Leesa used her arms to push herself to her feet; she asian remembered that she was wounded, but for some reason no pain came from where the blasts had struck her. Peeling back the ripped and burned fabric, she exposed her wounds only to find them completely healed, with no evidence of the injuries besides the holes in her uniform. She changed her opinion about the worm, now thinking about it in a good light, rather than being mistrustful, but she was still perplexed. Why had its makeup not registered on the tricorder? Why had it helped her? And where had it gone? To answer that last question, she began searching the room, looking behind the crates and under the biobed, where the Romulan woman's corpse still lay. Nearer the doorway, the other Romulan lay spread-eagled; his wounds from their melee combined with her phaser beam to his face had apparently rendered him comatose, as his breathing was very light. Finding it against the hatchway that led to the stairwell, Leesa came close and opened her tricorder to once again scan it. The worm was barely moving, prompted to when her shadow fell over it, it wriggled somewhat more weakly than before. Brunette “Glad you are better.” The artificial translation came through the tricorder. With a reflexive smile cutting through the concern etched on her face, Leesa thanked the unknown alien; the tricorder projecting her words in holographic gestures. ‘I might have died if it wasn't for you. Are you alright? How can I help you?’ “I need fluid, a wet environment, to sustain myself.” After imploring it to wait where it was, Leesa hastened over to the few stacked crates in the corner where she had fallen and began searching through them. It seemed that most of the crates were filled with Romulan databases that had been somehow wiped of information, and that only two of the worm creatures had been brought here, apparently without replacement fluid. The little crate that she had fetish upended in her fall lay on its side on the floor, the fluid it had contained had evaporated. Her search had turned up nothing suitable to hold the creature, so she returned to it. She knelt beside it, and conversed via the tricorder. ‘The fluid they brought you in is gone, and there is no more. How can I help you?’ “Last chance for me is inside you.” Leesa furrowed Hardcore her brow, wondering what it could mean. Then it dawned on her, and she glanced back over her shoulder at the Romulan female corpse still adorning the biobed across the room. The corpse with it's midsection blown open. Her eyes shifted back to the dying worm, her thoughts racing as the situation became clear. ‘The Romulans attempted to do something similar to what you are asking me to allow you to do. The corpse of one of japanese them is laying in the corner with a hole where her stomach used to be. How do I know the same thing will not happen to me?’’ The worm hesitated before responding, “I have nothing to give you but my promise that I will not harm you.” Leesa stood up, snapping shut her tricorder. She set it on a table and ran her fingers through her black hair. At this point it came down to what she valued more; the sovereignty of her body, or the ideals of Starfleet. It is Starfleet's mission to seek out new life, and she had found it, only to have it die in front of her. Unless she allowed the one thing to happen to keep it alive, which was at the very least a disturbing act, and at the most, a deadly one. Kara shakes her head. Why would I be on the road searching for her for so many years. My hands cupped both her breasts as she grabbed my dick again. I'm sure I would still watch it! She’s as messy as a cum-guzzling whore. The CG boys came into the house, locking the front door and heading into the kitchen. “Well, start moving that ass,” Petra said. 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