<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xVOh4uv.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Aloisa Kriechjagd<br/><strong>Location: </strong>The Charolette, Saloon<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Light Crimson Sarong covering legs and hips, black silk sash "covering" her chest<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Dazed and hazed in the malaise<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Aloisa sat back in one of the chairs of the Saloon sipping lightly at one of the drinks provided on the ship... At first she had been annoyed that they had none of the "fine" brandies she had gotten used to in the City, only to find that what she thought of as fine brandy was better used to clean the muck from her leathers after going on Patrol. It served its purpose in getting one drunk enough to forget the bad moments, but... Goddess above, this stuff the Cream had... The Flavor! No urge to just toss it back and down the glass in a single go and let the burn cover the taste, you actually Wanted to taste it, delicate small sips much like the other ladies who indulged did. She sighed contently as she leaned back after finishing her glass and gave a happy little rumble as the warmth, that was another thing, a nice gentle warmth tingled through the body rather then the feeling of something like hot grease down ones throat, suffused her body.<br/><br/>She looked around the room taking in the view of the other women, alone for the moment as she had just gotten off her "shift" patrolling the ship.. She wasn't the normal security or bully types most ships had, she was a Seeker and as such tasked with watching for signs of unnatural "things" making their way aboard to cause trouble, or find sign if anybody aboard had been consorting with the like.. Thankfully all had been quiet thus far and it allowed her to relax somewhat.. Though the sudden change in fashion had taken her by surprise, one day everybody had been wearing their fine formals, then next they were in their undergarments, and a few even less. Some of the other guards had joked and gossiped at how loose the Cream were in private, though she hadn't believed it, though now she found herself a bit suspicious. Pleasantly that is, the show of creamy skin was Quite nice..<br/><br/>She herself dressed in a pair of loose and light silks, a long flowing crimson wrap around her legs helped keep her cool while showing off some, and same time hiding some of the scars she had picked up while working, pleasantly surprised at some of the almost longing looks a few had given her for the fit and toned legs and thighs. The only other bit of what could be considered clothing was a black sash she had wiggled and maneuvered to barely cover her chest, still giving a nice view of her Assets while strategically covering her scars.<br/><br/>She rumbled and arched her back, wiggling a bit in her seat as she stretched happily, licking the last little bit of drink from her lips before looking around the room..