Renegade on Kara The Great Basin Chapter 2 Back to the University

Going on the run from spell casting AIs, dragons and a nearly all powerful state isn't easy, even on a world with an infinite surface.

Two pelicans landed in front of them and flowed from the shape of birds into boxes once more. Each touched their thumb to the locks and retrieved their e-readers.

Roger told Lynn, “Get us a private tram car with a bed and a shower,”

Again, his touch so delicate she remained unaware of it, he slipped through the crack in her shield. 

She had one vivid imagination. He saw the kinky things she thought he would have her do once they had privacy in the tram.

Not a chance. 

As the top mage student at the University, he always had dozens of extremely talented women and men vying for a chance to be in his bed. With William Stevenson’s Enslavement Spell on her, there were commands he could give her to make her just as eager as they. There were other spells he could use on her too, but he never resorted to such before and wouldn’t now.

But he didn’t tell her that. He let her stew about what things he might do to her and the commands he might give her.

 It was Roger’s first time in a private long-haul express tram car. Its nanotech shape-changing nature made it much roomier than its 2.5 meter on a side volume.

“Shower.”

“The Shower and eating nook are not available until the car reaches cruising speed. That will be twelve minutes after departure. Departure is in seven minutes,” announced the room AI in a pleasant feminine voice.

Roger hung everything he wore in the tiny closet. After some hesitation, Lynn stripped and hung up her own clothes without him ordering it. Like every other University student he knew, she was no fonder of wearing clothes than he.

Then they sat in shape-changing seats facing each other, neither bothering to hide how much they loathed each other.

He didn’t feel the car start and only noticed it because the scenery outside the faux window started changing. There had been no announcement.

“I’ll shower first, then you can have it.”

Surprise showed on her face. “You don’t want me washing your back?”

Roger shivered. “I don’t ever want to be touched by the likes of you. That is a contamination I would never be able to wash off.”

There, she knew Roger had no plans to force her into kinky sex. Yet the idea pissed her off more than if he had degraded and ravished her as soon as he got her alone and helpless.

They sat in silence, their mutual hate filling the gap between them.

“Cruising speed. Shall I extend the shower?” the AI announced.

“Yes,” Roger said in relief.

The wall extended out, taking up every bit of the compartment not occupied by the seats. Then a door in it slid open next to him, not Lynn.

“Your shower is ready.”