Elunara took her next book up to the Healer's Building. "Hey Ina, I got you a new one."
She flipped through it. "Nice enough. Not many new ones?"
"Not lately." She sighed.
"Disappointing."
"I'm going to have to go deal with it." Elunara sighed.
Savage had become her constant companion, and Yoona was starting to fall in. Elunara went through and grabbed some of her older work and her board. She loaded up the board and grabbed a book, heading down to the training yard. She strolled past everyone and climbed on to the platform. Holding her board in the air, she called out.
"ATTENTION EVERYONE!" She waved. "For all of you new folks, my name is Elunara. Yes, I am THAT Elunara! For your information, the rumors are TRUE! I'm a mean ass bitch who will slit your throat and forget you exist."
Several residents chuckled.
"Oh yeah, I also have probably fucked half this town."
"Half?" Someone cried. "Isn't that number a little low?"
"I was TRYING to be POLITE!"
Many laughed at that one.
"ANYHOW, my main profession in this town, aside from that other thing, is portrait and body recognition pictures." She popped her board up and pulled out some papers. She held the book up high. "You see, I started a project a few years ago, in which I draw detailed reference pictures of soldier's bodies. We start off with a nice tame little portrait and I then have you take off your clothes and I do detailed reference sheets. I then take these sheets to Ina, in the form of a book. When you get injured, or sick, or die, she can look in these books and see you at your healthiest in order to help you. I have done HUNDREDS of these, and they have helped many. Should you become dismembered, I would still be able to return you to your families."
She walked back and forth. "I have brought you many examples so that you may see what it is I do. If you are married, gay or just plain not interested in me, this is not a problem. I ONLY give the full treatment to men, and the occasional woman, who ACTUALLY want it. I do not have to hunt for prey; I get enough to eat as it is. You don't want me, then I don't give a damn about you. I am only doing this to help out Ina. No matter what your body is like, you need not be embarrassed, these are all PRIVATE. You can ask anyone, they will tell you I stick to my word."
She shuffled her papers. "There are many men who have had this done, that I have not touched. You can ask around. I have done some of these for married couples; I have done them for children whose parents wanted a keepsake. I am gentle and I am kind. Nothing on your body will freak me out, I've seen them all. Any of you who show up and think they deserve a blow job, and I will rip your nuts off and stuff them down your throat. I am performing a service in the name of helping people. I don't want some dickless asshole thinking he's got the best package I've ever seen. OK? Thank you for your time."
She sat down and spread he pages out.
"Not many new people showing up?" Jerry hoped on to the platform and sat next to her.
"Yeah, I've got about ninety percent of all residents done, but none from the new load."
"That sucks. You do good work."
"Thanks. How's Louis?"
"Gotta head cold. Nothing for it."
"Hey, I got a question." Jerry whispered.
"Hmm?"
"Louis and I got into an argument that only you can settle." He blushed.
"Spill it."
"Who's better? Grogek or Jordan?"
She giggled. "Grogek is built for power, and endurance. Jordan is the slow, attentive type, but he's built for speed and agility. Between the two of them, there's no way TO compare them. It depends on what I want."
"Dammit."
"Who was your bid?"
"Grogek."
"Yeah, but doesn't Louis have a major crush on Jordan?"
"This is true." He sighed.
A man broke off from the pack and came and peered at her pictures. "You drew these?"
"Every one."
"Damn. That's impressive."
She handed him the book and he began to flip through them.
"You know, I was at Harvard's room yesterday, and I saw that picture you did of his kid."
"Bradly's a good kid."
"Harvard's a little brain struck by how much he's kid's taken a liking to you."
"He's not the only one." She scoffed.
"You think I could get one of those portraits for my wife?" He sat the book down.
"I'll set you up." She grinned.
When he walked away, Jerry sighed. "I need to ask you a favor."
"Give."
"There's a soldier, Lucy, who came through with this batch. She came through with a woman named Terica whom she calls her sister. They don't act like sisters." He shook his head. "But they refuse to acknowledge themselves."
"Why sisters?"
"Because you can pull relatives through, but not a lover you don't claim."
"Well, if they don't want to come out, that's their problem." She raised an eyebrow. "How long were you and Louis hiding it?"
"Well, I don't want to out them, but I think they could use a friend." Jerry shrugged. "When we were still hiding it, it was nice to have you to talk to."
"Ugh, I hate when you puppy me." She sighed.
"Puppy?"
"When you act like a cute little puppy." She sighed and gestured with her hands. "The big soulful sad eyes, please love meeee."
He wrapped his arms around her arm. "PLEEEAASE? DO it for MEEE?"
"Oh gods, stop." She shoved his face. "Stop! I may barf!"
"You two make me sick."
Elunara looked up. "Oh, Hi, Hammer."
"Can't keep your filthy hands off of anyone, even if your husband watches you."
"Pftt, he likes it when I let him watch. Besides, Jerry is my friend, and I don't have to justify shit to you. Do you want a portrait or not?"
"Yeah, I'll sign up for your little... project. It sounds like fun." He sneered.
After he walked away, Jerry hissed in her ear. "Don't do it. This guy sounds like... you know."
She rolled her eyes. "Don't worry." She patted his head. "You forget who you're talking to."
Elunara pulled out a chair and plopped it next to the two women. "Howdy."
"Uh, hi?" Said one.
"Names Elunara. Was told you're one of our troops."
"Yeah. I'm Lucy, this is my... sister, Terica."
"If you say so." Elunara shrugged. "You should join my project." She held out pages. "These are the ones I did for my wife Tulani. She said I could show you since you're female. I don't show these to the men, and I don't get that many female troopers."
Terica eyed the pages with some interest. "Your wife?"
"Yes."
"I'm surprised you're so open." Terica gave a pointed look to Lucy.
"Well, technically, General Grogek is my husband," Elunara began to tick off points. "Tulani is my wife, the three of us got married in a ceremony in the middle of town, was gorgeous. General Jordan is my lover, Darguni is mine and Grogek's child, but Tulani did all the mother stuff cause I suck at it." She sighed. "We're the weirdest family you'll ever meet." She grinned.
"That's... a lot to take in."
"Might as well. It's public knowledge." She took the pages back. "Anyhow, I'm gentle as a lamb and very respectful. Honestly, I tend to not prefer females other than my wife. I only have sexual experiences with women who desperately want to give it a go, but I don't think you're one of them." She smiled. "So you're safe from me. Oh, there's Tulani now." Elunara waved.
Tulani stepped over and smiled. "Hello." She said quietly.
"Tulani, I was just telling them that I'm gentle at my job."
Tulani brushed a lock of hair out of Elunara's face. "Well of course you are. You have given the bodies back to rape survivors." She looked at the two women. "That's how we met. I was rescued from sex slavers by a band of adventurers and I heard about this woman who drew bodies for identification. Me and three others came and she drew us. She gave us our bodies and our spirits back. When they discovered the kind of person she is, they became cruel and treated me badly." Tulani sighed. "She had done them a great service, and given then new clothes to wear, and they were just so hateful because of her bizarre past." Tulani stroked a hand down Elunara's hair. "She saved my life. She gave me a job, taught me how to just live. You'll never meet a sweeter person."
Elunara sighed. "Tulani..."
"I'll never take it back." Tulani bent down and kissed her. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to pick up Eloise's sandwich order." She smiled, bowed slightly and walked away.
Elunara watched her for a bit. With a sigh she turned back to the women at the table. "Anyway, if you want to join the project, just let me know." She smiled and got up. Walking over to Tulani, she ran her hand down her hip. "How's your day going?"
"Better, now that that cat of yours isn't shredding my fabrics."
"You're never going to let me live that one down, are you?"
Tulani ran her fingers across Elunara's lips. "Probably not. At least Darguni is enjoying the responsibility now."
Tippy came out and handed a Tulani a box. "Would you two get off my counter? I'm jealous enough of you two as it is." She sighed. "When are you going to come through on that promise of an eligible bachelor?" She pointed at Elunara.
"Honey, I haven't found one that would appreciate you like he should. If I don't find a candidate soon, I'll have to petition Varian to send me some men."
"Would he?"
"I don't know, how fondly does he remember me?" She winked.
"Ugh, knowing you..."
"It could go either way." Tulani laughed.
"I still can't believe you got Gerald married off. Do you KNOW how long I worked on that boy?"
"He wasn't to your tastes anyhow. I found him someone more his speed."
"You need to con Jerry and Louis into getting married."
"Whatever for? They're happy enough as is."
"Those boys fawn over each other like nobody's business, but I want a wedding to cry at, dammit."
"Pfft, you just like the catering business." Elunara waved her off.
"But they're so damned cute."
"You don't HAVE to be married to enjoy someone."
Tulani sighed. "Here she goes again. I need to get back."
Elunara straightened up and wrapped her arms around Tulani, kissing her thoroughly. She ran her hands down Tulani's ass and grinned. "Maybe tonight we can have a similar... discussion."
"Oh, you're always such a cunning linguist." Tulani giggled, before she turned and jogged out.
Eloise sighed. "You did that just to annoy me. How the hell do you have THREE of them at home? This is killing me."
