Kes peeked around Darion's shoulder and into the infirmary, now it was her turn to smile as she saw Kimmi cumming right there in front of her. Her moans echoed in her ears, the smell of sex filling her nostrils, it was such a turn on to see it, and wondered what it must have been like for everyone else to have seen her with every hole filled.  Most annoyingly of all it didn't help her get over the fact Toi wound her up and didn't give her a release.<br/><br/><span style="color: Red">"No offense, I am glad you got the fun of command. Means I don't get to have the mind numbing part of this charlie foxtrot."</span>She could feel for Darion, it was looking like a clusterfuck that he got to lead.<span style="color: Red">"Personally, I don't think it take much to get them to be distracted and "accident waiting to happen" is a mild understatement, like how it might be a tad cold out in space. Right now, the way I see it. We. Are. Completely. And utterly. Fucked."</span>It was going to be a monumental task, it was not an Alliance unit where you had discipline and a command structure, this was a hodge podge of personalities.<br/><br/>Kes put a finger up against her lips as she stood there. It could be considered comical the way she looked, like a hamster was running around in her head, powering her thought process.<span style="color: Red">"First, I like a cyanide capsule. Death before being raped for the rest of my life and all. Second, and I know this might sound really fucking insane, but hear me out: Get a crew wide orgy going, or pair partners up or something to let them work it out of their system. Fuck, we got all this repressed, and deliberately caused sexuality."</span>She pointed over at the infirmary.<span style="color: Red"> "Might as well encourage some of the crew to deal with it, preferably before bullets start flying. Thirdly, How are we looking for supplies? We are going to need a lot of grenades, preferable flash bang, rather not kill the Queen on accident? </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>