Vixen A.D. 2 | Chapter 3

Medicine, Labs

Cinder followed closely behind her.

Faye wondered if it’d come up; she was sure Cinder wanted them both. She was also sure that Faye knew that, and that Faye also knew how embarrassed the kitsune was about lusting after them. How could she blame Cinder?

Mace was handsome, strong, a great leader, intelligent, but not an asshole. Firm, but gentle. Tender, yet a warrior. He even had a sense of humor, too.

Yeah, yeah, I’m probably going to fall in love with him, whatever—but suppose Cinder does too… do I tell her no? Do I get jealous? Watching Mace pound her ass wouldn’t be all that bad, especially if she got join and tell Cinder just where to put her lips…

“You okay over there?” Cinder’s voice interrupted Faye’s musings. “You look like you’re in deep thought.”

“Daydreaming, I guess,” Faye said.

Cinder shrugged. “I mean, can… I be like, upfront?”

“Hm?” Faye said.

After a second, Cinder let out a weak sigh. “So like… you know, you can tell me stuff. You’re the only other kitsune I’ve seen, so I mean… we should, you know, be more open.”

Faye turned a sweet smile up from her delicate lips. “Not a bad idea. We can be best-friends-forever.”

Cinder’s tail quickly tossed right to left in excitement. She held back a bigger smile, instead only showing the light grin. “Yeah, that sounds good! I mean, yeah, sure.”

“But that means you tell me everything.”

“Everything?”

Faye nodded. “Yeah, like that you’re crushing on Mace.”

Cinder bit her lip and seized up, silent. She tried forcing out a response. “I, well, see—”

“It’s okay.”

“What?”

Faye rested a hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay. I think it’s cute.”

“Pfft. Cute. I’m not cute, I’m tough as nails.”

Faye thought back to her conversation with Mace, the protesting between them about her formidable—

(fluffy)

—strength and tough personality. In a way, Faye wanted to guide things along to a secret she’d kept to herself since arriving at Delta.  

Before she knew it, they were at one of the elevators. Faye went in first after the door opened, then Cinder followed closely behind. It didn’t seem like long since she’d met Mace, stepped off the desert, saved Cinder, and now lived in some colony.

She scratched her head as the elevator settled into the next floor. “I didn’t fucking anything up between us, did I?”

“Why would you?”

Cinder shrugged. “I mean, I didn’t deny it when you said I was, uh, the Mace thing.”

Faye laughed. “No, you’re fine. I’m just spacing,” Faye thought. She then suddenly became aware of the pain and itch in her ear again. “Plus, my ear fucking itches and aches.”

“That’s true, makes sense,” Cinder nodded.

The elevator doors opened, revealing the same corridor that Mace had guided them both through just the other night. Faye took the first step, then Cinder right behind her. In a few moments they were out of the elevator.

Its metal and poly-alloy doors slid shut, clasped by ready to be used by the subsequent usages by the trio. There, Faye turned her head, staring back at the same window from the day before that overlooked a semi-courtyard and Neo Martian landscape. A horizon there, a mountain range here, and a big-fuck-you canyon just down the way there.

Faye blinked, then did a quick sniff of the air. “He’s this way,” Faye said. “North operations? I can’t remember he called it.”

Cinder shook her head. “I can’t remember. Bet you’re excited to get that ear looked at.”

“Ugh. Can’t wait. It hurts soooo much,” Faye politely complained.

The door to North Ops opened without a problem. There, in the corner about ten meters away, was Mace going through a series of control boards, terminals, and monitoring systems. “Hey sexy,” Faye called.

Mace turned, a pen in his mouth. “Oh,” he muffled, then removed the writing utensil, “just doing a check. Also, I found some spare chronometers. You should all put them on so we can coordinate. They look spiffy, too.”

Cinder stretched in place, then followed Faye further into the room. “I don’t think I’ve worn a reliable chronometer before,” she said.

He approached them both, holding out the chronometer in either hand. “One for you,” he said, dolling out each one to the girls, starting with Faye.

“Nice,” Faye said, almost marveling at the thing.

Mace finished off by giving Cinder her chronometer. “And for you. They track a couple health metrics and other things. Also, tied to the mapping system of the installation.”

“Thanks. Can you still take us to the med-lab to get examined?” Faye asked.

“Your poor ear,” he said. “Let’s go.”

“Where is it?”

Mace pointed. “Not far from here. Tying things up and I’ll be done in a few seconds. Let’s get that ear taken care of.”

Cinder stepped forward. “Can I join? Just hang out.”

“Yeah. Don’t think you’re getting out of exam, too,” he said.

Cinder blushed. “Oh?”

“Yeah. Full body, too.”

Faye laughed. Cinder giggled nervously, still blushing. Together, after Mace finished his checks, they made their way to med-lab.

***

He led them into North Med Lab 1 and swiped his access card to the reader.

The door slid open. Behind him, Faye and Cinder patiently waited. He paused, then turned back to both of them. “Remind me to set up your own access cards.”

“What for?” Cinder asked.

“Skeleton keys,” he said. “Let’s get you two scanned.”

He stepped in first and watched as the two kitsunes glanced and marveled at the room. Faye’s eyes widened. Cinder’s expression was one of silent awe. Mace smirked.

He knew why they looked so excited; having all the medical amenities and aide was a vast, almost immeasurable upgrade compare to being on the road and out in Neo Mars’ wastes.

“This is amazing,” Faye murmured.

Cinder swayed her tail side to side with her hands clasped together over the soft padding of her pleasing bust. “Oh man, this is awesome!”

Several large exam beds, complete with sheets, terminals at each end, and a robotic high-end scanner system above lined the left of the room. More exam beds say on the opposite wall, with racks and cabinets of medicine, rows of equipment, and several lab counters and sinks along the far back walls.

“Glad you like it,” Mace said. “Alright, Faye, we’re doing you first. You’ll need to strip down to your underwear. The less clothes, the better the scanner works.”

Faye laughed. “I mean, I can go without clothes if it helps the best.”

Cinder gulped. “I… uh, I mean…”

“Relax,” Faye teased. “You haven’t even kissed him yet. Can’t strip until then.”

“Kissed?” Cinder gasped.

Faye burst into giggles again. “Yes!”

“It’s fine,” Mace chuckled, deciding it was best not to make Cinder uncomfortable, a decision which wouldn’t matter in the long run as the two kitsune would be naked in front of him not too long from then.

“I don’t have a problem showing some skin,” Faye said. She removed her shirt, shoes, pants, and socks, revealing a set of black, sexy panties and bra.

“Nice,” Mace grinned.

Faye swished her tail. “Yeah? Which bed do I lay on for an exam?”

Mace took a step to one of the exam beds and then opened a terminal sitting in front of the bed’s end. “This one. Lay down and hold still, basically, while it does what it does,” he explained.

Faye nodded, glancing at Cinder, then Mace, and hopped up on the exam table. She shuddered briefly. “This is cold on my ass. It’s ice,” she groaned.

“Let me turn on the bed warmer.” 

With that, Mace turned on the warming mechanism, then primed the med-scanner. He waited a few seconds, watching the body image of Faye on the terminal adjust to the bed’s rising temperature. He could see the shifting colors in thermal imaging, which made it less of hassle.

“Better?” Mace asked.

Faye nodded. “Yeah. Thanks. So, stay still?”

“Yep,” Mace finished. “Let’s get a look over you.”

Cinder stepped behind Mace, perching her face over his shoulder. She tilted her head, curious. “May I join?”

“You want to watch?”

Cinder nodded. “Yeah. This stuff is neat. I want to take notes. Besides, wouldn’t it be better that we all knew how to use the stuff in here?”

Mace shrugged. She was right. “Yeah, that’s a smart idea. I’ll just let you look it over,” he said. “Monitor me.”

Cinder smiled sweetly. “Okay.”

“Okay. Faye, you’ll see a dim red beam move down your head, then to your feet. It’s going to scan your vitals and run a bio-panel.”

“Bio-what?”

“It’s going to examine you for wounds, injuries, illnesses, any sort of infections, so hold steady and take a long, deep breath,” he instructed to her.

Faye nodded. “Alright,” she said, inhaling, staring up at the arm hovering down her body.

A red, crimson line of laser light, dim and noiseless, scanned down her entire body. She felt it tingle along the soft peach fuzz of her creamy, white belly. Finally, the bio-scanner completed its first pass. It retracted back up into its well hanging over the bed.

He bit his lip. There it was. An ear infection. A bad one, too.

The scanner detected a few different bacteria, each treatable, but requiring more than a day or two to really cure it. Neo Martian bacteria could be like that. Mace didn’t want to alarm the kitsune, so he calmly explained it to her.

“Looks good. You have an infection in your ear. Bad, but we can fix it. You’re a little dehydrated and the infrared deep tissue scanner found some malnourishment. Not unexpected,” Mace concluded.

Faye twitched. “How bad is the infection, again? Am I going to lose hearing?”

“No, you should be good. The mender can solve most of that with stem and genetic components, either way,” Mace finished. “You can sit up, by the way.”

She sat up and turned to him, her formidable cleavage apparent from the push-up lace bra. “Well, the plan now is?”

“Hold there,” Mace said.

He knew what she needed. The system could synthesize antibiotics and other medical concoctions easily. Little treatment was out of their reach.

Still, some things took time.

This particular cocktail of steroids, antibiotics, boosters, vaccines, and other medicines would be enough to solve the problem. He’d inject her, given she was okay with it. After, Mace would play doctor, medic, nurse—

(doctor, play doctor, doctors sound sexier)

—and monitor the treatment. It wouldn’t take long. In several hours, the itch would be gone, and she may even hear a little better. But to really make sure there were no bacteria left behind, no other pathogens, it’d take another day or two.

But it would work and work well. Once it was injected, nothing would stop the progress of treatment. That’s how good Delta’s medicine was.

In fact, if he remembered, there was nano-technology somewhere in one of the advance med-labs. It was limited, unfortunately. Some time ago, the nano-tech farm was destroyed. The apocalypse did that.

These weren’t the self-replicating kind, either. They were programmable, but couldn’t make copies. A coat told him they’d figure it out if the med-Net AI could be set to run, but that required finishing the source code, which was done with another AI.

And it was still running.

SO, for now, good old pills, needles, sutures, and older tech (not to say the older tech was bad; you could still regrow a limb with it, or heal major wounds and gashes, but you couldn’t do it very quickly). “What are you getting there, handsome?” Faye murmured.

Mace heard her. “A shot. It’s going to fix that ear infection. There are steroids and some vaccinations.”

“Vaccines for The Singe?” Cinder asked, wide-eyed.

He shook his head. “Unfortunately, no.”

“Maybe one day,” Faye sighed.

Cinder crossed her arms against her soft, feminine breasts. She was in deep thought for a fraction’s moment, then let off a shrug. “Hopefully.”

Mace grabbed a syringe from a nearby cabinet. The syringe was needleless. It made sense; there was no point in attaching a needle until afterward.

That was where the dispensers came in. There was an attachment just for syringes. Prespecriptions, tailor made or generic,

He made his way to one of the other cabinets, approached the dispenser off to the left, and attached the coupling. The machine whirred, then blinked, and went silent. Mace watched as the syringe filled.

Finally, it was done.

Faye perked up. “Oh boy.”

Mace laughed, then made his way in front of her. He tapped the needle and then patted Faye’s left shoulder. “Give me this side,” he said.

Faye sighed. “Right in the arm, huh?”

“It won’t hurt. Needles are coated in reactionless anesthetic. Hold still,” he finished.

“Do it,” Faye said.

Mace pushed the needle into the flesh of the kitsune’s arm. “Is it in yet?”

He gently squeezed the plunger down with the pad of his left thumb, then extracted it. “Already done,” Mace smiled.

She rubbed her arm. “I didn’t feel it.”

“Told you,” Mace said.

“Do you feel better already?”

Faye nodded. “Yeah, already, a little better. Not as much itching and ache.”

“Great!”

Mace turned to Cinder. “You’re next.”

Cinder gulped. “I… am?”

“Yeah. Need to make sure you’re okay. We can do it tomorrow,” Mace said. “Unless you don’t want me to see your naked body.”

She blushed. “I didn’t say that.”

“Good. Then tomorrow, we’ll scan you.”

Cinder nodded excitedly. Faye smirked at her. Mace smiled, then led them out of the room after Faye got dressed.

“That didn’t take long,” Faye mumbled.

Cinder nodded. “Yeah, that was impressive. I’m ready for a giant breakfast,” Cinder groaned.

“Me too,” Faye agreed, swishing her tail, a subtle grin of relief from the itch before painted across her delicate kitsune face.

“Let’s get some food,” Mace said.