Message-ID: <57762asstr$1213711803@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: news.giganews.com.POSTED!not-for-mail NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 16 Jun 2008 23:30:56 -0500 From: "Stasya T. Canine" <stasyatk9@juno.MUNGED.com> X-DF-Seen-By: res X-Original-Message-ID: <f1od54ptdu6a5rfub9o1vh78jtee6oqru6@4ax.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Antivirus: avast! (VPS 080616-0, 06/16/2008), Outbound message X-Antivirus-Status: Clean X-Usenet-Provider: http://www.giganews.com X-DMCA-Notifications: http://www.giganews.com/info/dmca.html X-Abuse-and-DMCA-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers X-Abuse-and-DMCA-Info: Otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly X-Postfilter: 1.3.39 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 16 Jun 2008 21:30:03 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} RP <*> Biolab 13, Cycle 02 - Liandra and Grrfeth 1/? You're Hired! (F-Wolf zoo nosex) Lines: 292 Date: Tue, 17 Jun 2008 10:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2008/57762> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw Released to the public domain ---------- Biolab 13 - Cycle 02 Liandra and Grrfeth Chapter One - You're Hired! --- I studied the ID cards the men held out. "Mark Simpson and Dan Iverness from Bio-Partners, Incorporated. I suppose if I run your cards I'll only confirm who you are?" They nodded. I noticed that Mark was able to keep his eyes from drifting away to study my body. Dan wasn't even trying to keep from stripping me in his mind. I felt chilled by his intent inspection. I ran the cards in my scanner and it verified who they were. I handed the cards back and after they put them away Mark sighed. "Miss D'Atreuss, we'd appreciate it if you joined us for a short trip to a nearby facility." He had the grace to duck his head in apology for his next words. "It's the paper you presented. Somebody made a mistake in allowing you to present it. You were going to be allowed a choice. Now?..." He sighed again. "At least you don't have to worry about looking for work. Your application was given priority processing and you've been accepted as a Bio-Partner." He handed me an ID card. I glanced at it and froze. It had my picture on it, all my vital stats--and the words 'Bio-Partners - Security Division' in bold letters that crossed it diagonally. I looked up. "I don't get a choice about the field I want to work in?" "No. Your partner will explain the situation." "Someone worked pretty fast, to have this done by the time I finished giving my paper." Mark nodded. "Grrfeth tends to be that way once he's made his decisions. We have all your things collected and ready to go." I finally glared at him. "Just like that? Isn't my disappearance from the conference going to cause problems?" He allowed himself the barest hint of a smile. "No, Ma'am.. It's not going to cause any problems. By tomorrow morning the world is going to know what happened to you. Now, will you *please* allow us to escort you to quieter surroundings so we can finish sorting this out?" I looked around at the emptying conference room and then settled for another long look at Mark. Finally I raised my eyebrows and waited a few seconds before relenting. "Security concerns?" He nodded. "Apparently, once Grrfeth saw your qualifications, whatever they are, he ordered my boss to rush us out here to collect you before you could withdraw your application." *That* quiet admission got my attention. Since I already knew I didn't have any say in my future, other than to agree to get on with it, I settled for another glare before letting my shoulders slump in defeat. "I'm in your hands, Mark. I won't say I'm happy, but I do thank you for being as courteous as the situation allowed you to be." He studied me a long time. "Miss D'Atreuss..." I stopped him. "Liandra. I prefer Lia." He nodded almost imperceptibly. "Lia. I was about to say that of all the people I've been sent to 'collect', you've been exceptionally calm and accepting of what has happened." Instead of answering I gestured at the hallway. "Shall we, Mark?" When he glanced at the hallway and then his partner I remembered something. "Are you two now my bodyguards?" He nodded without stopping his scanning of the thinning crowd. "Until we deliver you to where we're supposed to take you." I hesitated at that revelation and then smiled to myself. "Are you open to my suggestions?" He gestured at the door. "Let's go. Lia, as soon as I handed you that id card your 'suggestions' became something I have to take very seriously--if I want to keep my job." "Isn't that interesting." The blandness of my reply stopped him dead in his tracks. After he turned to face me I jerked my thumb over my shoulder. "Get rid of him. He's been so busy stripping me and fucking me that he hasn't been watching the crowds, or me." He blanched and I went on. "Your briefing *must* have been hurried. Don't *either* of you know that I could have killed you both by now if I'd really wanted to?" I grinned at his shock. "You first, since you've been paying more attention to your job and I would have to make sure my first blow killed you. Him?" I snorted. "You tell me what chance he would have had." I settled into a relaxed pose and waited. There was a long silence that got oppressive while they came to terms with their blunders. Mark finally spoke softly to his partner: "Dan? Did Miss D'Atreuss overstate your dereliction of duty? And would you explain how your close study of her missed the fact she's trained at least as well as we are?" I looked over my shoulder at Dan and put on my most vapid smile. "It's a hobby of mine. They're even kind enough to let me teach the advanced people when I have time I can spare from my studies--and competition." Dan's face drained of blood. "I was told this was going to be another routine pickup and she was going to be delivered to the usual place..." I felt myself shoved to one side as Mark's hand flashed past me. My training took over. If Mark wasn't the threat, that meant Dan was. To think was to act. I lashed out and felt my foot hit flesh. I rolled as I hit the floor, came to my feet, turned... and paused to evaluate the situation. Dan was on the floor, obviously unconscious. When I looked at Mark he was grim. "I gave him his final briefing just before we came here. Taking a new person directly to Grrfeth is *not* routine. It isn't 'delivering them to the usual place', either. Lia, I think we'd better stay here until I can get a proper handle on this situation. I don't trust anybody right now." He must have seen my slight flash of amusement. "Except you, of course." I smiled at him. "I might have been taking out one of my own when he made himself useless." He flinched and I continued. "Sorry. It's that damned 'high adaptability index' again. Blame it on all the security I've had to live with just to get access to the research materials I needed to consult so I could write my paper." I held out my hand. "You think fast on your feet. I'm impressed." He took my hand and studied my face. "Thanks, I think. I've been a Bio-Partner for years. I was promoted to a position I didn't ask for and then ordered: 'Go get that damned woman and bring her here before someone realizes her value to us.' Yes, my briefing was missing a lot of details. It didn't mention how adaptable you are. It didn't mention your 'hobby'. It didn't mention you have a knack for spotting things that are supposed to stay hidden. In fact, other than the id photo, it didn't say a damn thing about Liandra D'Atreuss, or about what she wanted to do with her life." I blushed. "I wanted to get a job that would let me work with the bio-enhanced animals from Project Biolab. He laughed. "You've got it if you can help me figure out a way to get us to where Grrfeth is waiting. I had this set up as a simple 'pick up and deliver' operation. The locals did all the work setting it up. Other than knowing the route to his current quarters, I don't know a thing about this area. "Here are the problems: What do we do with Dan to make sure our side gets him for interrogation? Who do we call for help? How do we get to someplace safe so we can plan the next step? Where is that safe place? Does the opposition know where Grrfeth is located? Are we being tracked? Do we want to keep our tail, if we have one, or get rid of it somehow? And, last for now, would you relax out of that damn 'kill on sight' pose? We don't need the attention it draws to us." I blushed again but didn't relax. "It's perfect. That *lout* had designs on my body. You came to my rescue when he pushed me too far. He isn't the first to want more than my company. He's also not the first man I've knocked unconscious. I shall, as usual, call who I always call, the local dojo. Dan will be taken there just as all the others have been. He will be cared for until he can be collected by the proper authorities." I reached for my comm. "Any objections?" "Yes. Your comm can be used to locate you to within a few feet--by the opposition." I let my hand drop to my side. Before I could say anything a young woman walked up to us. "Miyoko is upset with you. After all, you *did* promise to behave today." I turned to face her directly. "Tara. How did she find out? I usually have a few minutes to relax before she gets upset with me." She giggled. "She saw it happen and went to get the room ready. She'll be here with the pickup team in a few minutes. She also sends her compliments to your companion. She was impressed by his control and wonders who trained him. She hasn't seen his style of attack since she left home." I felt Mark's hand twitch slightly before he let go of my hand. His voice was calm, as if we were discussing everyday matters. "I'm Mark Simpson. I'm from the company that just hired Miss D'Atreuss. So is the gentleman at our feet. I'm afraid he found her a bit too irresistible and overstepped courtesy. I didn't expect her response to be so decisive or I would have let her handle the situation." I sighed. Mark had just put some pretty severe limits on what I could say. "Mark, you wanted a place where we could talk privately so you could tell me more about my new job. Will Miyoko's do? There are many quiet places that are secluded and secure from distractions. They can also take care of Dan until someone can pick him up." A female voice interrupted us. "Other arrangements have been made. Mark, you had backup." I spun towards the voice and saw... Nothing until a shadow moved. Lips peeled back to reveal teeth that gleamed. "Grrfeth is on his way." The wolf stretched and walked over to settle on her haunches. "Sorry, Mark. Need to know." Mark sounded exasperated when he finally found his voice. "Sophia, you could have at least let me know I was going to have a backup in place." Her ears twitched slightly. "We're still trying to plug a leak. This carrion," she glanced at Dan, "isn't who we're after. Besides, Grrfeth and I figured that if there *were* problems, they'd be a good test of Liandra's ability to handle herself in her new job." I shifted in reaction to my anger. Sophia turned to study me thoughtfully. "Miss D'Atreuss, don't do anything foolish. My brother wouldn't like it if his partner was flat on her back during her first media interview." She must have seen my doubts at her ability to stop me because her next words were for Mark. "Mark? Would you please try to break one of my legs? He sighed. "I'd rather break your jaw. It moves too much for your own good." He launched himself, the two of them blurred together and when they stopped he was face down and she had his throat in her jaws. She let go and stepped away to resettle on her haunches again. "Get up, Mark. I think Miss D'Atreuss has decided she's not going to embarrass herself in public." She turned her head slightly and I allowed myself to follow her gaze. A large wolf was walking towards us. People seemed to fade out of his way as he approached them. Something in his body language said he wanted to run in our direction but he was forcing himself to move slowly. I heard a snort and looked at Sophia. "He's upset. Somehow the media found him before he could talk to you alone. You've got less than two minutes to decide if you're going to accept his request that you become his partner." I sighed. "Let me see if I have this figured out. Grrfeth is the one who had my application priority processed and had my new id card made. He's in security and wants me to be his partner. If I agree, that means that I have to be in security, too. That means that any human who works for you has to work in the same field as the animal they agree to partner with. We no longer get to have a say in what job we do." I looked down. "Anything I've missed?" She tilted her head slightly as she turned it so she could study me. "Lots of things. The human becomes our hands, our interface that lets us live in this damn world you forced on us. You get to see hatred close up and personal because there are those who still feel that any human who helps us has betrayed what it is to be human. In return for your commitment and trust we pamper you and are there when the burdens become too much for you to bear, just as we expect you to be there for us." She went back to watching Grrfeth's approach. "Say yes and you'll find out what it's like to be loved by a wolf." She used her muzzle to point at Grrfeth. "He's a lonely young wolf, Lia. He's been looking for someone like you all his life." I had time for one more question. "Sophia, what's your rank and specialty?" "Lieutenant, Bio-Partner's Security--and my specialty is recruiting." Grrfeth and the journalists following him stopped and studied us. He finally settled on his haunches in front of me but his gaze was on his sister. "Were you and Mark bored, sister?" She snarled at him before she switched to something I could understand. "Your soon-to-be partner was considering attacking me. Since you don't want her hurt I ordered Mark to attack me before she could do something stupid. Besides, she probably would have held back. He didn't." I started to say something and then decided to keep my mouth shut until I knew what was going on. Grrfeth swung his huge head to face me and I could see a glint in his eyes that had nothing to do with his sister's comments. "Miss Liandra D'Atreuss. I'm Grrfeth, the beta wolf in BP Security. Sorry it took us so long to process your application. It was being handled as a routine app until it reached me. I corrected that mistake. Are you still interested in working for us?" He lifted a front paw and held it out. "I wouldn't mind having you as my partner." Sophia snorted, loudly. "What happened to your aggressive approach to things, brother? Did you just realize you finally met someone who can tie you in knots if she decides your ego is getting out of hand?" I decided to interrupt what looked like an ongoing battle between siblings. "Sophia, perhaps I should go ahead and risk getting hurt. Insult my *partner* and you insult *me*." I knelt and took Grrfeth's paw in my hand. "Is she always like this?" He grinned. "Ignore her. She's jealous because she has to wait for her partner to grow up. I'm not a cradle robber like she is." His eyes never left my face when he made a comment that caused me to blush. "Sister, speaking of knots, as soon as I read her application I knew she could tie me up if she really wanted to." He pulled his paw free, moved to my side and settled so he faced the small group of journalists. "You wondered what could divert me from my usual duties. Meet my partner, Liandra D'Atreuss, the newest member of BP Security." ---- "Community togetherness can lead to a consensus outlook that seeks and destroys any dissident element, no matter how small and really harmless" Dean R. 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