Her eyes lifted from her meal as the commander spoke, addressing her unspoken reservations on the matter of training the recruits. He was right, in a way. At one point she was more afraid of what would happen to her in the confines of the compound under his command than the beasts and monsters in the field. At the time, she understood ghosts and parasites more than she understood the protocols and expectations she was to adhere to. The consequences for defiance and disobedience were more real than some far off danger that had yet to come. Still, Ava was scared of<i>everything </i>when she first arrived-- the commander, monsters, dying, but she understood what he meant. It was better to be afraid of the known than the unknown. “I know what you mean.” She smiled, even though she wasn’t quite sure<i>how</i>to do what he was suggesting. Following his example would be challenging, she knew. The commander was naturally intimidating, but Ava by comparison was quite harmless. Her appearance was far from threatening, so she was almost certain that she would be tested. Fortunately there was time to think about how she would handle such provocations later. Now, she was more concerned with . . . other things.<br/><br/>A pleased smile curled onto her lips at his response to her invitation. “I suppose it does,” Ava agreed, going back to her meal. When she finished, and he offered to take care of clean up, she made her way up the stairs. Upon reaching the room, she opened one of her drawers and pulled out her new lingerie. After a moment of debating on which set she donned, she decided on a black ensemble, one that wasn’t too fussy. If it was at all effective, she wouldn’t be wearing all of it for long. When the commander finally joined her, he would find his conscript on the bed on her hands and knees. Her luscious round breasts adorned in tastefully revealing sheer mesh and lace, her rosy buds visible through the material. A black garter hung around her petite waist, the belts connected to corresponding thigh high stockings that clung to her slender legs. Nestled in her glossy dark hair was a pair of perky fox ears to match the bushy reddish tail attached to the plug in her tight hole. Her bright green eyes met his, as playful as they were seductive. “You’re so far away . . . You should come closer,” Ava purred as she crawled provocatively to the edge of the bed, her hips swaying alluringly.