Whatever was chasing them was getting closer as she drones led Daphnee forward through the forest and towards a point where they could extract her. The drones chattered in their own language in what could only be described as a little panic, one always looking down at it's little computer, one behind her messing with the controls for the backpack on her back and the third continued looking about the tree tops, stumbling slightly on occasion, but quickly catching up after each one.

In the distance from behind them one could hear a faint his, almost as if from a snake as a black scaled horror lept through the trees after them. In front of them they were quickly approaching what looked to be another clearing, the lead drone gestured towards it and they'd slip out into it where they'd stop. The horror didn't need more than a minute chance to pounce on Daphnee, knocking her to the ground pinning her. The drones panicked slightly pushing buttons as the reptilian horror brough a claw to Daphnee's throat and slowly dragged it downward and began cutting through her top.

It was in the second a strange feeling of nausea would come over Daphnee, her vision would blur and then darken to nothing for a half second before she'd fine herself in an odd room on a pad of some sort with the three drones around her and a nother similar alien, but with a larger head, on a large computer console... she'd slow find that she wasn't wearing her shoes anymore but was otherwise no worse for wear.

“AAAIIIIEEEEEE!” he creature had easily pinned her to the ground as it ignored to drones, they either had no claim on her or it did not even acknowledge them as a challenge. It's rank breath had been upon her and she could here shredding as the thing went for a swift claiming of her body.

Her heart pounded against her chest her arms and legs flailing as she tried to dislodge it and kick.

“NOOOOOO!” She felt nausea that this was happening to her yet again … no that was another feeling entirely all goes dark for a moment and she's laying there with no shoes just the evidence of a ripped top to deal with as evidence of something having happened.

Confusion shown in her eyes as she glances at the drones trying to make sense of what just happened.

The transporter room of Karayah's 'little' yacht of a ship was quite simple, the walls were white, the floor was a black and red checkerboard and the ceiling was a soft silvery tone. The drones that had brought Daphnee here came up to her to help her up, one pushed a button on the machine binding her and it released her before going to communicate with the larger headed Reticuli. None of them addressed her.

It took a few minutes, but soon arrived a Reticuli that was taller than the others, has long black hair and a female looking build. The drones ran up to her and stood at perfect attention offering an odd gesture which must have been a salute. At first she spoke in their tongue and the slipped out of the room (the friendly drone waved faintly to Daphnee as it left) then she approached Daphnee running a hand over the tear in her garments.

“I really should have sent soldiers to procure you it seems. Oh well, hindsight is always 20/20 isn't it?”
she appeared quite fluent in english unlike the other aliens.
“Allow me to introduce myself, I am Karayah, Reticuli Queen and you're now aboard my personal away ship which is a little ways above your school. If you're not injured, would you please follow me, I'd like to begin as soon as possible.”

This was strange like being in a movie as it was so surreal. The binding if she could even call them that had been removed, it could have been a sign of good faith since she was cooperative or utter confidence that she could not do anything now she hoped it was more the former than the later though in any case it was a relief to be rid of them.

But she followed without any fuse going here and there as she followed along. She even gave a small wave to the friendly alien who had departed.

“Queen?” She of course did not know if that were a title or something hereditary like on her planet but she had hoped that she was showing the proper respect with a bow.

Looking at the torn cloth she smiles a little, curious as to her lost footwear though she does not yet bring that up. “It could have turned out worse, this is getting off with a warning,” she looked at the torn material. She had assumed that she was not staying long, though there may have been a misunderstanding there, she was eager not to be restrained and had given in readily when the option to made more sense than the alternative.

“It all worked out in the end.” It was a good thing she had not resisted much given the end results. “I am fine,” she follows close behind letting the Queen lead the way.

“Begin what?”

Karayah would smile slightly, though those gray lips couldn't help but make her smile appear slightly off-putting. She so enjoyed answering questions.

“Yes, Queen, I believe earth Bees have a similar structure though, members of my little collective each have their own minds wants and desires, I still control them through a mental link for which I am center. In essence I could eliminate any one with just a thought. As you could likely imagine this makes for a much more peaceful world that lacks any semblance of major crime.”

she explained in a very regal sort of tone as she moved for the door which opened as one might imagine a starship door to. She'd brush a hand through her coal black hair before she'd continue to address the girl.

“As for what we will begin, I suppose it couldn't hurt to tell you, you have no means of escape until I've decided I'm done with you. I'm going to do a few non-invasive experiments on your body while a few colleagues in the intergalactic community observe. They are very interested in the capabilities of the human female and perhaps when we're done with that I'll get to have a little side fun before I return you to your school just as if you had never left.”

she sounded reasonable enough a creature though when she said 'side fun' one couldn't be faulted for hearing something sinister there.

She had wondered what happened, in theory, if someone managed to assassinate the Queen. Was it like bees and ants where another will just evolve to take the place of the Queen She only considered the option out of a mild curiosity that came and went.

Daphnee chewed on her lower lip as they moved onward though. Non evasive … she wasn't thrilled with being a specimen but she had little choice in the matter. Besides, she had given her word about it.

“Just no restraints ...” of course she wasn't really in a position to make any demands as she followed. Her hands had been behind her back as she walked along. She had wondered what the Queen had meant by a little fun for there were several ways she could take that.

“What's you're idea of fun?” Daphnee figured that she was not going to like the answer but she posed the question regardless as they moved along, Daphnee took in as much of the ship as she possibly could though of course she understood none of the functions.

Karayah lead through several long hallways as Daphnee made her request. She turned around for a moment cocking her head curiously and looking into her eyes for a few long moments, the black, reflective pools looking for something.
“no restraints? That can be arranged. I don't want you afraid you need to be as calm as possible during the tests to come.”

she would lead the way to a rather unique looking door aboard the ship. A few button presses opened it leading into a large open room with several monitors on the walls with cameras attached. Mechanisms stretched down from the ceiling the question asked next made her laugh a little.
“My idea of fun? I like more thourough testing than the community at large is used to, I promise you'll enjoy every second of it as much as I do.”
a light shined down from the ceiling and the monitors flickered on, several aliens of various sorts appeared on them. In the light
“Please stand in the light and undress as completely as you can, but not more than you're willing. Please also try to do It as you would to arouse a lover. “
as soon as daphnee was in the light she'd likely hear the hum of scanners coming to life.
“Also know your audience is in the thousands.”

Thank God, no restraints. Before coming to this crazy place she had thought a little bondage might be fun to play with but she was dreadfully wrong given what occurred her first night here and on subsequent evenings since.

Restraints were associated with pain now, she had only one good experience with them and that was when her Mistress played around with them once. She had tried to read those eyes but found that she couldn't.

But she followed along until her eyes fell upon those monitors. Her answer was supplied to her and while she dreaded some of those matters as her imagination began to run away she simply nodded slightly at the response.

She just didn't want to be hurt again and already if she remained in the woods she would have no doubt been accosted by that thing that nearly had here if not for the intervention of her captor so she bit down her initial nerves.

“Thousands ...” Daphnee swallowed a little. Why did she get that feeling that they were about to film a porno or something. She looked at the Queen, then the bank of faces then back again.

She had already agreed not to place a fuss as long as she wasn't restrained. “A request then ...” accepted or denied she would do her part, it just made it somewhat easier. “A blind fold?”

She of course didn't need one, and of course had no idea what sorts of fun she was going to be subject too but at least she could shut out all those distracting eyes upon her as she moved forward into the circle of light.

Karayah's slit of a mouth curled into something of a smile as she watched Daphnee react to the information she'd been given. She moved to a wall before turning and straightening the simple dress she was wearing.
“Yes, thousands. About seventy percent female, about eighty percent of them scientists or students of xenobiology and psychology.”
she offered as if that would help the idea of stripping for such a sizable viewing audience.
“and I'm afraid I can't offer a blindfold, though I can't imagine how that would help. The data collected will need to be as pure as possible for it to be of use.”

her smile shifted slightly as she considered a few things.
“If you'd prefer another to undress you or to be undressed in a more violent fashion that can be arranged and be useful data...”
a bit of a chuckle escaped the queen as she considered the image of daphnee being violently stripped of her clothing... something for later perhaps.
“Now please, I'd hate to hold our audience too much longer. Remember just as far as you're willing to go.”

So many! Wow … so many watching her. Of course she felt a bit nervous at this, her heart pounded steadily though of course there was had not been the thought of any defiance given their earlier arrangements.

The options that were given to her though … normally she did not have a say in how she was undressed though the option of violently meant that there was an interest in such a matter.

“I need my clothes ...” how embarrassing it would be, such a hassle in sneaking around too in an attempt to avoid other students and prefects while nude.

“But ...” she paused, she could do this herself certainly but it seemed that seeing something different would be of an interest to their studies. “One of the al – one of the ones sent to retrieve me can undress me, the first one I saw -”

She blushed a little, in part at the realization so many eyes were on her, in par a having someone else undress her.