And the conversation was really spoiling what little appetite she had!
It was at that point that she recalled that Reuel had thrown her entire squad into the brig. She didn't have anybody to watch her back and the scary-big cyborg wanted to hump!
To her relief, the cyborg--Basil--took the plate and finished off her food.
It didn't last long--the relief or the food. "You will consider allowing me to sex you?"
"Uh ... well, I'll think about it. Right now I think I need to find my squad."
"They are in the brig for disorderly conduct."
Maybe she should consider doing something disorderly so she could be locked up with them, she wondered uneasily? It seemed preferable to rattling aroundoutsidethe brig with so many cyborgs--especiallyif they were all horny like this one!
"I am not ... handsome? You do not desire me?"
Danika gaped at him. Hewashandsome. How could he have so little sense of self that he didn't know that? He was also damned persistent! "I didn't say that. I said I'd think about it!"
"How long will you require to think about it?"
As long as it took to get somewhere that was safe!
"Hey! You seem like a nice guy. But I already have three guys, you know?" She'd hoped that would settle the matter even if it wasn't exactly the truth.
He looked angry again. "You allow them to sex you? I have no squad leader now. I could join your squad."
Danika rolled her eyes. "I think the word you're looking for is fuck," she said tightly. "And I'm not in the fucking mood, ok?"
She'd more than half expected him to get angrier. Instead, he seemed to consider for several moments. "When do you think you might be in the fucking mood?"
"I'll let you know!" she snapped, jolting to her feet.
It was almost too much for her weakened state. Darkness swarmed for several moments and she thought she was going to pass out again. Evidently, she wasn't good at hiding it either. Basil scooped her up before she could collapse. Her head spun as he turned almost in the same motion. "What are you doing?" she demanded weakly.
"Taking you to sickbay."
Relieved, hopeful that she'd finally settled the matter and wouldn't have to fight him off when he got her back to sickbay, she relaxed against him.
Really, he was damned attractive. Despite the very bizarre conversation, she couldn't help but find him physically appealing--what was not to like?
It was deeply disturbing that they--he--had no social skills--at all!
It was also sad.
Poor thing! She'd thought theothersoldiers--the human ones--were heavy-handed at seduction!
At least poor Basil had an excuse for it.
It made her feel bad for him--for all of them. How well equipped were they to survive in the 'real' world when they had nothing to fall back on but whatever programming the damned company had seen fit to give them? With the data in their databanks?
As he'd pointed out, they were very good at killing because that was all they'd been designed for.
* * * *
Danika was only semi-conscious when Basil deposited her on the examination table once more. She couldn't decide if she was fatigued to that point or if it was weakness from a combination of weeks of almost no food and the admittedly minor surgery, but she was more tempted to go with it and seek oblivion than alarmed about it.
Particularly since it occurred to her that Basil was bound to get bored and leave if she was completely unresponsive to his attempts to 'seduce' her.
That thought was enough to induce her to feign sleep/unconsciousness, but she played possum long enough waiting for Basil to give up and go away that she actuallydidfall asleep.
