Lost Little Kitty
Arean and Cassier cuddled close to each other as they worried and fussed over each other. Neither one of them doubted what Missel said - with Gariab arrested and no doubt facing charges soon it wouldn't be safe for any adult in the industry to be in town, maybe even on the planet. Missal's plan to use Gariab's ticket to lay low would be useful. Both girls' knew that Missel was already making plans to take advantage of this but neither of them was too worried about this.
"I can't believe your going to be gone for a year." Cassier was moping. Still with the V on her hand indicating the voluntary rejuve she'd undergone for 'Work Purposes' - Arean cuddled the younger girl.
At the age of fifteen Cassier, like most of Missal's sponsored kids, would be under the radar of most of the criminal code. Even if they were picked up they classified as juveniles at this point and would simply be put with a strict family - no rejuve.
Rejuvenated children weren't in the same class as regular children anyhow - no matter how you cut it they were capable of making their own decisions and if they decided to have sex then this wasn't a crime.
What was the crime was that any full adults who took part in sex with them and any adults who encouraged it.
Of course this was a double standard. Everybody knew this! But at 23 and legally an adult Arean was capable of being caught and tried to the full force of the law. Missel too! Heck, Missel would probably get a black circle sentence if he was charged and since all his children were consenting and grateful of the money Missal's sponsoring got them none of them wanted that.
Arean specifically; she was Missal's pride - the Kindern with the superstar's body! People envied Arean for her body, for her fur! All of Arean's clients paid more willingly that what they did for most of her co-workers simply because Arean LOOKED worth it! It was like armature porn compared to the highest ranking adult entertainers, Arean was considered at that level.
She didn't want too just throw that away either! Arean had turned her body into her biggest achievement, people were virtually lining up just for a few minutes with her thanks to Missel and Cassier's teaching but, this couldn't be helped.
The courts were sequestering Gariab's memories, which would mean meticulously going over everything he said. They already had him for Dealing and Possession. If they found out he and Arean had been having sex since she was a teen then they would hammer on that point, they would come searching for Arean and everything could be out of the bottle within a matter of weeks.
"Justice works too smeging fast." Casser complained, kissing Arean gently and getting between the black furred beauty and her suitcase. Both of them had come a long way, from the moment Arean had walked into the industry as a wide eyed kitten the two had shared everything, including techniques.
"You're the one I'm going to miss most."
"I know Arean, think how I feel! A Year! How am I going to cope if you're gone for a whole year?"
"It's not a WHOLE year!" Arean returned the kiss but moved the teen out the way. "You can live with Chaad, he's your age. And he prefers men so there's no worry of you getting spoiled while I'm away!"
Arean was trying hard not to look around; she suspected if Cassier wasn't crying it was only because Arean was making that effort herself.
"Look, I'm sorry, I really am. If only that damn moggy could have watched his back better! Just think though - when I get back you'll be nearly old enough and then I can request a rejuve! Can you imagine, raising me from 10 years again!" Arean fastened her travel case.
"I'll be the cuddliest little sex-kitten you can dream of and everything can be back to normal!"
The two felines rubbed their cheeks together and kissed again, Cassier slowly getting some courage back.
"Okay, Okay. But you promise - You promise me You'll look after Missel! Stay close to him; he's your ticket back to me! He's your Return Trip!"
"Shall I see you to the space-port?" Arean had to think about Cassier's request.
"Best not, if anyone sees us leaving we don't want you being connected to us."
Both girl's nodded in unison and the teen giggled.
"Count to ten
Parting is sweet but sad.
Smile and say
"We'll meet again"
This memory isn't so bad.
We hold in our heart
a piece of each oth-er
and always the memory will hold
that day to day
your smile will stay
in my heart and in my soul!"
--- Suspension capsule active ---
... Loading statistics
... Arean Tarial Galbrit
... Age 23
... Gender Female
... Status Ok.
Launch had been actually very successful. The Express Track, Jalaxia to Earth Space Freight Transport ship, Kowalunga launched surprisingly without any problems, threats or hassles.
Having taken the 'Bridge' up to the space port in geostationary orbit above the planet Missel and Arean had boarded the ship with their fake identity passes and the tickets supplied from the unwitting Gariab without any molestation from security or police. As yet, if Gariab had been interviewed and or sentenced the police had failed to put out any kind of notification to arrest the two cats; however this wouldn't necessarily mean that nobody was looking for either of them.
They would have a long wait however. Placed in suspension capsules to make up for the fact that the Express would take months to make the journey without stopping for supplies or resources until entering earth space, Arean and Gariab were sleeping dreamlessly without any indication of the passing months. One week, two week, four, eight! The few technicians that manned the ship to make sure that the computer didn't do anything funny took turns, keeping the watch with a skeleton crew and the sure knowledge that restoration of suspended crew members could be performed quickly and without risk. Time passed quickly, there was a brief concern over an asteroid and a small miss-navigation almost drove the ship headlong into a swarm of space whales migrating between ocean worlds.
There was always risk when travelling in space, nobody tried to deny that and anyone who chose to take the trip would (as was inevitable) be warned about such incidents, incidents with scavengers, pirates and raiders and the like in a small little data file that came with their travel insurance information and flight bookings. Nobody ever read it, nor did they ever read the list of prohibited items it seamed.
Pulling into Earth Dominion Space at the edge of earths colonised regions, The Express Track pulled into safe operational orbit near the planet for inspection. This was routine with ALL intergalactic travel!
Each planet and each race had its own conditions, things that certain raises were allergic to, bugs and bacteria that didn't exist on one planet but did on another, illnesses, plants, furs!
Earth was very particular about the later two. Even though they had adopted a wide range of plants and fauna from other worlds in their exploration there were always tests. Some things were allowed in, some weren't. Unless their scientists had explored it, analysed it, dissected it and examined it nothing was allowed on the planet and strangely humans had very amusing ways of locating such substances.
On Jalaxia the primary concern with outgoing cargo was "Is it dangerous."
The Earthlings asked "Do we know what this is?"
If they hadn't of done so, nobody would have spotted it.
"Wooden statues!" The Jalaxian customs officers had said.
"What kind of wood?" the humans said, "Has this been properly sterilized!" the humans said, "We have to do this and that scan." The humans said.
Everybody had rolled their eyes till the found out the bulk of the statue was made of pressed Carnima that looked like wood.
"Drugs turned into a wood? I honestly wouldn't have thought!" the Jalaxian had said.
The tests went on.
"What is this fluid?"
"Um, it says 'Dasou'; older cats use it to make their coats shiny!"
"What's this powder?"
"Err, that's not good, these are two common ingredients in making Snartac, that's a hard drug! And easy to make!"
"I thought as much!"
After some moments investigating the case presented to them the Human customs officer was scratching his head balder than a bowling ball.
"Can you seriously tell me!" he demanded, "That you didn't think to question this? This case looks like a home drug lab! I know this is a long trip and you likely wanted to get going but somebody should have picked this up!"
"I want the owner of this case, and anyone she was with woken up right this minute!
Arean awoke in a sterile room in the customs depot with no idea what was going on or where she was. In the dreamlessness of the suspension capsule her only knowledge and expectation was that she would be awoken when they arrived at earth by the ships staff, then taken down and busted towards comfortable rooms and beautiful scenery.
Instead all she could see around her was black and blue patterned walls, devoid of any doors or windows or any furniture other than a bed.
Somehow it felt eerily like a cell.
For some time Arean sat on the bed worrying, then she began crying.
"Arean Galbrit is it?"
The voice caught Arean off guard.
"Arean Galbrit?" Arean looked up to see a, a human standing in front of her. He looked business-like, wearing close fitting clothes that covered nearly every inch of his body. It reminded her of the Monks on her home planet who shaved their fur and then covered everything with clothing as some reminder of their shame.
The man didn't look shamed. In fact he looked patient.
Standing, Arean replied a half hearted 'Yes' and held out her paw.
"How had he gotten in." her mind jabbed, there wasn't any doors.
"Pleased to meet you!" the man didn't return the gesture but walked to one side of her and passed through the bed.
"Oh, you're a hologram." she said out loud.
"Yes, and your lawyer. You can sit if you like!"
Arean complied. "Lawyer?" her mind was jarring, her body was in shock! Nothing responded, had the Authorities on Jalaxia found out more than, no they couldn't have! They might have sent a message ahead somehow but she doubted it would have arrived before they did. There was no way they could know what Arean was, not without having taken her in. And if they did know, where was Missal? In a different cell?
"Arean Galbrit, it seams you are in serious trouble. First may I ask, were you travelling with anyone?"
Arean's heart skipped a beat, clearly they didn't know about Missel and she didn't see a chair or any scanning things - not that they couldn't be hidden in the wall somewhere.
"No..." she said automatically. "I was planning to, but I ended up not."
The Human nodded and Arean stared at him.
"Did you pack your suitcase?"
"Err, Yes." her brow wrinkled in confusion then a moment later it dawned on her. The stuff, the stuff Uncle Missel had got her to put in her case so they could do some business when they were on Earth!
Arean put her head in her paws and groaned.
"And nobody else helped you, or had access to the case when you weren't looking."
"No, No no..." She could only give one response here. If Missel was still free then she didn't want him getting caught and put through rejuve justice.
"Arean Galbrit, I am sorry to inform you that customs have discovered a large stash of Illegal Drugs and Drug Making materials in your travel case. You are currently facing charges of Possession, smuggling and Intent to sell or distribute." Arean cried into her hands, something so simple. After all their fears, all their worries and concerns to be busted for this. For the same thing that Gariab had been busted for!
"I shoulda just stayed home!" she sulked.
"Arean Galbrit, I'm going to require you to make a plea." the human informed her.
"The evidence we have against you is enough for a conviction and sentencing, as your lawyer it is my duty to inform you that your only chance here is to plea for leniency."
He frowned. "Twenty three in Jalaxian is not the same as twenty three earth years. You legal age by your planet but your years are shorter, you're still very young. If you show remorse and be honest, you may only get a short sentence. At this point, I'll be honest, the most they can get you for without question is possession and smuggling. If you make a plea then hopefully they won't press the point with the intent to sell. After all, the statues are the only solid evidence."
"I'll plead guilty!" Arean whimpered, looking over her fingers. "Anything to get this over with. I was only going to be gone a year. I was only going to be gone a year..."
The End (For now)
This chapter marks the end of the back-story of Arean.
Starting next chapter we will be moving on to sentencing, rejuve and rehabilitation.
For those who were in the Roleplay, some of the next chapter or two will seam familia.
All the same I want to try and write out the rejuve and rehab again in story format so that it flows when I introduce the final stages.
The next two Arean stories will be titled:
- Kitty Rehab
- Retribution Kitty
(ps; I posted two pages today not one)