"What can you tell me about the injured Yathi, Enoa?" You ask her, getting down to business and forgetting for now the strange looks and behaviors of the Erimosi. Doctor Enoa nods and readily begins relaying the situation.
"We found her vessel derelict in deep space." Enoa tells you somberly. "There were signs of combat, and this one was the only survivor. We don't know what kind of ship they ran into, or what happened. The survivor was barely alive, but we were able to nurse her back to health, slowly. She didn't make it easy on us. She tried to break half of the med bay and escape to her ship, not that we took it with us. We had to restrain her for her own safety and ours." You notice a slight smirk on the Erimosi's lips as she says this. While it might indicate a dark pleasure at the task, you'd probably be just as smug if you had to deal with such a difficult patient. "She's still weak, and spends much of the day sleeping, but she's regularly conscious now. All she's willing to say is name and rank: Sub-Commander Wura. She won't tell us what happened. We were about to take a more active approach with her, but maybe you can connect with her in a way we can't."
That certainly brings you up to speed. Despite the unfortunate circumstances for this Wura, this is actually just what you wanted. Not only is the Yathi weakened, but also restrained. You can talk to her without having to worry about her attacking you, and hopefully you can get her to be cooperative. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like the Erimosi have had any luck, although your not sure what Enoa meant by taking a 'more active approach.'
The two of you reach the medical facilities, and Enoa directs you to the Yathi's isolated room. "This is her room. It's completely soundproof for… everyone's sake." The Erimosi doctor explains. "So if you need assistance, just press the green triangle next to the door. I'll let you talk with her alone." While you initially want to protest, you remember that the Erimosi strongly believed in making first contact without their help. You're already getting a major exception this way, so if she's not willing to be in the room with you, the Erimosi have still done more than enough.
You enter the room and see this Sub-Commander Wura in the center, reclined on a slightly elevated bed. She looks to be asleep, giving you a chance to examine her for a moment. Her forearms are in restraints high above her head, looking like they were stuck their with alien duct tape. Her shins are bound similarly, and a strap of some kind ties her waist to the bed tightly. It doesn't look like she has much room to maneuver. Wura is tall, probably around six and a half feet or so. Her feet stick out just over the edge of the bed, and you note the claws at her toes. Short, light grey fur covers her entire body. From her neck, down to her chest and stomach, and all the way to her inner thighs is a lighter fur of an underbelly, in a silver-white. You can detect the outlines of muscles on her arms and legs, which make you thankful for the restraints. You can also see the outlines of her abs through the short fur, toned slightly short of a hard six-pack. She also has a full chest modestly covered by a green garment presumably given by the medical staff here. Her face has a soft, content expression, as if having a pleasant dream. But you can notice the sharp teeth underneath her gentle smile.
You clear your throat to get her attention, having examined her long enough. Her eyes flutter awake, and you see the vertical pupils focus on you within the golden irises. A growl rumbles in her throat. You speak quickly, trying to make your intent clear. "Hello, Wura. I'm a human, from a planet called Earth, and I'm here to…"
"So you’re here to interrogate me, are you?!" Wura sneers. "Those Erimosi couldn't do the dirty work themselves! You won't get any more than I've already said, I'm not telling you anything about my vessel or my mission." The look she gives you would make you feel like a trapped deer, if it weren't for the restraints that don't budge at all under her tugging.
"No, I'm here to contact the Yathi, to establish relations between our races! I don't…" Before you can tell Wura that you really don't care about her mission, her ship, or any of the things she doesn't want to tell you, she interrupts you again.
"Let me out of these! Take me back to my ship!" She demands haughtily. "I don't need your charity, if that's what you call this!" She continues to berate you, and with frustration you step outside the chamber, needing a moment of calm to think.
Enoa appears from another room and arches an eyebrow at you in a human gesture. "She thinks I'm here to interrogate her for you. And I can't get through to her without her yelling at me!" You exclaim in frustration. "I just don't know what to do to get her to stop growling and yelling and listen to me for a minute." You scratch your head, trying to come up with a solution.
"Well, if you want her to stop talking, there is something you could try…" Enoa tells you, her eyes gleaming with some kind of energy. "You wouldn't know it, human, but Yathis are actually very… ticklish. And with her bound up with this, you have an effective method of making her more cooperative." Enoa flashes you a wide grin as you gape in surprise. That certainly wasn't a method you'd think of, especially for a proud warrior race like the Yathi. But now that you think about it, even after five minutes you already want to teach this Wura some manners. With a nod and a grin of you own, you thank Enoa for the information and head back into the room.
Wura is just glaring at you now, as if waiting for you to speak first just for the sake of yelling over you. But you glance over her stretched out form: her inner arms and taut underarms are exposed, as is the entirety of that hard looking midriff. And you also look down at those clawed feet sticking out from the edge of the bed. You have plenty of options to see if you can get Wura into a bit of a better mood. But where to start this new ticklish tactic?
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