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Délise nearly purred, once her tail found what she was looking for. Alien he might be, but he had all the right things to keep her very happy. She let him run his hands along her wings and tail. Her tail especially was quite sensitive, nearly making jump when he grabbed the base of it. She shifted a little closer to him.

“No pain. Rather, it feels quite pleasant,” she could feel his breath against her neck, and she shivered. Délise wasn't sure just how much Orion knew about this sort of 'ritual', but she very much anticipated giving him a long first lesson.

Once Orion was on the bed, Délise pressed her back against him. She leaned back, wrapping her arms around his neck and closing the gap between them once he moved his arms. To tempt his elsewhere, she started to expose more of her sleek carapace. It cupped her chest, expanding underneath and spilling out of her bikini top.

“How is that?” Délise's voice dropped low and airy. She bent her head back and nearly teased Orion's neck with her lips when she heard something below them. Footsteps. Climbing. Up the ladder.

“Délise? Orion?” Fleur was calling out to them at the base of the ship, not hesitating to start up her climb.

Not now... Délise growled, unable to help keep herself quiet. “Oh no. She shouldn't see me like this,” Délise didn't want to explain why. She couldn't change back fast enough, but at least she could push away from Orion and act casual.
 

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"I'd want to feel pleasant for once..."

There was an honesty in his low voice that felt absent from his previous statements. There was no jumping around with strange questions and mistimed comments. Just him giving his thoughts to the open air and anyone who wanted to hear them. The hug he gave her from behind, and his arms wrapping around her waist, spoke of something a little more personal than usual.

He gave her hair another deep sniff and rested his chin on her shoulder, letting her hold him place. She might not have been able to see his gaze, but it trailed downward to her little show. His response was to nod and kiss her shoulder.

The robot arm was the first to notice Fleur's words and presence, and Orion was the last. It took a moment for him to realize why she pulled away from him. But when he did, it was an instant change. He literally leaped from the bed, did a roll, and stood up right in front of the hatch where Fleur would be coming through. He slapped his cheeks and looked down at himself.

"Uh oh. Um..."

He spotted the discarded towel and put it on again, this time around his waist, covering the front. With his male-ness sufficiently covered for the time being, he put on his smile again and leaned down through the hatch to look right at Fleur.

"Up here~! Come on up and join in! OH! Maybe I scan your many boneseses in detail now!"
 

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While Orion charged towards the hatch, where Délise presumed he was stalling Fleur, she concentrated on pulling back in her demonic aspects. The carapace faded first, then her horns. Her wings were last, slowly withering into stubs before pulling back into Délise's skin. It didn't hurt, but it felt weird and stuffy. Kind of like wearing a tight corset without the crushing sensation.

Fleur was half-way up the ladder when she noticed Orion's face. He sent her a look of surprise, or maybe apprehension, before he faded for a moment and returned. Fleur smiled at him, a little awkwardly, when he poked his head straight out of the hatch.

“Join in? So she's in there, is she...” Fleur narrowed her eyes, but ultimately she nodded and let herself up the ladder. Once she was in, Fleur looked around to find her sister. There Délise was, sitting on the bed and leaning against the wall like nothing scandalous happened. Fleur hardly believed it.

“I was just showing Orion some of my other powers. He showed me around in his ship,” Délise grinned, playfully kicking her feet about as they dangled over the bed.

Yeah, I bet you were. Fleur swayed her hair side to side, letting it untangle a little before she grabbed the whole lot of it and squeezed it together. She bound her hair back into her more characteristic ponytail.

“So, this was like, a space ship before?” Fleur looked around. She didn't have a clue what any of this stuff was on the floor or partially connected to the walls. The only thing that seemed active was the glove mounted onto the ship, examining them all. It was a little creepy, but at least it wasn't Orion's actual arm. He had a real one hiding underneath the gadget.

“Boneseses?” Fleur paused a moment. Oh, he meant her bones. “Um, like with an x-ray?” She giggled. She doubted he was crazy enough to ask for a biopsy. Fleur was pretty fearless, but getting cut open wasn't high on her bucket list.
 

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"Yes. Yes. Yes! Your sister's powers are most interesting! But she has yet to reveal her so-called secrets. She keeps teasing me with them!"

With Fleur's back momentarily turned toward him, Orion gave himself a quick once-over. Judging that everything had settled down, he removed the towel again and hung it on his shoulder.

"Yes. It used to be. Before it crashed. Now it's my home! It's unlikely that I'll have it repaired to full capacity without the necessary parts... Anyway, yes! X-Rays! Whatever you call it now. Just give me a moment..."

With his energy back, Orion started digging through several piles of junk and metal and gadgets and tools. Sometimes he would throw a trinket or tool over his shoulder as he discounted it. If there was one thing that could be called recognizable about the tools and instruments, it was that they all were clearly labeled in typical technical style, just in an unknowable language. Besides these words were also the same symbol: Two circles making a Venn Diagram and a double sided arrow through the both of them.

"Hm.... You wanted to keep all your skin, right? Right."

One more gadget was thrown over his shoulder, which sparked a few times as it hit the floor, before he finally produced a gadget that looked like a small satellite dish with a handle and screen attached. He handed it to the robot arm with held it and pointed it at Fleur.

"Now, um, stand still and we'll get a nice picture of your insides!"
 

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“She's quite the tease,” Fleur commented, peering back at her innocent-present sister. At least is sounded like Délise hadn't done anything too ridiculous. Though Fleur certainly doubted she could chaperone he 'younger' twin all over the place around Orion.

Even x-rays weren't necessarily safe. More often than not they weren't, but Orion at least didn't seem to be interested in cutting Fleur to bits. That was a decent start. She stared at the diagrams on each of the instruments, all of them quite illegible and nonsensical to her. This guy was definitely from far out.

“Yes, please,” Orion didn't sound entirely like he was making a joke. In fact, Fleur feared he wasn't. He was happy enough to consider her safety, and it eased her worries a little bit. She stood in place, keeping her hands at her sides and putting on a small, ironic smile while she waited for the machine to activate.

Délise, meanwhile, patted the bed out and adjusted her top, displaced a little by the carapace forming under it. Honestly, she couldn't help but feel jealous when Orion all of a sudden fawned over Fleur's skeleton. It's not Délise's fault her powers weren't so obvious...

However, she did have a plan. She just needed a bit of sand from her feet and from the ground, and the hair she kept from Fleur's head. It was still fresh with a bit of her sister's essence. The sandman was about to pay Fleur an early visit.

Délise placed the hair and sand into the same palm, closing it and scrunching the sand and hair against each other. The small rocks in the sand would grind up her hair until it essentially disintegrated, and Délise activated her spell.

Fleur yawned heavily. Must have been the sun tiring her... she really could use a nap. “Uh...” Fleur rubbed her eyes. “I don't I slept so well last night.” She struggled to keep her eyes open, looking to Orion's bed. It looked so comfortable.

“Do you mind if I just...lay down...for a minute...” Fleur asked Orion, slowly stumbling to his bed. Délise sat up from it, gracefully inviting her sister to lie down with a knowing smirk. Fleur was out the moment she hit the mattress.
 

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"Alright... And.... X-RAY OR WHATEVER!"

The robot arm activated the X-Ray-like device and began panning up and down Fleur's body. Orion stood nearby and watched the screen as it showed Fleur's insides, nodding and making intrigued noises. At one point, he raised an eyebrow and walked behind Fleur while the machine went about its business.

"You're sisters... Yet you don't have a tail..."

He crouched down right behind Fleur to put himself eye level with her bottom, and he was just about ready to conduct further investigations on the presence or absence of a tail when she yawned and stumbled away.

The device turned itself off once she started off while it and Orion watched her flop down on the bed. Orion looked to the robot arm questioningly, and it gave the best imitation of a shrug it could give.

"Huh. Okay... Does that normally happen? Do X-Rays put her to sleep or something?"

Then, giving Delise a quick look-over, he spotted her clenched fist and mischievous smirk. It only took a moment for him to put it together, and he too developed a bit of a smirk to match her's. He approached her and crossed his arms sarcastically, then spoke in that same low, honest tone he showed before they were interrupted.

"I imagine that was your... Hex, was it?"
 

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“It's a little complicated,” Délise explained as Fleur drowsily escaped Orion's prodding and fell to sleep. “What powers we have aren't related, strangely enough.” She unclenched her hand and let the beads of sand tumble between her fingers. Hearing Orion figure it out widened Délise's smirk. He was starting to figure things out, fortunately.

“That's right. Little bad things, or hexes. I can make someone sleepy, sick, incontinent... so long as I have the right ingredients and a piece of them to focus the power.” She stepped away from the bed and met Orion part of the way, her half-lidded eyes trained on his and with a pleased smile.

“Now, where were we...” Her wings spread out once more. It was much faster for to bring it out again, given she only partially suppressed it all. Her tail flicked behind her, “I have one or two more things to show you, if you're interested.”

She glided one hand down his toned chest, her nails just faintly scratching against him. “Not a hex though. How about... something to make you feel pleasant?”
 

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"Hehehe... I thank you for choosing 'sleepy' instead of those other things..."

There was little doubt about it. This Orion, the Orion that Delise had teased out in private, was a different beast than the one Fleur was privy to. This Orion maintain the intelligence of the gadgeteer pilot that crashed the ship, but without the filter of rolling-around nonsense she had seen earlier. His words were more even and straight to the point, and his eyes were glinting with wit instead of sparkling with cheer.

"Hm... Should I...?"

His eyes tore themselves away long enough to eye the unconscious Fleur over Delise's shoulder. He feigned hesitation, perhaps wondering if humoring Delise would be appropriate while her sister was right there and put to sleep.

Then he turned to look at the robot hand, which was only just hovering behind him. It, sensing the situation, hurriedly retracted back into the ceiling and shut the hatch door on the floor. Satisfied, he returned to look at the much closer Delise, grinning quite toothily.

"I suppose it's technically been a long time since I've had something so nice, and I could probably count it as research..."

Taking the towel from over his shoulder, he took it both hands and looped it behind Delise's neck so he could pull her right up against him and he could look right into her eyes with a daring yellow stare.

"Show me what you got."
 

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It was almost night and day. It was almost like... Fleur and Délise themselves. The moment Fleur was in the picture, Orion was this energetic, bounding guy full of curiosity and mirth. The moment he was alone with Délise, he had a different sort of appetite. One more to her own temperament.

She let the towel loop around her, though gasped the moment he pulled. Délise landed and rested against his body, her hands sliding from front to back and pressing herself against Orion. “I'm to be your research, now?” Délise grinned, sliding a finger into his hair and twirling it along her nail. “Keep your eyes and ears open, then. I don't want you to miss anything.”

With her hand in his hair, Délise pressed it against Orion's head and pulled it down towards her. Délise's lips just missed his own, instead going straight for the jawline below his ear. She pulled Orion in tighter, shifting her body against him and trying to push him up against the wall.

So much junk on the floor though... bloody Fleur taking up the bed too. But nothing could really keep Délise from getting what she wanted, in the end. She'd show him what it meant to play with a succubus, soon enough.
 

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"I'm a professional, Delise. I'm going to be taking in everything you do."

The ends of the towel came together and he held both with one hand, holding the young demon-woman close in a fluffy neck hold. Orion's freed hand mimicked Delise's movements and circled around to her back, pressing her just a little more against him. But it would not be satisfied with just rubbing her silky smooth skin. No. It drifted downwards along her spine and back to her tail, where it took a gentle hold of it.

As Orion enjoyed the kiss on his jaw, his eyes were momentarily distracted by the robot arm peeking out from the ceiling from behind Delise again. The two silently exchanged what could tentatively be called "looks". The arm, still holding the "X-Ray" device from earlier, motioned to try and use it on Delise. Orion's glare told it to bugger off with that, and a sideways glance gave it it's next instruction. The arm silently retracted away just as the pilot's seat rotated to face them.

"How about we take a seat, hm?"

The pilot's seat was large and articulated, like a powered recliner. Upright, it did its job of holding the pilot. But as it leaned back and retracted some of its more obtrusive elements, it turned into something that could quite comfortably hold two people. Granted, one would have to be in the lap of the other.
 
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