it's your turn. Unless you want to play a different game. He grinned like an idiot again.

-This RP will continue through PM's due to mature content-

Alyson was exhausted, and it seemed like Flynn was as well. Her body had a few after twitches, and she moaned in pleasure as she kept laying on top of him. It was only until she felt she really needed to pee she pushed herself up. “Stay here. I’ll be riiight back.” She smiled; also realizing she had to take her birth control pill if she didn’t want to get pregnant.

With another moan, this time because she had to get up, she flipped her legs out of the bed and quickly ran towards the toilet. After she got cleaned up, had a piss, and took her pill, she tiredly crawled back next to Flynn. With one hand she pulled the blanket over her and with the other she searched for Flynn’s naked body. With a sigh she lowered her head onto his chest and wrapped her arms around whatever she could grab. It was part of his chest and shoulder. “Hmm..” She softly moaned, closing her eyes.

Her whole body was sweating but she couldn’t stand for a long person of time. The muscles in her legs were sore and her whole body needed a rest. It was two hours later already, giving them about 4 hours of sleep before they would arrive the planet. In two hours they would need to stop for gass, so the night was short.

The lingering feeling of the orgasm still kept the smile on her face as she looked up at her lover. Were they now.. Boyfriend and girlfriend? Or was this just a casual f*ck to Flynn? She wondered.

Flynn was spent. He laid there in a wonderful daze. Since this bounty started he had been a mass of anger and frustration. All that pent up emotion was gone completely. He lay there, smiling slightly, just enjoying the afterglow. He opened his eyes a little as Alyson got from on top of him and ran to the bathroom. He grinned as he watched her small naked body jogged across the floor. She really had a petite body, but she was so...energetic. He realized how she was able to get the best of him those few days ago in the ship. He then watched contently as she came slowly walking back to the bed.

He closed his eyes and sighed happily as she clung to him and rested her head on his chest. He took his arm and pulled her closer. Every care he ever had in the universe was now miles away to him. He felt her head move slightly. He glanced down and saw her looking at him with those doe eyes he loved so much. He kissed her softly on the forehead. "You're something special doll." He softly cooed as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

The rest of the trip went pretty uneventful. They stopped to refuel and pick up some more supplies and continued on without incident. The whole dynamic of Flynn and Alyson had changed. There was no more sexual tension, or any tension for that matter. They were acting as two young lovers. They would flirt shamelessly with each other. Playful slaps and grabs. Sneaked kisses and even passionate ones. To help pass the time of course. Flynn hadn't felt this kind of joy in quite some time. Every time he heard Alyson laugh or see her smile, he could feel his heart skip a beat.

Near the end of their journey, Flynn sat in the captain's chair, with Alyson in his lap. They were feeding each other chips and playfully teasing each other. Suddenly, the cabin light flickered slightly. Flynn turned from Alyson toward the screen. "Hey, uh, VIC?" Flynn called out. "What the hell was that?" Static echoed throughout the ship. Flynn sat up, apprehensive. "VIC?!" His voice started to strain. Slowly the static faded and was replaced by VIC. At least, it kind of sounded like VIC, but something was a little off about it.

"I'm terribly sorry sir. Just a slight hiccup. It has been rectified." VIC replied. "'Sir'? 'Rectified'? VIC, give me the details of what just happened." Flynn ordered, confused. "Well, sir." VIC started. "A sub-space transmission was received, but before I could process it, it was rerouted to a subroutine and now it appears to have vanished." Flynn's eyes widened with terror. He gently pushed Alyson out of his lap. She stood behind him and put her hand on his shoulder. "He's fucking smart! He's fucking smart!" Was all that Flynn kept saying for a few moments.

He regained his composure and barked an order at VIC. "VIC! Turn off all systems other than environmental and switch everything over to manual!" VIC started to object. ""Sir, if I do that then..." Flynn cut him off. "Do it!" Suddenly half the ship went black and screen after screen turned off. The flight controller rose from the ground and Flynn grasped it tightly. He bean to punch a few buttons and squeezed Alyson's hand slightly. "That bastard didn't give us a week. He just traced us. I may have turned everything off in time, but I wouldn't hope on it." Flynn looked at the small console in front of him and looked back at Alyson. "We're about fifteen minutes away. We're gonna have to hit the ground running doll."

“David? I think you’ve got a message..” Alice jumped off the captain chair where she was applying nail varnish to her toes. Hobbling awkwardly she ran over to the living room, repeating herself to David whom was half asleep in the sofa. “Hmm.. I do?” He mumbled and slowly pushed himself out of the sofa, yawning meanwhile. He opened up the message, only to notice it was just a text message with some co-ordinates inside. It came from an anonymous number, but David knew whom it was coming from. “Computer, set course to this location..” David mumbled whilst copying the line into the GSP system. “Yes, Mister Smith.” The computer chimed back, making the ship turn slightly right and displaying his course on the screen. It would take them about 24 hours before they would reach Alyson and her captive. “24 hours eh.. We should make some stops on the way for extra gas and some weapons. We need some.. Special ones.” He grinned whilst taking Alice by her hips, squeezing in her fat, and pulling her on his lap. “Here we come, baby!” He then shouted, alarming the rest of the crew.

The rest of their journey honesty was the best time of Alyson’s life. She had never felt so close to someone, and Flynn seemed to feel the same way. There honesty were two teenagers sometimes: the teasing, kissing, flirting,.. And it seemed endless. She no longer felt scared to undress in front of him and he no longer kept his hands to himself when she did. It was in one word: Lovely.
But, near the end of their journey, something brought her back to reality. “W-What? Did he get our co-ordinates? Did he get through, VIC?” Alyson then said, a bit scared. She knew VIC was poorly programmed and it probably got through, but there was always a chance it didn’t. “Unknown.” VIC chimed back at her, making her roll her eyes. “Now I see why you get so frustrated with him.” She mumbled. “Alright, do what you need to do dear, I’ll be right here.” Alyson then said determined. She had been in rough situations before, she could handle this.

In a hurry, she then started to pack: her bag of clothes together with some of his clothes she grabbed from his closet, a few boxes with some food to get through at least 3 days and some bottles of water. She grabbed two huge backpacks from his closet, which they could carry on their backs until they reach her ship. Loading everything in, shutting everything tightly, she ran back towards Flynn. She had enough money to shop for more items if needed.

Quickly, she strapped herself in next to Flynn on the other chair, and looked at him when he did the necessary. “Everything’s packed. Let’s do this.”

The minutes flew by as Flynn navigated the ship and kept checking coordinates and calculations. Without VIC's navigation to help him it was tiresome. The sweat formed on his head quickly. Suddenly the ship lurched as the came out of warp. Flynn's arms were on fire as he held the ship steady as it slowed down to impulse speed. The shaking subsided and he let go of the flight controller. He turned to Alyson and smiled. "That was the easy part." Flynn proceeded to punch the key pad in front of him. He looked at the read out carefully. "Looks like there's a structure down there that resembles a house. That's where I'm putting us down." Flynn said taking back the controller. He pushed his face close to where Alyson sat. He pointed to his cheek. "For luck." He said.

Alyson leaned over to kiss his cheek, when he turned his head quickly and kissed her on the lips. He laughed a little and pushed the controller forward. His eyes raced from the windshield to the small screen in front of the controller. Suddenly the ship buckled as they entered the planet's atmosphere. Flynn's every muscle tensed as he attempted to land over a small field. The ship bucked and rocked as it began to get closer to the ground. Suddenly a loud creaking sound emanated through the ship as it's landing pads contacted the ground. The ship rocked violently as they touched down, relatively unharmed. Flynn turned to Alyson raised his arms and grinned. "First ever manual landing."

They both got out of their chairs. Alyson knew this planet so he'd just follow her. She started out of the ship and looked back for Flynn to follow. "Give me one second doll face." Flynn popped his head out. A few minutes later Flynn got out of the ship with his flack jacket on and his pistol at his side. He was also holding a large trunk over his shoulder. Alyson looked at him puzzled. He patted the trunk. "It's an old friend." He said with a evil smile and an odd gleam in his eye.

Alyson decided they could take at least an hour to load in her ship. This, so they could be comfortable for the next few days. She had missed several things the past few days: warm clothes, a toothbrush, a private bathroom and clean blankets. The ones Flynn had were fine but they had this odd, manly smell to them, making Alyson feel dirty every time she sniffed them.

Flynn had landed inside a huge cornfield, right at the edge of her yard. Alyson jumped onto the pebbled path that led towards the entrance of the old cottage. It seemed slightly abandoned and old, and the windows clearly needed a sweep. “Don’t say it. It’s been more than a year since I’ve been here. And I never really stayed long.” She shrugged, and with the huge backpack on her back she walked over to the door. It looked like a very ordinary door, made out of thick wood with a layer of varnish making it shiny. She leaned in slightly, making an eye scanner pop out of the wall. It was an odd sight, seeing such a piece of equipment together with a house like that. “I figured if I had to run, I wouldn’t have time to grab the key. So I kept it simple.” She explained, bending forward to scan her retina. The door unlocked, revealing the inside of her living room. It was small, but very cosy. Unlike outside, the inside was very modern with a hint of old furniture. It even had a fireplace, powered by electricity, but it still gave the whole place a homey feel.

“Welcome.” A rug filled the whole 1st floor, giving them a soft step anywhere where they went. She placed the backpack on the floor and pointed over to a large, wooden book frame. “If you would like to side that one to the right, we can load up my ship first. I decided to keep the hangar hidden in the basement, so the old fashioned garden wouldn’t get ruined.” Alyson smiled wide as she talked, clearly proud of her little hide-out.

Meanwhile, Alyson started to raid her closet upstairs, picking up several beauty items she had missed. She even took her make-up with her, wanting to surprise Flynn when they had time to.. Play around again. Even a set of sexy lingerie was not to be forgotten. With a grin, she closed the trunk she had packed and walked downstairs to check how far Flynn had gotten with her ship. Unlike her basement on Aeros, this place was much less secure so he could walk in and out from everywhere if he wanted to. She figured it wouldn’t be needed, as this was her holiday house whom nobody knew off. Alright, she had several neighbours a few miles away, but they never really came to say hello.

David, Sarah, Alice and Grunt were already on their way towards the coordinates. After picking up some armour and guns, David felt like they were ready for a battle. 16 more hours to go.

Flynn slowly exited the ship. The large trunk resting on his shoulders. He followed Alyson a short ways to a cozy looking cabin. "Nice digs." He smiled at her. He watched as she opened the door with a retinal scanner. ""Miss fancy pants." He joked, trying to keep the mood light. As they walked in Flynn marveled at the mix of modern house set in an old time cabin style. A whistle escaped his lips and he let the trunk slide to the floor. She told Flynn to slide the bookcase away to access the hanger. He went beside the bookcase and braced himself, thinking it was going to be a pain to move. To his surprise, it slid with ease. He smiled and winked at Alyson. "Clever."

As Alyson ran upstairs Flynn went to check out her ship. He climbed in and took a look around. The ship, while not sate-of-the-art, was still one beauty of a ship. "I should have gotten into the drug business." He thought to himself. He ran the ship through its paces. Turned on the engines, checked the navigation and just inspected the ship. It appeared to be in top working order. He shut everything back down and walked back in the house to check on Alyson. She was still busy getting her things together. He smiled and started towards his ship to get what few things he would need.