*Kuntel keeps going, running his hands gently down her back and through her hair, carressing her and doing everything he can do to make her feel positive emotions.*
*Kuntel walks over to Krys.* Kuntel: Hi cher... *He kisses her deeply, and passionately. At the same time signing at Ezri to stop that and go get baby her and TRIBBLE.*
OOC: You need to specify what kind of stimulus. Sexual, more fear, that sort of thing.* *Kuntek keeps going.* Kuntel: Ezri, would you please help Kayla. And get them a sedative.
OOC: Ohhh... kay. Kuntel: Oh, yeah. He was here. First contact and all that. *He moves over to Krys, trying to take the rifle, but in a slow, non-threatening manner.*
Kuntel: So, you want popc... oh, sorry. Right. Can only eat that animal. *Hiss'ling'sssalass nods and pets Zwei. TRIBBLE wakes up and starts moving around.*
*Hiss'ling'sssalass picks up Zwei and walks back to the couch, stroking him.* Hiss'ling'sssalass: *Hisses.* Kuntel: Oh... you knew it was a dog. Sorry. *They continue watching the movie.*
*Hiss'ling'sssalass stands up and... walks rather dignifiedly to Zwei. It crouches down and hisses at it, extending a clawed appendage, like offering a handshake.* Kuntel: Uhm, Ambassador? That's a dog. It can't... understand your language. *Hiss'ling'sssalass stays there, appendage still stretches out.*
Kuntel: And you don't desire human flesh or extinction? Hiss'ling'sssalass: *Facepalms and nods, then hisses.* Kuntel: And you can only eat a certain animal from your home planet? Like a... parasitic relationship? Hiss'ling'sssalass: *Shakes his head and hisses more.* Kuntel: Symbiotic? How so? Hiss'ling'sssalass:…
*Kuntel is watching... Alien. On the viewscreen. Sitting next to him might very well be considered a young Xenomorph.* Kuntel: So... explain to me again how this guy found out about your species? Xenomorph: *Xenomorphic hissing and growling.* Kuntel: One of you crash landed in his backyard? And didn't eat him!? Xenomorph:…