Harlan took a seat at his console to the side of the Captain's chair, tapping at the computer. The bridge was quiet and the Captain nowhere to be found, which made him wonder just what everyone was up to. Thankfully he wasn't exactly blind in this kilometers long vessel. The wonders of vid-casting... and d'Crux never seemed to mind that every room and corridor in the ship had a recorder watching. Sometimes he was fairly certain that she enjoyed the fact. Flipping through the numerous feeds he switched them over to the staterooms only to stop abruptly when he switched to the feed outside Reyhan's quarters. A tall red-headed woman peering in the door with a hand sliding down in an obvious direction. Which makes him wonder just what she's watching that has her standing in a corridor about to pleasure herself.<br/><br/>His eyebrows shoot high when he switches the feed to Reyhan's room, brow not the only thing rising suddenly as he sees the Captain with her skirt up over her ass and a very aroused, very unique Reyhan behind her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>