<div class="floatright">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/jillvader/mw-nmfkmpkarimonero_zps55a1bf27.jpg)</div><strong>Kari Moreno</strong><br/><strong>In her office, on the ship, in space</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Allia</strong><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Dropship <em>Black Sun</em>, outbound<br/> Deneb Algedi, Benjamin District<br/>Draconis Combine<br/>1 January 3145</strong><br/><br/>“I wouldn’t mind a few more women in the unit myself,” Kari agreed, listening to Allia. “It’d be a nice change and all, and definitely loosen up a lot of the tension around here,” She added. “Handful of girls, whole mess of guys cooped up in a space ship for weeks on end, and it’s easy to see how crazy happens.” That bought on another small laugh, ending in a bit of a whistful sigh. “hell, it’s nice just to have someone to talk to from time to time”<br/><br/>That turned into a grin. “oooh, and definitely a yes to being pampered and treated nice and the like. I don’t think I’ve had a good massage or the like in forever, you know”<br/><br/>Her eyes dropped for a moment to Allia’s finger and where it lay. “So the back is a bit of a project. See the tiger there on the left arm? That started out as a one-off piece, but then kinda blended in with the flower and all the growth around it. So now it’s like a jungle, all brilliant greens and plant life and the like; a chance for a little bit of nature or the like to brighten up the drab greys and spaceship corridors that are my home. That spills over onto the back a lot as well, where it blends with some other things”<br/><br/>She looked over at her friend and Lieutenant. “I don’t know if you’ve ever seen that, mind. But, you know, if you want to, let me know. It’s art, and it’s there to be enjoyed, or at least that’s what I think”<br/>