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Vek Vek scowled, glancing back towards Onashi quickly. The human was watching them, but didn't appear to be within earshot. He turned back to Saarrreeaa, whispering.
"Estress cycle natural. Fraternization not optimal, but alleviation possible. Can supply sonic oscillation, ahem, device. Sturdy. Also oils and lubrication both hypoallergenic and heat stimulating."
Her hand was tightening on his arm, and he coughed a bit.
"Erotic media, multi-species capable, interactive holographic programs."
Vek paused, taking a short and sharp inhalation as he blinked.
"Medical authority has special bounds. In brig, can insist on adequate privacy measure. Think of as prescription. Different prescription."
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She stared at him, a horrified expression slowly creeping over her face. "jI... what... no, jI jusst need..."
Saa wasn't sure what to say. It would be better than nothing, but only barely. Her ears drooped. She was never going to get laid, again, ever.
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As she sulked, Vek Vek looked at her neck, just below the jawline. Deep in thought, he reached forward, pivoting her head to the side slightly.
"Hmm. Inflammation. Localized. Feel any lingering throat pain?"
He retrieved a pen light from his jacket, and gestured at her mouth.
"Open please."
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"No pajin," she snapped, but finally opened her mouth, allowing him to look in past her sharp teeth.
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Careful not to get close enough to be overly intrusive or to invite trouble, he angled the light to afford the best view of the back of her mouth and throat. Behind the last few teeth on each side, a familiar swollen redness could be seen.
"Tonsil inflammation. Early stage. Suggest removal."
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She jerked back, putting a hand to her throat. "What!? No, no... jyou can't take them out. jI mean... don't jI need them? Can't jI jussst take a pjill orrr sssomethjing?!"
Saa had been feeling a bit scratchy in her throat lately, but with all her other symptoms she'd barely noticed.
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He backed off scratching the side of his head in confused.
"Antibiotic treatment of inflammation possible. Superfluous. Advise against. Pathogenic immunities always possible side effect of medicinal abuses."
Vek Vek shook his head.
"Besides, tonsilar tissue, evolutionary dead end. No appreciable purpose. Presence exacerbates aforementioned infection opportunities. Removal generally prudent. Quick procedure. Sedation. Over and done in thirty minutes."
He smiled.
"Ice cream afterward."
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She narrowed her eyes at him. "Get me a male to enjojy afterrrwarrrdsss and jyou can keep jyourrr jice crrream." Saa didn't take her hand from her throat. Leave a part of her here? On the Novgorod? Suddenly she became aware of Onashji's eyes boring into her back.
She squared her shoulders, putting her hands on her hips. "Whateverrr, take them out, keep 'em jin a jarrr, jit doesssn't botherrr me. jI jussst wanted to be ssurrre jit wass necesssarrjy."
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"Nothing wrong, is there?" Onashi asked, watching with a small modicum of interest as the girl's hand went to her throat. He was mainly killing time and boredom.
"If she needs someone to pick up pads or those things you stick in for her bloods, count me out," he said, opting for the rudest comment that popped into his head.
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"Nothjing that concerrrnss jyou, forrrda," Saa snapped.
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Putting a hand on her shoulder to steady her temper, Vek turned back to Onashi, half-blinking.
"Mr. Onashi. Remind me to run behavioral tests. On you. Tourettes Syndrome. Neurological impediments lowering inhibitions."
He scratched his chin.
"Alternatively, muzzle."
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He held up his hands, though his smirk never left his face.
"No muzzling needed, doc," he said with a laugh, before miming out zipping his mouth shut.
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With that crisis momentarily settled, the Doctor returned his full attention to Saa, gesturing for her to lie on the examination table.
"Please lie back and relax. Will administer gas and injected sedation. Have music available to elicit relaxation."
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She swallowed hard, and then hopped up on the medical bed, her tail curled slightly around the outside of her leg as she reclined. Saa's head turned a little and she regarded Onashi with a baleful gaze as the doctor put a plastic mask by her delicate nose.
Her eyes slowly closed.
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The Doctor worked fastidiously, not caring to prolong the felinoid's ordeal. Tonsil tissue was excised and discarded, thankfully with little pus discharge as the infected tissue had been discovered early.
Within a span of perhaps twenty minutes, Saarrreeaa was drained, cauterized, sutured, and packed full of wadding. It was a textbook procedure. At last, the Durwi physician stood straight, and removed his rubber gloves. He noticed Onashi still standing where he was, gawking.
"Patient performed admirably. Needs time to recover. Anesthesia will soon lapse."
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Onashi shrugged, and took a few steps toward her.
"Great. Are we going to wake her up, or am I going to have to carry her back to her cell? I don't feel like waiting."
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The Doctor frowned. Onashi's brusque insistence on action defied medical convention.
"Rest. Recovery. If you wish to observe, do so. Still my patient. Still under care."
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Some time later...
Saa stirred restlessly, her eyes opening slowly and blinking against the light. She rolled her head to the side and her nostrils flared slightly as she inhaled, a heady, musky scent with a tinge of sweat and impatience. She licked her lips and reached out with one hand, grabbing the front of the male's shirt and pulling him close to her with a surprisingly strong arm.
The other hand went into his hair, pulling his face down and she locked lips with him, her tail pressing into his crotch as she manhandled him onto the bed with her.
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Onashi had gotten bored. Very bored. Watching the spitfire asleep wasn't nearly as entertaining as bothering her awake.
He even took a nap, waking up before the girl. Thankfully by that time the doc was gone, though truthfully the mercenary was surprised. He'd have thought the doc to be wary enough to stay in the med-bay whenever there were others there.
Finally losing his control, he stood and marched over to the girl, intent on picking her up and carrying her back to her cell; only she awakened and started smothering him with her lips.
Now if only she wasn't so strong; she wasn't so strong as to hold him there against his will, but it was getting difficult. He grinned against the 'amorous' cizerack girl's lips and had his hands drift down to squeeze her ass tightly, and adding a little pinch for good measure.
If she was still up for a good round of sex after that, he'd just have to do the deed and settle her addled mind down then.
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Her claws emerged from her fingertips, little sharp pinpricks against his skin as she straddled him, her eyes still half closed. Saarrreeaa ran her hands down his chest, his shirt tearing into ribbons but his skin untouched except for a light scratch or two. The baggy jumpsuit she was wearing was somehow already sagging around her waist, her upper body completely free as she bent over him and licked up the center of his chest while her hands went to work on his belt and pants.