<div class="floatleft">(https://s6.postimg.org/v1n2jvf7l/SpaceBun.png)</div>Fio sighed reluctantly as she pushed Yan Yi away from her overdeveloped vulva. She loved how aggressive the half-Qrood girl was with her affections, but it<em>did</em>make it hard to focus on more important matters. Or at least bring in to focus how hard it was for Fio to consider anything more important than having a cutie down between her thighs...<br/><br/>"Shoo! Go play with Lekka, or Ana!" Fio scolded her as she shrugged into her captains jacket. The wooly-haired tart just responded with a giggle and another lick across Fio's clit. "Myr~Ah!... Myrdi! Come get Yan, she's in a mood again!"<br/><br/>"Coming..." sounded softly from across the rec area. It wasn't entirely clear if it was an acknowledgement or an exclamation, but Fio didn't wait to find out. She clambered out of the pillow pit she'd been sharing with Yan and trotted up to the bridge. She was still nude save for her unbuttoned jacket, and her thighs glistened with a combination of saliva and her own secretions.<br/><br/>She plopped herself down in the captains seat just as Diane's voice crackled across the radio. Fio frowned. Hostiles? Why were they even down there already? She'd said she would just be a minute... But then it had been quite a bit more than a minute, and it's not like they couldn't handle a simple salvage themselves... Of course it didn't sound like it was very simple anymore.<br/><br/>Blue-eyed huh... so TESLA. But wait, why the hell was TESLA coming in guns blazing when they had hired them to come get the thing in the first place? Fio frowned and leaned forward, punching some buttons on the console. Was it miscommunication? Unlikely. Then perhaps an internal dispute? Possible. The place they'd been asked to deliver the cargo wasn't one of TESLA's main operations... Fio brought the contract back up on her screen. There it was. Tashi station. Kind of a junky little moon colony orbiting a gas giant in a remote pass-through system. Basically a glorified gas station. It had a nominal membership in the fringe alliance, but wasn't important enough for anyone to care either way.<br/><br/>She clicked on the intercom. "Girls, we've got trouble. Someone bring me my boots and my gun." She sighed. "And I guess my pants."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Where is the ship in relation to the wreck? Also, Fio's gonna check the sensors to see if she can find the enemy ship, assuming there is one.<br/>Rolling dice preemptively in case that's an assessment, add the appropriate stat as you need. Ignore if no roll needed. :)<br/>Summary: At 2017-05-27 23:18:11, Knarfy (uid: 59001) rolls: 2d6 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=103551)<br/>Probably a fail, since I doubt it's based on Physique. </div></div>