Creative Writing: Rulagh's In Use

The throbbing bass of the brothel's sound show roared through Rulagh's bones along with the pulsing lights above the mating rooms. Acrid stim-smoke saturated the air and made his eyes water. A holographic display of a high caste whore filled the ceiling. The crest on her scalp had darkened to a shade of red-black that matched the distended nipples of her scaled breasts. Rulagh flicked his tongue out. The display's pheromonal musk tasted stale.

Most of the rooms at the first level had discreet 'In Use' signs flickering over their entrances. A selection of whores, male and female, strutted on the ramps wearing glitter-crusted sensilk slit open, front and back, to display their aroused crests and the spunk-drenched scales of their pubic wedges.
A soft green light glowed above the ID panel and granted him entry to the Interstellar Humane Society.

The sensilk fabric of his pants whispered against his scales. He quickened his stride past Hajna's work area but couldn't stop his tongue from flickering out to taste her scent and know that Changuh's male spunk saturated her iridescent scales. She must have come straight into work after a long night of sex with him.

A teasing tinge of black traced the sweet curve of her crested scalp. Rulagh shifted his erect ipex to a more comfortable position beneath his robe, ducked into his cubicle and muttered, "Data dump on, stats three, archive four." A holographic image materialized in mid-air and the requested data scrolled up.

Fully trained as an exo-biologist, he could quote from memory the genetic matrices, diseases, feeding, territorial and breeding habits of over thirty thousand animal and sentient species. With four planetary years in veterinary surgery, he knew how to heal many different species. And
A cascade of calculations flowed under her hand and extrapolated the population growth potential for six feral Shrennan during the time span of eighty of the obscure planet's years. She inserted her foreclaw into the holographic data control grid and tweaked the parameters. The image shifted and displayed fluctuations in population growth based on hurricanes, tornados, fires and contact with the natives.

"Rich tourists and lost pets." Zesci raked her hand through her crest. She seated herself in a black resin wood chair and stretched her arm upon the gilt carved armrest. The heavy robe fell into sculptured folds over her slender legs and ankles. "Our department should have sent an agent to retrieve those animals as soon as the report arrived. If this news reaches the interstellar council, they might decide to reduce our funding and reroute animal control to another department."

Zesci's scent screamed rage. Rulagh's claws unsheathed themselves in automatic reaction. His muscles clenched, and his heart readied his body to answer her challenge. No one would notice or regret his demise, if she clawed out his throat for compiling this extrapolation and bringing it to her attention. He sheathed his claws and deliberately shifted his thoughts to mating instead of