Crash! You hear something hit the ground, and you glance back. Quiana has fallen down because of the low gravity, and it appears like she has temporarily stunned herself. With an advantage, you quickly get on top of the Yathi and grab handcuffs from off of her, placing them on her wrists. You look over Quiana and notice some rope on her, so you use this to tie her ankles together. After this, you turn the bound Yathi over and announce, “I tried to come peacefully, but you seem to think that I am some kind of spy. Even after I told you my true mission twice, you refused to believe me. So, what is it going to take for you to make peaceful contact with the human race?”
“I will never submit,” Quiana growls at you.
“Any advice, Erin?” you ask your computer through the translator.
“Well, there is the thing that Yathis use to deal with people they do not like,” Erin pipes in.
“Which is?” you wonder.
“Tickling,” the AI notifies you, putting a surprised look on your face.
“Does it work on them?” you inquire.
“Yes, the Yathi race is very ticklish,” Erin states. “It is probably the only way you will get a Yathi to submit. You can definitely use it to establish dominance over the Yathi.”
“Hmm,” you ponder. “I guess that could work.” You look down at Quiana, who has a puzzled look on her face from only hearing one side of the conversation. Desiring dominance, you decide to tickle her bare…
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