oîstros
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As the blockers begin to fade from the systems of the colonists from the Milky Way, strange effects begin to manifest in ovary-baring settlers. The Nexus recalls the tempest for a mandatory leave, and Ryder finds herself isolated to her quarters with very little to distract her from the strange symptoms the blockers have unleashed on her body.
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“Studies show that some chemicals in the blockers cause eligible human individuals to experience a dramatic increase in estrogen production that results in increased fertility and the simulation of an estrous cycle.”
The words were difficult to understand with her mind hazed over as it was, but she heard enough. She inhaled sharply, closed her eyes and whined as she managed to grit out: “Are you saying - shit - that I’m going into heat? Like a fuckin’ cat?”
“Affirmative.”
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- Part 1 of oîstros
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As the blockers begin to fade from the systems of the immigrants from the Milky Way, strange effects begin to manifest in the human settlers. The Nexus recalls the Tempest, but too late - they’re docked on Aya until all repairs are finished, leaving Ryder to figure out what’s going on before it effects her, too.
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Warm hands enveloped her arm, pulled her to her feet and steadied her, and a tense voice demanded: “Open your messages.”
Ryder lifted her arm blindly, eyes flickering open and staring hazily out at the blue angara before her, his form obscure to her uprooted mind. But his eyes - Gods, his eyes were beautiful. She tensed again, pushing her thighs together and wiggling as her body leaned into his without care or hesitation. “Evfra, you’re so warm,” she sighed, and then felt foolish for opening her mouth. The flush worsened with her embarrassment. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.”
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- Part 2 of oîstros
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As the blockers begin to fade from the systems of the colonists from the Milky Way, strange effects begin to manifest in the human settlers. The Nexus has called for the Tempest to return to dock, but too late to keep Ryder from finding help from the ship’s resident angara.
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“Is…this not a good time, Ryder?” Jaal asked, pulling her mind from her thoughts and forcing her to refocus - but gods, it was difficult.
“Sorry,” she apologized, and her voice was almost a sigh - not at all as firm or even as irreverent as it usually was. His scent was there again, at the edge of her senses, and a hyper-focused need to breathe him in overtook any common sense. She stepped close, inhaled slowly and not as subtly as she wanted, and when she smiled it was slow and silly. “Today’s been weird.”
“You look dazed, Sara,” Jaal said slowly, the pitch of his voice resonating through her core and sending another thrill of heat through her. “Perhaps you should lay down?”
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- Part 3 of oîstros