Jana walked over to her door. “Okay.”
Tori looked at her mate. She didn’t know what she thought of the big red guy with horns. Especially when he kept looking at her like that.
Did he want to screw her or throw her out into the vacuum of space.
Re-lee gestured to the middle door. “Olmed and Tori, this residence will be yours.”
Olmed crossed to the door.
He didn't do 'ladies first,' evidently. She rolled her eyes and followed him to the apartment door, noticing how the shirt he wore seemed to be loose along his spine, like a odd-shaped pleat or something.
Maybe it’s a fashion, she thought to herself.
“Guess that leaves you and me,” Polly said, glancing at the tall green one with the tail. “Erzo, wasn’t it?”
He nodded. “Polly. Interesting name. You may have to tell me more about the idiom of it sometime.”
She smirked. “I am not sure I know the answer. It’s a common name on my world.”
“And if this doesn’t work out?” Tori asked, glancing at Olmed. The top of her head came to the top of his shoulders. The curve of his horns wrapped around the side of his head almost like a ram.
Or a certain space princess’s famous cinnamon roll hairstyle.
Great. Now I’m never getting that out of my head, she mused as she faced Re-lee.
“You do get to go home,” Re-lee said.
Tori nodded. At least there was that. Though at this point, she wasn’t sure what she’d be going home to.
Stefan?
Not exactly a promising future.
Re-lee drew her attention. “The residences are the nicest ones we have. I even arranged for some special time together for the six of you, considering the circumstances. My assistant arranged several outings for you all.”
She started handing out cards. “Here, from the IDA. I’m sure you’ll need to do some shopping to get some items specific to your tastes.”
Tori took hers and stared at it. “Is there a limit to how much I can get?”
“No more than I can carry,” Olmed muttered.
“I bet you can carry a lot.” With his broad shoulders and thick arms, she doubted there wasn’t much he couldn’t carry.
He glared at her. “You have no idea.”
She grinned. She loved the idea of shopping. Alien or not, she would enjoy being able to go see what was considered fashion here. If anything. From the way that everyone she’d seen so far had been dressed, there were a lot of long tunic type outfits with drapes of clothing. Nothing, however, that jumped out as fashionable.
“Tomorrow, my assistant, Addigale, will be by to help you ladies get assimilated. Unfortunately, I need to go, but each of your apartments has meals inside when you’re ready, and some necessities,” Re-lee said.
Tori’s stomach rumbled at the thought of food, and she followed Olmed into the apartment. Fancy hotel suite.
Whatever.
Same difference.
Had that vibe.
She wasn’t complaining. It could have been a hovel of a bunk like in science fiction movies where everyone had those little metal cells they called rooms.
