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#xener is BACK BABY
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I'm BAAACKKKK - at least for the most part
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Eyo! It's been a bit! I am better now and I have some time to write n work on my projects. Though I have no idea how consistent I will be, there will be an attempt to update everything Believe me when I say I haven't stopped thinking of my silly headcanons or fanfics. Mostly gravitated around them and worked on personal projects I've yet to release.
If you've stuck around and wondered about my existence- Tysm! I apologize for the lack of activity but soon I shall be thriving once more Headcanons will have a return! That much is true! And I will try to also be more widepsread with other fandoms I'm a part of. STAY TUNED MY BUTTERFLIES, WE COOKIN <3
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rebeckyelsie · 7 years
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Respect
“Stay away from xim.” She pronounced each word slowly, very different from the way she normally spoke, and the humans who had threatened Xener frowned. One of them, the one who had taunted Xener the most, smiled at Laurel but it didn’t seem very nice to Xener. “Now, sweetheart-” Laurel frowned as the male continued. “We were just having a bit of fun with your pal, no harm done. But, you know, I could find you a much better time than whatever you do with it.” 
Laurel withdrew the long sharp object from her waist belt and held its point out toward the group of males.  
“You’re trained, baby?”
“As if I would join a ship without being trained.” Again her tone of voice was unusual, but Xener had not yet learned the exact meaning of this new tone that Laurel was using. It did not sound like her normal friendly tone. 
The other men in the group kept looking at the main speaker of their group and his eyes were staring at Laurel’s. She started smiling, but again Xener noted that something was off about her smile. 
“You want to come find out exactly how skilled I am?” She was speaking in her normal tone, but the other males seemed to be getting more nervous, as noted by their shuffling feet and frequent glances at the main male. 
Laurel reached into her boot and pulled out a smaller sharp object, similar to the one she already held. “I’m an expert at throwing knives. Care for a demonstration?” 
“Exactly what is going on here?” Offer Karl’s voice boomed across the room from the doorway he was standing in. 
“Nothing, Officer. Just some cross-species harassment with a bit of sexual harassment added.” Laurel put both of her sharp objects away while turning toward Officer Karl. 
The male across from them was no longer smiling and turned toward the officer. Now he seemed nervous and his friends all seemed downcast, if their faces were any indication to Xener. “Nothing, sir. A misunderstanding. I certainly didn’t seem for any of it to be taken like that. 
“How long do you think you have to be onboard to be trusted, Private Doss?” The officer was speaking to the main male, who licked his lips before answering, “I don’t know, sir.” 
“Interesting. Do you know how long Lieutenant Clipps has been onboard?” Officer Karl gestured toward Laurel. Now Private Doss began shifting on his feet before simply saying “No, sir.” He was speaking much quieter than before, Xener noted. Xe really did need to revisit the “Human Nuances” section of the Human Handbook. 
“Four sun cycles. You have been here for four months. I suggest that you respect her and leave her alone. As for cross-species harassment, that can be grounds for crew suspension. This is your first warning.” Officer Karl stepped closer to the group of silent, still men. “All of you, this is your first warning. You won’t get a second.” He turned, nodded at Laurel and Xener, then turned back toward the men. “Actually, Lieutenant, isn’t sexual harassment also grounds for suspension from the crew?”
Laurel nodded with a serious expression on her face at the group of men who were still silent and not moving. 
“I leave it to your discretion, Lieutenant.” Officer Karl left the room without another word. The men were all watching Laurel now and Xener was very happy that Officer Karl had taken her accusations seriously. Laurel was respected as one of the fairest humans onboard and most passionate about unifying all species throughout space, giving her a great deal of trust from the officers onboard. 
“Gentlemen, I trust that none of this will happen again, to anyone you come in contact with, correct?”
A united “Yes, Ma’am” came from the group of men, who seemed to be a bit paler than they had been minutes earlier. 
Laurel smiled at them. “Good.” She turned to Xener. 
“Come. I believe lunch will be served soon.”
As Xener exited toward the mess hall with her, he was once again thankful that he had found such a good human to be friends with.  
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IM SO CLOSE TO FINISHING UP MY SEMESTER OH MY GOD I CAN GO BACK TO MY SILLY FICS AAAAAAAAAA
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