Noctis was a verry arrogant AI, so he basically did not bother to reply to the little dragon's taunting remarks. And since the dragon had guest permissions granted, the AI could also not punish him anymore for any comments. So, Noctis just monitored the outer perimeter and Serafimas stats as usual, without paying attention to the constantly chattering dragon.<br/>Snow was lucky though, the Norva had been absorbed in her flying, or, she would have punished Snow way more for his annoying comments.<br/><br/>As she turned to the -for a while forgotten - shifter, not seeing a vomitting or fainted body behind her, relief flooded her mind.<br/>Seeing that the dragon coped well with the ride, she was secretly glad. The Blood hunter had to give controls to Noctis when she flew humans, because otherwise they would not be able to bear the shaking and spiraling, turning their stomaches.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~But still, turning feisty and brazen as soon as I hold the reins too lose.. this is not good.~</span>thought the Norva, while she looked at the dragon pretending to be tough infront of her.<br/><br/>Shrugging her shoulders she remarked with a cold smirk.<span style="color: #FF4040"> "Its not jammed. You just dont have permissions." </span>Well of course, and the doors should first optimize outside and inside pressure and create a small atmosphere barrier infront of the exit, before it could open fully.<br/>There was an emergency eject of course, but she would not use that this time, even if it was quite tempting to shoot the troublesome dragon into space with all pressure possible. With an evil smirk, Serafima smoothly left her commanders seat and approached the doors - and Snow - slowly. A certain air of danger might be noticed, if somebody looked carefully at the glint in her eyes.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"I know something more fun.."</span>she imitatedd Snows phrases today, but they sounded a little different from how he said it, so, though the words were the same, the meaning got twisted.<br/>Having monitored his misstress' habits for a very long time already, Noctis was the one to predict Serafimas next moves.<br/>Approaching the dragon, the norva turned his chin around so that he would face her, and have his back to the door.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"Dont worry, soon you can have as much fun as you want."</span>she mused with a raised corner of her lips.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"First I need you to undress your clothes though."</span>her words were dry, and she didnt explain herself. She wasnt poor enough to take back her uniform from the dragon boy, but she had no intention of getting a new specially customized piece each time. And she only trusted some of the makers.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"Ah.. Dont bother, I'll get them myself." </span>she snorted impatiently, then used her other hand to search on the neck piece of the skin tight overall that now covered Snows body. As she found the button, she pressed her fingertip against it - only her fingerprints enabled the particle transfer of the overall, thats why Snow had to put it on like normal clothes.<br/>It did not take much time, and after that, the dragon would be left in his underwear in front of her, as her overall was automatically stored in one of her interdimensional pockets.<br/><br/>*Huuualalla*<br/><br/>The door to the hatch opened behind Snow, and Serafima exerted about half of her bodily power, as she suddenly palmed the dragon onto his now bare chest, leaving a little imprint and an electric shock to his body!  Snow flew outside of the ship into the atmosphere.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Alright his dragon power sealing is now disabled for a while.~ </span>Serafima shook her palm, that was drizzling with electric snakes of magic.<br/>Noctis closed the hatch door, and quickly restored the oxygen balance inside the ship.<br/>The while, the Norva had held her breath - she was not Vampiric enough to not need to breathe completely, but contrary to humans, she would be able to suppress her need for proper atmosphere for about half an hour if she did not exert herself too much.<br/>Turning on a hologram of the outside, she smirked while watching what Snow would do. At first she wanted to just kick him out, the same way she kicked him into the bathtub that time, but watching him fall backwards out of the ship, was somehow more satisfying to her.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~He will definitely need to pay back every trouble he has caused me. Slowly... and thoroughly...~</span>nodding, she informed Noctis.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"Monitor his stats."</span><br/><br/>Then she sat down in the commanders seat again, switched to quick manoevring mode, and hovered at a constant distance away from the dragon, too far too be reached quickly but not completely out of sight yet. She was not cruel enough to go into stealth mode.. or?<br/>She peeked at the switch out of the corner of her eyes with a slight smile.