“I think it could be fun to go to a tickle slave auction,” you announce. “Plus, it’d be a great opportunity for me to learn more about Erimosi culture firsthand, which is one of the goals that humanity wanted me to achieve.”
“Yes, that would definitely fulfill that goal,” Avallala confirms. “We will go take my ship back to my home planet, and then we can get a security team and go to the tickle slave auction.”
“Why the security team?” you question, wondering why this is necessary.
“Well, this isn’t a part of Erimosi culture that I’m proud of, but Erimosi often assume that unique species at a tickle slave auction must be tickle slaves being sold,” Avallala responds. “Most Erimosi have never seen a human face-to-face before, and I am afraid that they will mistake you for a tickle slave and try to sell you. To counter that, we will bring a security team that prevent anyone from mistaking you as a tickle slave. I must say, human, that as a unique species, you would bring in a lot of currency to your seller, and because of that fact, I want to make sure that this does not happen. However, with my security team escorting you around, I am sure that you will be safe. I will also inform the event organizers that you are my guest partner for the auction and have their security look out to protect you, which will give you plenty more protection that you could possibly need.
“Are you sure I’ll be safe?” you wonder, now a little worried.
“I guarantee it,” Avallala reassures you. “My full security team is more protection than you will need; the event security team is just a backup to help us get rid of offenders quicker. Now, I might even be able to buy you a tickle slave there. It’s not exactly standard protocol on the typical missions we help other species with, but it could be my gift to the human race.”
“That sounds interesting,” you declare, and with that, the two of you head out to Avallala’s ship.
It is about twice the size of the Swift Feather, and going inside, you see that it is meant for a whole crew, and apparently, there is a crew manning it. “Miss Avallala, who is this?” an Erimosi asks as she grabs you from behind, placing her fingers near your stomach.
“Kazol, release my guest,” Avallala commands, and the Erimosi did so reluctantly. “This is a human. They are a species from the planet Earth, the one I specialize in. With our help, they recently developed their warp drive and have sent out the first explorer, my guest. He/she came and wanted to get to know some about Erimosi culture, so I suggested that we attend the tickle slave auction on Iiloned. Human, that is my home planet, in case you were wondering. Kazol, if you would, we would like to head to Iiloned as soon as possible.”
“Of course, Miss Avallala,” the Erimosi affirms as she tried to comprehend all the information she had just been given. “We will be there in two standard hours.”
“Come with me,” Avallala instructs you as she heads to another room on the ship. “We need to sit down for takeoff, and then I can introduce you to the crew of the Illians. Here; this seat should be good for you.” You sit down and quickly figure out how to strap yourself in; the system is very similar to the one on the Swift Feather, so it is no trouble at all.
Not very long after you and Avallala are strapped in, you hear Kazol’s voice over the ship’s communication system, “Everyone, we will be taking off in a minute! Get strapped in!” True to her word, you soon feel yourself being pushed back and down into your seat as the ship takes off. The ship begins to stabilize a couple of minutes after taking off, and Kazol announces over the radio, “We have reached stability. Feel free to move around the cabin and say hello to our human guest. We will arrive at Iiloned in just under two standard hours.”
“Let’s meet the crew!” Avallala excitedly tells you as the two of you unstrap yourselves. “You’ve already met Kazol. She’s the pilot, and in my absence, the captain of the Illians. We can start by heading to the engineering station.” You follow Avallala through a few hallways, and soon you come upon two Erimosi clad in only bikini-type outfits. “Human, these are my engineers. Meet Prosca and Wennelier. Prosca is the head engineer, and she is training Wennelier to help out with the ship. Prosca, Wennelier, meet this human explorer, who is my guest for this trip.”
“Nice to meet you,” Prosca extends a hand. You reciprocate the move, but instead of shaking your hand, the Erimosi reaches in and tickled your armpit, causing you to shoot your arm back to protect yourself as you giggle. “Good to see that humans are ticklish, too. It makes for a fun time when everyone’s ticklish.”
“Also nice to meet you, human, but I won’t do what my mentor did.” Wennelier decides to instead just smile and wave rather than the traditional greeting. “If there is any problem with the ship itself, please don’t hesitate to come to us.”
“Thanks for meeting the human,” Avallala proclaims before you head off with her again. “Sorry for the tickle greeting; guess I forgot to tell you that Erimosi love to tickle as a greeting, so you’ve got to protect any hot tickle spots. Anyway, let’s go to the…”
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