Nixant smiled once Martin was gone, she could finally please herself without seeming like a slut or a whore. She swayed her feet off of her bed and onto the floor, making her way to her dresser, she opened a small drawer that didn't even seem to be there. Reaching her hand in she pulled out a cylinder with a round tip, it had an inscription on the side and a small battery pack.  She stripped of her armor and most of her clothing, with the exception of her bra and panties. She flipped a switch onto a mode that said: 'Max.' She was very ill-witted, what happened if Martin came back into the room while she was pleasuring herself, she stood pulling her baggy like pants onto her. She rolled her shoulders picking up a book, she left the drawer open and the small dildo on her bed. She flipped page after page, frowning at Martin when he got here. "What took you so lon-."<br/><br/>She mumbled. Looking up at Martin she smiled, dropping the book she laughed. Sighing, she swayed her feet off of the bed. Now standing she walked over to Martin to grab his stuff from him, if he didn't give it at will she would take it at force, though she'd most likely fail due to the fact she's a medic. If or if not successful, she either tossed it over to the side or pointed to the side. Now glaring at the thing in Martins hand she attempted to put her hand on his, gently attempting to open it up. If he didn't do this at will she'd put her finger on a pressure point, one that if pressed onto hard enough would open. She chuckled glaring at the necklace and inclined her head, she turned around. Her hair swaying, also noting she only had a pair of baggy pants on and a bra. She frowned a bit, then her face lit up with a glare. "Who's that for, a loved one?" She smirked tossing herself onto her bed and putting her feet in the air.<br/><br/>She then looked at the Drawer open and her dildo on the bed, she couldn't do both and get away with it. So she threw her book at the drawer, it slammed shut and she stuck the dildo in her pants and inside of herself. Hoping Martin didn't see, she swayed herself onto her feet once more. Each step she took she felt weaker because of the dildo, she then fell onto Martin. Her hair falling over her face she put her arms onto his shoulders for balance, letting out a huff of air to move the air from her face. She then glared at the hand with the necklace once more. Rather wondering who it was for than were he got it or what is cost, impatient as always she cracked her knuckles and waved her hand around as if signaling something. "Well what- Or who's it for?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>