War Games (Alien Instincts)
lifetime was what Markar was offering her. That he gave her the offer made her trust Markar that much more. She turned more towards him and waited with baited breath at what wonders he would tell her about next. “So why do your people travel around the universe trying to find intelligent life?”
    “They are diplomatic missions. We try to find species to form allies with.”
    Rae had heard that before. “I know that, but why do you want to find new allies? Why go to all the effort of discovering new life?”
    Markar looked confused. He seemed to think about his answer. “Other than traveling throughout the universe for the pure sake of discovery? We don’t remember. It has been millennia since our ancestor’s ancestors gave the First Directive. We have long since forgotten why we were given this mission, we only strive to complete it.” Markar looked off into the distance, as if he was remembering something from long ago that he couldn’t quite grasp. “Every Morian citizen is tasked with the edict of searching the stars for other civilizations. It is the basis of our culture.”
    Rae pondered that. Having travel be the basis of a culture was hard to imagine. She thought it would be very lonely, but perhaps the Morians weren’t such social creatures as humans. “How long do you have to travel?”
    “I do not know how to put it in measurements you would understand. Suffice it to say it is a long time. I am not nearly done with my Directive’s time.”
    Rae wasn’t sure about wandering around space for the rest of her life. “So you will take me to a couple of planets that you plan to visit, and then you’ll return me to Earth?” she asked apprehensively. Since Rae was paying careful attention to Markar’s face, she was able to see the first signs of dishonesty he had shown throughout their entire conversation. For some reason, every time she brought up returning her to Earth, Markar would show blatant reluctance. Rae watched as he frowned and his eyes began to dart all over the room, finally landing on her and slowly making their way down her form. They stopped at her chest, and remained there.
    Rae shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she waited for Markar to answer her question. As the seconds ticked by, her anger grew. “What? You’ve never seen boobs before?” Rae said defensively, as she self-consciously crossed her arms.
    “No, I have not. What are they? What purpose do they serve?” Markar asked as he frowned and once again glanced at her chest in utter confusion.
    “Oh no you don’t! We’re not getting into that again! It’s my turn to ask the questions!” When Markar finally lifted his eyes from her chest, he saw that she seemed to be very angry. Rae shifted further away from him. Widening his eyes innocently, he pretended as if he had never brought the subject up.

    Communication
    Rae had been with Markar for a while now on their way to the next planet on his list, and each day she was finding herself more and more aware of him as a male. It was making their interactions that much more awkward and tension filled as the days went on.
    She knew a lot of her feelings had to do with the fact that he was the only man she had been around in a long time, even if he wasn’t actually a hu man. But Rae knew that wasn’t just it, and that knowledge made her nervous. She was more aware of Markar on a primal physical attraction level than she had ever been any man in her life. He was undoubtedly handsome by human standards, and Rae was surprised to find herself thinking that it was a shame his species wasn’t interested in females. It was at these times she realized she was crazy.
    She tried to get rid of all her tension by keeping up with her workout routines, and not just because it was one of the only things she had to do on Markar’s ship. It was after one of these workouts that she was making her way to the showers and happened to see Markar. He had just bathed and his hair was dripping down
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