<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/___protector_of_time____by_vincentxyooj-d5lw1gq_zps59496fa9.png)</div><strong>Allia Rowe<br/>Dropship Black Sun, outbound<br/>Deneb Algedi, Benjamin District<br/>Draconis Combine<br/>1 January 3145<br/>Tagged:</strong>Kari<br/><br/><em>"That being said, I so agree; the pair of us need to sneak off to a spa or a massage or both – preferably both – for a little bit. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nothing against the team and all. They’re great people and I couldn’t ask for a finer body of men, but it’s also a total sausage-fest some days, better not repeat that, by the way”</em><br/><br/>It was nice to hear Kari joking and relaxing.  The day to day of running the company tended to strain her a lot more than Allia had noticed, but the tone in her voice was more melodic and happy, a change Allia found very attractive.  She echoed Kari's laugh, thinking about some of the sausage she'd had the opportunity to sample over the past few years.  "You may have to tie me down to keep me from sharing with the company!"  She laughed again, her hand touching Kari tenderly on the leg as she kept the other woman's eyes locked with hers.  "Of course a sausage fest isn't such a bad thing, it's nice to have a little variety once in a while.  The idea of variety was a bit more in the other direction than her comment had made it seem, but then again Kari and Allia had really been the only women mechwarriors for a long time till Angelina joined, not that she lasted long.  "But I definitely think you and I soaking in a private mineral bath down near Paradise Ocean, or a chance to be pampered would be wonderful."<br/><br/><em>“As you can see, I was just getting started. And I don’t know how much you’ve spotted; you’ve probably seen the legs, but there’s more on my chest and back too”</em><br/><br/>Allia watched as Kari showed each tattoo and described the reason behind them.  The mention of more artistic story on her torso made Allia smile more.  She ran a finger down the inside of Kari's arm when she held it up to show the different pictures.  She kept her touch light, but kept her attention as if she was closely examining each line and color pattern.  "Does any of the art on your chest or back have a special story or meaning?"  Her eyes shifted slightly to Kari's chest, wondering what it looked like under her white tank top.<br/>