The Syren Conspiracy (For Floozer)
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"Huh. That's impressive, to say the least." Alex says, raising an eyebrow, then jerks his head with a shake. "Wait. Cynthia? You named the freaking ship!?" He asks, his mouth dropping open.
"Um... Is your lover mentally challenged? Because I also have med bay facilities available to treat them." Cynthia says. Hmm... Could ships joke?
"Um... Is your lover mentally challenged? Because I also have med bay facilities available to treat them." Cynthia says. Hmm... Could ships joke?
She bursts out laughing, shaking her head while patting the wall "No, that is not needed, he is just slow to the up take some times. Alex, I did name the ship... because she is alive! This isn't some hunk of metal to fly... she thinks, feels and everything.... so she deserves a name!"
"Umm... Okay. What was so funny?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. "And I'm not slow on the uptake. I just find it weird that you gave the ship's AI a name..."
"Jeez this is all so freaky..." He mutters, shaking his head. "All of this..." He gestures vaguely around the ship. "Such advanced tech... Just what is this Hedonaz guy...? Apart from the obvious, of course." He mutters.
"Uh huh. Nice to meet you, Cynthia. I'm Alex. Her boyfriend." He says, looking at the wall. "And I also feel really stupid talking to a ship."
"Hello Alex. Nice to meet you too. I hope I can serve you well." Cynthia replies.
"Hello Alex. Nice to meet you too. I hope I can serve you well." Cynthia replies.
The first thing they see is the mess hall, which is quite large, easily able to fit the thirty people and then some. Right now, the larders are empty, since they didn't need food at the moment.
"I have a mechanical cooking range, programmed specially by Hedonaz. All the recipes are his, since he claims his wives do not know how to cook." Cynthia says, and a large stove near the back of the mess hall lights up a soft blue.
"I have a mechanical cooking range, programmed specially by Hedonaz. All the recipes are his, since he claims his wives do not know how to cook." Cynthia says, and a large stove near the back of the mess hall lights up a soft blue.
"Uhhhhh... As long as none of it involves cum, then yeah, sure. No problem." He mutters, chuckling dryly. "I mean... He's a god of lust. Who says none of followers subsist on cum!?"
"He's actually striking pretty close to the truth there. Some very devoted followers mix cum in their daily diets. In fact, some of those are also available. I would recommend you don't check section C on the menu..." Cynthia says, chuckling.
"He's actually striking pretty close to the truth there. Some very devoted followers mix cum in their daily diets. In fact, some of those are also available. I would recommend you don't check section C on the menu..." Cynthia says, chuckling.
"Well... Hedonaz likes sausages. And steak. Especially burgers, so I would assume those are the best." Cynthia says, a glowing blue menu appearing in front of Olivia.
"One double bacon burger with extra cheese coming up..." Cynthia says as the stove comes to life, quickly tossing the ingredients onto the cooking range to whip her up a burger.
About five minutes later, there are two massive double pattied burgers stuffed with bacon, extra cheese, French fries, pickles, lettuce, tomato, and loads of sauce.
About five minutes later, there are two massive double pattied burgers stuffed with bacon, extra cheese, French fries, pickles, lettuce, tomato, and loads of sauce.
Alex doesn't respond, already digging into him own burger, and scarfing it down like nobody's business.
"Do tell me if you would like some more, Olivia." Cynthia says with a chuckle.
"Do tell me if you would like some more, Olivia." Cynthia says with a chuckle.
She looks up with a face covered in sauce and cheese "Umm, no I think I should stop with this one lest I eat myself into a coma" She dives back into her burger, finishing the entire meal three minutes later and rubbing her now full stomach. "Mmm, that is good... really really good."
"Of course. They're all his recipes. Except the cum ones. Those belong to one of his wives." Cynthia says.
"I want another." Alex says bluntly, and is served another one about five minutes later.
"I want another." Alex says bluntly, and is served another one about five minutes later.
"Well, that's a little confusing to explain... See, we have biomass on board, which is converted to food through the process of gene manipulation. I do not know the full details, but it produces food that tastes exactly like the real thing." Cynthia says.
"We produce it over time, as well as recycle it from whatever dead things we happen to find. Even your own waste can be used." Cynthia says.
"Good idea." Cynthia says, and a tentacle reaches down from the ceiling to pat her head. "It's okay if I touch you, right?" She asks, slightly nervous.
"Oh okay. I was a little unsure." Cynthia says, patting her head again before withdrawing the tentacle.
"This ship is groaning a lot... What are you guys talking about?" Alex asks, raising an eyebrow, his mouth covered in grease, cheese, and ketchup from his second burger.
"This ship is groaning a lot... What are you guys talking about?" Alex asks, raising an eyebrow, his mouth covered in grease, cheese, and ketchup from his second burger.