Abida shook her head, a twinge of disgust at the sound of how hive worlds were. Indeed she knew of them, slightly, but had no first hand knowledge. She knew of Terra though, a bleak, dead world, indeed the opposite of the worlds of the Akkad System. Paved over, the skies were smog, no oceans, no trees, no blue sky above, the world the Imperium called Holy was a husk in Abidas mind. And the hive worlds seemed a cruel mockery, a ghastly imitation. The Akkadian Nebula with its few planetary system played host to the Akkad, and perhaps one of the few places many bits of life that once dwelled on Terras surface still roam. "How horrible." she spoke aloud, commenting on how the Hive worlds sounded. Abida pulled a small screen to cover part of the alcove, giving her a bit of privacy as she changed. However a mirror behind Abida was still visible and displayed her as she changed. Her body suite was stripped out of fairly quickly as she spoke. "Akkad is different, all the worlds we hold teem with life. Plants, animals, seas are alive and thriving." She said as she pulled down her suite and pulled off her boots. In the mirror, showed her backside, the gentle curves on mocha colored skin starkly contrasted with the white suite she adorned herself with prior. She removed her simple black bra and panties, replacing them with undergarments of a similar look and color. When she bent down to pick up new undergarments from a drawer, her heart shaped backside was on full display in the mirror.<br/><br/>"Akkad, it is a different sort of place, the people, the culture, the attitudes... " she paused as she put her bra back on, for brief moment only the side of youthful perky breast could be seen. They were not particularly large, only a b cup perhaps, but their soft brown color and dark nipples carried an exotic allure to some. When the vox went off from Sister Naser. Abida moved into the middle of the room, though a minute late because she needed to have something on her body; she was wearing her panties and a bra of black color, fairly plain in design, no frills really. She had a white button up shirt on over that, but the shirt had not been buttoned. "Yes, Sister Naser, move anything around that you want, just be sure to label what you put on the shelves. I suggest anywhere with open space that is close to the entrance to the deck." she nodded to herself as she spoke loudly into the vox over her music that played in the background.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>