Tyrant. Scrapper. Part 5. Damantha Makarova

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      «About..?» he asked.

      «Do you swim? Or will you sink?» she chuckled, stepping towards the others. «Will you join us, or will you sulk all alone on the sands?»

      Hunter looked down at his body. He knew he was heavy, but Laneth told him that, technically, he should be able to swim without issue.

      «I mean… I don’t know.» he replied a moment later. «Laneth said it’s possible that I could swim, I just…»

      «Do you want to try it out?» Serena nodded to the ocean. «Or are you scared?»

      Hunter hesitated for a moment and looked at his hands again:

      «You might say that…»

      «Don’t worry, if you sink, we’ll fish you out.» Serena chuckled, heading to the water. «If I can overcome my fear of you… you can overcome fear of drowning.»

      Hunter felt a smile appearing on his lips and followed the woman.

      The next few hours they all enjoyed the cool waters of an Essarian ocean – even Hunter, who could, in fact, stay afloat and swim without having to fight against the water.

      As the day continued, and Kayla got a bit tired of all the running and swimming, Serena and Laneth kept her company when she was resting on the shore, watching the men relaxing and discussing something in the water.

      «Captain?» Kayla glanced at the woman. «Can we have a girls night out? Just us girls?»

      «Girls night out?» Serena frowned.

      «Kayla proposed to go out and see if the Entertainment Centre is as good as advertised.» Laneth giggled. «Our men agreed that you could use a bit of… a breather.»

      «Even Hunter?»

      «Hunter, Lindon, Wolfin, Cipher, Pher and Taliesin – all of them agreed with me!» Kayla grinned widely. «Why wouldn’t they? I’m smart!»

      «And what will they do while we’re out?» Serena tilted her head.

      «Who cares?»

      «I think they said something about teaching Hunter and all the others the Veluthian poker?» Laneth shrugged.

      Serena sighed heavily. That wasn’t a game she would prefer Hunter knowing how to play. Especially with his new body – he could easily leave a couple of broken bones with a single punch. And Veluthian poker was exactly that – punches thrown when someone lost. The winner was supposed to be not only good at cards and placing bets, but also receiving punches and staying clearheaded afterwards.

      «Yeah, who cares about card games?» Kayla slapped her palms together. «Come on! Let’s go! I really want us girls to spend some time together.»

      Serena exchanged glances with Laneth and sighed heavily again:

      «Fine. I guess you’re right. I could use a bit of… entertainment.»

      «Yay!» Kayla jumped up, happy to hear the Captain agree to her little plan. «Can we go shopping first? Laneth said we can buy some new clothes!»

      Serena shrugged, smiling at the girl. Buying some new clothes could be useful and relaxing. Perhaps, she’d be able to find herself something interesting. Or, maybe, she’ll get her crew something as well – as a thank you for all the hard work they’ve done while they were chasing Falana.

      Chapter 3. Entertainment

      Elijah was bored.

      Even though he owned Essara and had the best spots to have his vacation, there was nothing that excited him there any longer. He grew bored with the women that hung themselves onto him. He felt the drinks becoming sour. He no longer wanted to bask in the sun or gamble his money away in the casinos around the planet.

      It was, of course, a great investment, but not a single establishment offered the necessary excitement any more.

      Elijah wandered the streets of the Entertainment Centre – the city he build especially for the people on vacation, so that they could find every possible way to spend their money and lift their spirits before returning to whatever dull lives they had outside of their vacations.

      He glanced back at the couple of bodyguards following him inconspicuously, but closely, and thought if he could ever escape them to find some kind of excitement in the simple attempt to keep them elsewhere.

      The man sighed, realising that he couldn’t do that – the tracking chip, implanted into his body, would signal them his location.

      A couple of beautiful women passed him and Elijah suddenly froze in awe – he was looking at a strange sight in this expensive place. It was a woman – a beautiful silver-haired young woman, who was wearing an eyepatch. He studied her lean, well-trained body and wandered who she was and what she was doing on Essara.

      She was obviously on vacation – with her friend, or partner, and a child walking by her side – but he never thought someone, who could afford a vacation on Essara, wouldn’t be able to afford a cybernetic eye or a specially grown replacement.

      Intrigued, Elijah slipped into the crowd, following the woman and feeling his heart filling with excitement for the first time in a long time.

      He followed them from one establishment to another, watching them purchasing things with ease, as if they didn’t have to bother themselves about money, and this made him even more intrigued to see them there – something didn’t add up.

      When Elijah saw the amount they spent in one of the clothes shops, he was beginning to feel himself a hunter out on a prowl. He watched the women and the child, and at some point began to question his first impression about the trio. The women did not, in fact, act like a couple. Instead, they seemed to be good friends – at least, that’s how it looked from his perspective.

      Even stranger was the girl – if before Elijah thought the women adopted her, now his thoughts turned to them being either her nannies or, perhaps, distant relatives?

      Elijah had too many questions and so little answers.

      And then he began noticing some details that made him shiver from excitement even more.

      The white-silver haired woman kept glancing around – inconspicuously, but definitely for a reason. And though she was smiling, he knew – she was attentive to her surroundings.

      She acted like she was a bodyguard of sorts.

      But she definitely didn’t earn like the bodyguards he ever encountered – even his own.

      Even more intriguing was the patch that covered her eye – if she had so much money to spend, why hadn’t she acquired services of a surgeon to grow herself a new eye? Or make a cybernetic implant she could definitely afford?

      When the women sat down at an open-space cafeteria to enjoy some drinks, Elijah was already eager to approach them. He spent a bit of time contemplating how to do that without raising suspicion.

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