The good captain didn't even flinch as her strands of hair were toyed with,  the woman raising an eyebrow and finding it quite entertaining to say the least. Her hair was as soft as the silk of her headscarf and bounced easily as it was let go, returning to its naturally wavy state. The Ana this new woman was all kinds of strange and interesting,  and very much what slaanesh herself would endorse, the blatant artistic cant and the striving for perfection in her work.<br/><br/>The infractions of social code didn't bother Anastasia one bit,  she simply kept smiling sincerey , offering up a giggle as she was essenially perused like a showpiece. Instead of offending her it made her feel wanted,  powerful and Sexy. " I see I've gotten your interest a bit. Glad to see this old dog has her charms about her still. Old as I am being fifty and all. " she lookedbl a far cry from fifty,  her skin pale and smooth as porcelain but who knows with medicine these days.<br/><br/>When the reporter backed up from her she grinned even wider,  striking a small pose in a very obvious manner, her hands on her hip and her hair tossed over her shoulder as she leaned her weight onto her left leg. " Basing your work on me?  Then I will be a muse. And for your quarters?  I have a guest room. " she offered this with a shrug,  if the woman was gonna keep tabs on her she might as well do the same.<br/><br/>After that thought,  and without hesitance the woman removed the kercheif from her head , the silk hitting the floor in a swish of fabric. There,  atop her head,  upon the ridge of the skull were two bony white protrusions,  impish,  sharp little horns about two inches on length,  providong.a stark contrast to her black curls. " So how did you get this assignment anyway? " Ana seemed to have no fear disclosing her mutations,  instead she was seeing howbmuch the reporter would take,  as ... high and out there as the woman was. Next her holster came off and then the shirt of silk,  leaving her standing there in her velvet pants and not much else besides a crimson red lace bra covering her modest bust. Her stomach was trim and her waist tapered,  forming an hourglass figure in contrast to her child-bearing hips.<br/><br/>She then tuned to face the woman again,  pale skin as white as bone almost in the lighting,  a deep violet gem.of xeno origin decorating her navel, hanging from a chain. " Hope this isnt too distracting. " with a girly laugh she waves a hand and went to the drawer of a nearby stand,  boots clicking the marble and pulled out a silver case and cracked it open , revealing small white tubes heavily fragranced and meant to he smoked,  which she took two of,  placing both in her mouth. " Want one? " she mumbled around them, offering up the smoke. " Obscura. "<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>