Charlotte continued to scribble down her thoughts on her personalized wrist communicator as she continued to just type down her thoughts. It really didn't matter, she just kept writing away. Looking around she sighed.
A motel room. With no power, they had to resort to candles, stolen. Even with a rosy smell, the girls resorted to spraying a rosy febreze smell to ease their minds. It really didn't work out. How can there be a virus? They made those things to last an... Brushing off the thought, she walked over to the rest room and looked into the mirror. Her face was cut in several places from the fall in the building. Dark circles hung under her eyes from rough sleeping conditions even for Vanguards. Her hair was cut in multiple places and was unkempt. The usual brown color was starting to become lighter as her eyes were bloodshot. Even without the armor, she knew that having it now would be just an impedance. With another sigh, she walked out of the bathroom and laid down on the bed.
Lorella barged into the room as she collapsed on the bed, growling alittle. Good thing her armor retracted back into her body. The conservation of matter and energy stored the armor as energy in our implants tracing around our bodies but constantly switching in and out of our armor during missions lead to mishaps in physics. "Fuckin' asshole. Both of both!"
Charlotte looked over at Lorella, seeing that her face was scabbed and cut slightly over. Not like the rest of them were faring any better. "Is... Is there..?"
Lorella rolled herself to face the ceiling. "Eric has become that leader guy to be self-righteous and Otis continuously argues with him trying to appeal to both sides of the argument. It's fucking annoying..."
"Are they arguing about..-"
"Yes, they are arguing about you and your powers." Lorella realized what she said in a harsh tone as she turned slightly. "What... What is going on with this place? I just don't... feel right anymore. The noises are getting stronger and..."
Charlotte inched herself closer, brushing away Lorella's previous statement. "All these pent up emotions right? I don't know where they are coming from either."
"As soon as we leave this place, everything will go back to normal right?" Lorella said in a semi-usual tone, a notable quiver in her voice. Well, for Vanguards at least.
"I... I think things will..." Charlotte looked away, and started to removed her shirt. She didn't know. With the injuries they had all sustained, the issues with strange noises and shadows now following them. Charlotte had a single tear fall from her face as she thought back home. Not the Academy, but her actual home. Did... Did I even talk to them after I was taken away? In the beginning yes, but then... Wh-what happened? Shivering she slowly started to lay in the bed to rest and close her eyes, but couldn't. As tired as she felt, a nagging sensation was in her head, poking away at her conscious about the ship and its people.
Lorella felt Charlotte's uneasiness as she shifted slightly closer to her, a strangely predatorial air about her. "What is wrong Charlotte? I know that there is something on your mind..."
Charlotte turned to face her, shifting slightly as well. "I... I don't know."
Lorella rolled her eyes before saying in a matter of fact tone. "You know how Vanguards are Char. We share things among each other."
Why is she being so..? "I... Miss how things were. How happy we were. How life was..."
Lorella frowned. "Life isn't exactly happy Charlotte. Otis was born in poverty, Eric's family was abusive and I was an orphan. And you? You had a normal life didn't you?"
Char slightly shifted upwards. "I... I suppose so." her voice timid but firm.
"Don't try the pity route Charlotte. We are Vanguards."
"...Roger."
Lorella growled slightly, turning away again as Charlotte placed her hand on her shoulder. "Is there something wrong?"
Lorella fiercely turned to Charlotte, panting slightly. "An urge... that's all."
Charlotte's grip on Lorella's shoulder tightened slightly. "It's from this place isn't it?"
Lorella bopped her head as she placed her hands on Charlotte's waist with absolution. "I... Lorella... What are you..?-"
Lunging at her face, Lorella pressed her lips against Charlotte's, forcing both girls on the bed.
"No! What are you-!" Lorella placed her pointer finger on Charlotte's lips before saying. "All this power that we are given as Vanguards. And for what? The government treats us like nuclear bombs, people hate us because of old blood that was spilled during the initial days of the Vanguard Project. Wardens too. ONE... UNC. Same thing, just different ideology. We have this power... And yet we really can't do much with it? Are we to just rot as old nuclear bombs huh?! I am human... I have urges, I have feelings. We are just robots!"
"But you act like..-"
"Silence! Why else do you think? Do you really think I enjoy being the quiet one? I only do so to keep my own profile down against the upper classmen and the professors. I want to excel for them... But coming here, it opened up something. Something inside me. I pushed things far back into the my mind and here... I just need a release. And you are it."
Just then Charlotte felt her body uncontrollably move as Lorella's power over water bonds started to manifest. Charlotte closed her eyes for her powers to shut Lorella in a world of in her mind own but nothing happened. Lorella was going "berserk".
"Do NOT try and resist this!" Lorella placed her hands under Charlotte's undershirt and started playing with her breasts. "I can feel that you have these urges too. You are just hiding them. Just like everybody else. Otis, Eric, you and me..."
Lorella forced her lips again, as Charlotte winced and closed her eyes. As much as she felt like crying out, a deep urge in her body and mind told her not to. No... But mustn't... Lorella grinned evilly as a cat does with her mice prey, unbuttoning the bra as Charlotte's body to aid Lorella's stripping.
The rosy smell still lingered on as Charlotte tried her own gravitational powers, but failed as well. The urges in the back of her mind continued to creep forward. Why... Why can't I resist this? she thought. Our powers depend on our mood, or state of being... What is this feeling?
Finally removing Charlotte's top, Lorella followed with her own, as she started to move her hands down to Charlotte's military pants, rubbing her hips playfully. No... Why... Why can't I resist? My feelings are towards...
Lorella back off slightly, with a little smirk. "I thought so too." She then plunged again at Charlotte's lips, aggressively nibbling as it drew blood. Charlotte let a moan as she felt her body curl her arms around Lorella's pants and slowly start to remove those as well. Forcing her hands up, Lorella groaned slightly as she licked and nibbled again at Charlotte's body, despite the injuries and wounds she had.
No... As a... But Lorella, she's controlling...
With both girls naked, Lorella gently lunged her hands, as Charlotte cried slightly but no tears could be shed as she felt her primal feelings emerge. Lust and love. She continued her actions with Lorella as she felt her will sap away with Lorella's touch.
I... can't... I just won't...
Lorella slyly mumbled something then finally started chuckling. "[sub]You know... I'm not really controlling you anymore... You could have stopped when I forced you hands but then... You continued. You really do want this... Give in...[/sub]"
A dawning happened inside Charlotte as she figured what that urge was. Self-indulgence. She really did want this. She had betrayed what she stood for; what Vanguard's stood for.
Humans are such animistic creatures, what makes us so difference from a mating season? It doesn't matter, male or female. This ship is...
