cor zan and t'loaki (xbox game studios and etc) created by neonyx
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Cor Zan was no stranger to scouting missions, it had been her most commonly assigned task after being ingloriously conscripted into the Covenant war machine despite her matriarch mother's wishes. Today's assignment seemed no different, the objective being to investigate a suspected enemy weapons cache, and deny it access to the enemy. However things quickly changed when she found her mate T'loaki was to accompany her, a source of immediate worry as she feared for him getting injured, or worse. Despite her mate's attempts to reassure her, a source of dread accompanied her from departure until their final arrival at the suspected location, but then, relief.

It turned out the information was wrong, there was no weapons cache at all, and the location itself was just an abandoned recreational area as far as Cor Zan could tell, lights and ambience still left on despite its abandonment. With nothing seemingly of interest, she felt it was time to
return and was about to turn to leave, until T'loaki called out to her with unusual excitement in his voice, asking her to come over to him. As she manuevered around the counter and stepped foot next to the bubbly Ibie'shian, she asked him just what was so important enough to delay their return, only to be met with a smile and a bark as he eagerly pointed at an alcove she had failed to notice before. It turned out their was a cache, just not one full of weapons, but rather a large selection of human alcohols of all kinds of shapes and sizes and colors. Cor Zan knew they had to return, but her natural instinct to indulge, combined with her mate's playful smirk, and gentle nuzzling and cooing against her head, melted any resolve she had to do so.

And so it wasn't long until the raucous cries of the two kig-yar began, drunken laughter and playful squawks and hisses filling the air, glasses and bottles shattered across the counter and floor as the Ibie'shian hoisted his T'vaoan mate up onto the counter, the two staring into each other's eyes. The fun was just about to begin.

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