"That's not true." Chel's head spun as the area around her flooded with sterile white walls and clinical lights. Kids milled around in uniforms of many different colors. Most of them appeared to be young teenagers. A few were older. They blurred together until Chel felt fixated on one group in particular.
There were two rishans, Lexx and another boy with black hair and no visible marks. There were three who appeared to be Littans, with high placed ears and fine featured. One female and two males. The last was a Sairah female… or male. Actually, it was pretty androgynous. But Chel could tell it was like Damian with the down turned conical ears. They were talking about something in hushed tones, punctuated with embarrassed giggling and slightly flushed cheeks.
The scene seemed to shift into fast forward. The group broke apart until one of the Littan girls suddenly motioned to Lexx to follow her. They slipped away into some area that was out of sight from the main room.
Lexx looked uncertainly at the girl. Chel squinted curiously, wondering what was going on and feeling that she was witnessing something that was important. Something she might not actually want to see.
"I want you." The voice sent strange chills through Chel's body. She wasn't sure why, but she didn't like the girl. The Littan was older than Lexx and her moves were calculated. She was touching his shoulder lightly, running her long slender fingers against soft blue skin that had yet to know the scars that were to come.
"You - do?" Lexx's voice squeaked with immaturity and surprise.
"Yes, come with me." The Littan continued walking, leading Lexx through a maze of exaggerated corridors. Chel found herself following despite a growing uneasiness. It didn't matter how bright everything was, a peculiar darkness loomed just beyond the light.
Finally, Lexx and the Littan came to a stop in a narrow walkway. She turned and embraced Lexx, slipping her arms around him as he awkwardly did the same. The air suddenly seemed electrified by the sensation of touch. Chel rubbed her arms, pushing back the mental goosebumps and feeling a sick pinching in her stomach. Something wasn't right.
"Clarice, you've been a good friend," Lexx whispered.
"I love you, Lexx." Clarice whispered back, pressing herself closer to Lexx.
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KM
Uh oh. Watch out. If she kisses you, you become her slave.