<span style="color: #FF0000"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Tanita Carmen Alessandra Lopez-Delgado</span><br/>“Tania“</div></span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/5f3673cb-dd40-4cf2-8eee-811a68c2052a_zpsc04e9728.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tania took the medi-kit from Karra and started to open it. As she had remembered there was a pair of pliers in it and she took it out and looked around. There was a bottle of whisky on a shelf and she poured some over it and took a swig of the bottle, shaking herself when the alcohol burned in her throat. She offered the bottle to Freya.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Ok, that was for desinfection and for courage. If you want you can taste, Freya. It won't hurt you, but maybe it is not your kind of thing."</span><br/><br/>She turned to the Princess with the pliers in her hands. Looking around she decided to do it on the pile of parachutes.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„Alright, Freya, I guess I apologize already before I start. I know the basics, but I have no idea how Tammy has shaped the plastic and it may take some time until I am able to grip it properly. I don't want to hurt you, but I can't promise you that it won't happen. Neither can I tell how you will react on the thing moving inside you. We girls don't react all the same on things moving back and forth in there. And you are the first Getalian I had ever under my hands, so sorry for that. Well, I guess you have to partially undress,  Freya. And then please lay down on the parachutes.“</span></div>