A Seasoned Explorer

Decided to separate adult content into a side blog.

This blog will still be considered nsfw, but adult content will be posted onto the side blog first then linked in a post on this blog.

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Basil snaps their fingers and the hologram of a structure blips into existence thanks to an on board computer.

"This one grew on trading satellite, Hal-Gama 421. Had many good jobs and ship. Made many pixels, learned much about computers." A pointed digit swipes through one of the spheres. The hologram disperses into static around the Floran's finger.

"Basil lived in pod three, is nice district."

The floran spends a few moments pinching their fingers through the digital image, entertained by the way it distorts from their touch.

Old job was transporting weapons. Was a good job, out in sspace plenty of work, never went hungry. This one enjoyed job until employerss found out about ssecond job Basil did on the sside.

*The Floran sighs.*

Basil clasps their hands together and beams. The Floran shuffles eagerly into a back room to prepare an impromptu fashion show.

"Thiss one ussed to wear dark body cloakss many timess when working. It iss good for Floran to be intimidating in old job."

"Basil hass not needed thiss clothing for a while. Floran found it on frozen Apex meat, would not have made it to now if not for it. Meat was not good to eat, ssadly."

Send this one questions!

Meat.