Wraith Worshippers Anonymous - The Chill-Out Hive (Role Playing Thread)

[Mariellelita]

Mar: That sounds wonderful. Now I remember where I heard of them before. I always wanted to visit one and play out historical events.

Chris: That sounds nice.

[Todd's Pet]

Ciannwn: Where did you get holodeck technology from?

Boris: It's certainly an interesting addition to a hive. I'm impressed by Steve's technical expertise. It's good that he's revealing there's more to him than a passionate interest in hair products.

Steve:
TP: Ssshhh, baby, that was meant to be a compliment!

[Mariellelita]

Mar: So, TP, how do you like being Queen? You're lucky to have wraith who let you be the boss of the hive, lol.

Chris: O.O *looks at Mar* Yes, it would be funny to see how life on the hive would be like with you in charge.

Mar:

[Todd's Pet]

I;m a figurehead, really , Mar - I;m lucky because I have such a capable crew of wraith behind me. Not just Todd and Steve, I have a whole crew who have shown their allegiance to me and run the hive like clockwork. I hope over time I will be able to confirm their faith in me and earn their respect as well

[Mariellelita]

I guess that's good too. Maybe it is too soon to have a real human Queen then.

Don't worry, they will like you. I think most of them respect you already. When will I get to meet the new crew, or are you waiting for them to get used to your presence first before introducing them to other worshippers?

[ciannwn]

Boris: You have done remarkably well, TP. After all, you have only been a Queen for two days.

[Todd's Pet]

*2 drones come in one gives TP a note*
*TP reads note*

I think it may be a while yet before I introduce my senior officers to worshippers, I;m afraid, Mar. They're all quite traditional wraith...

I do apologise, *holds up note* I;m needed by my crew, I must take my leave of you. Please do feel free to wander around the hive's uper deck, anywhere you like. But please do not go to the lower deck - that is for wraith only and I can't gauruntee the safety of any human who goes there, other than myself.

My drone will escort you back to your darts when you are ready. Have a good night and sleep well.

*TP exits, taking one drone and Steve with her, leaving one drone behind*

[Todd's Pet]

TP sees Mar, Boris and Ciannwn escorted to their darts by her drone, then rushes back thru to the CO Hive to see what SW Todd and Eddie are up to!

[Mariellelita]

*waves goodbye to TP and wonders around the holodeck*

Mar: *whistles* Looks fancy.

Chris: *suddenly wary b/c of TP's warning* Uh, Mar? Stay close to me. The Commander will kill me if anything were to happen to you.

[Mariellelita]

*Mar and Chris finish wandering and leave back to Boris's hive*

[Todd's Pet]

*TP arrives back at the main central hall*

Todd, what's this note about *holds up a blank sheet of paper* What;s going on.

*Todd laughs* just wanted to hug you goodnight before I go off with SW, Snuggle Bunny!!!!

TP:
Steve: It's late anyway, TP time to go to bed

Eddie, Greg, Bob: Oh Yeah, TP, bedtime, TP!!!

TP *sigh* Nigth night SW, Todd, Steve - I;ll see you all tomorrow. *waves*

TP wanders off toward her rooms with Eddie, Greg and Bob. Just before she enters she sees Sethiroph skulking at the end of the corridor. She nods to him. He nods back and disappears. Greg sees this as he closes the door behind them all.

[Todd's Pet]

TP wakes up early and slips quietly from her rooms and down the corridor.
Checking behind her that no one is watching, she descends to the lower wraith deck...

[see minific below]

[Todd's Pet]

More minifics from Tales of TP's Hive:

Spoiler:

The Alliance (Part 1)

TP looks at the three of them sprawled out all over her bed… how could three huge dreadlocked wraith look so damned cute, she wonders.
Greg is curled up in a foetal position, his knees overhanging the edge of the bed and his dreads flung over his face, but she knows without seeing it that he’s smiling in his sleep.
Bob lies sideways across the bottom, one arm twisted up one of the posts, the other flung over his head, both head and arm hanging in midair off the edge of the bed, his dreadlocks brushing the floor beneath him.
Eddie, being Eddie, takes up three-quarters of the bed, lying spread-eagled on his back. Even in his sleep he’s flexing his feeding hand and muttering in that sleazily sexy way that only Eddie can do.

TP sighs softly. They merely serve to remind her of how different the wraith crew of her own hive are, the ones who have had virtually no interaction with humans other than as food. She wonders how her boys manage to make the distinction between humans for food and humans for play. Then she remembers a conversation she had with Todd a long time ago about humans and their food animals versus their domestic pets. She remembers how she had bridled at the thought of Todd viewing her the way she would a dog, albeit a much loved one.
But now she knows how very much more complicated relationships between wraith and human can be.

In the hush of early morning even the quiet swish of her room door opening sounds loud. TP looks back toward her bedroom, but sees through the doorway that all three are still sleeping soundly. She slips out quickly and silently pads barefoot down the corridor, heading for the turbo lift to the lower deck. As the lift descends she knows it’s not just the rapid downward motion that’s responsible for the disconcerting sensation in her stomach. The door swishes open with a sigh and her heart is hammering in her own ears as she steps out into the corridor of a fully wraith hive, un-modified by any human touch.

She jumps at the sound of a voice to her right. “There is no need for fear, my queen, even here,” Sethiroph says, emerging from the shadows like slow-drifting smoke.
TP squares her shoulders and composes her features as she turns to face him. “I am not afraid.” She says sternly.
“Of course not. My apologies,” Sethiroph says with a wry grin. “It is done?”
“Not yet,” TP replies, “But I have spoken with Queen Ellia. It will be done soon.”
“Good.”

TP senses the meeting is over but Sethiroph remains as if he is waiting for something. Suddenly dawning on her, TP says, “You may go.”
Immediately he turns on his heel and walks briskly down the corridor. She stands and watches him until she can no longer distinguish his form in the dim light, then looks all around her before almost leaping back into the turbo lift. When the door closes she sighs, realising she had been holding her breath all that time. She has to stop herself from sliding down the wall to her knees in sheer relief.
She wonders if she’ll ever get used to going down to the lower deck and if she’ll ever stop feeling like a lamb in a lion’s den when she does.

[Todd's Pet]

*TP returns to her rooms. Walking back into her bedroom, the boys are awake*
Eddie: Hey, TP, where you been?
TP: Bathroom, honey, you don't want to know
Bob: Eeuuw, too much information!
Greg: *shrugs* Humans do what humans have to do...

[rora'sPA]

*Craig arrives aboard TP's hive and smoothes out his hair while he waits for her. PA combed his hair and re-braided it especially for his night-in with TP*