Nero, Megan and Zaldira arrived on the main deck, the first mate giving her a quick display of the control room. "As you can see, our fearless Captain is ever vigilant. His dedication to the role as leader has him in here quite often." Nero explained, the captain overhearing and looking up from the pilot seat.<br/><br/>"Oh hello!" Grinned Dirk, his mustache curling above his upper lip and nearly perfectly lined teeth, "Getting the tour of the ship already? Nero moves fast! Try not to overload her with too much on the first day, my faithful co-captain!"<br/>"Naturally, sir." Nero nodded with a smaller smile, "Any reason for Crash's abrupt exit?" His eyes showed slight concern for the pilot.<br/>Dirk made a little frown, a pensive look on his face, taking a moment to think it over, "Well, no really. I asked him a few questions about the piloting system, then he saw the camera monitors in the hall with you two coming and took off in a hurry. I tried to ask him if something was the matter but he made some rebuttal about my mother. Funny thing is, I didn't think he knew my mother."<br/>Nero stared blankly at the Captain and at length finally winced and rubbed the bridge of his nose, uttering a long sigh from his mouth, "...Patience Nero...patience..."<br/>Captain Dirk shrugged and looked to Megan, "I hope you find everything you need while aboard the Condor. I personally cook the meals around here, so I hope you'll be hungry later."<br/>"Captain, what is our next destination?" Nero asked, looking down at his charts, tracking their current position.<br/>"Planet Zeda-12, Galactic Federation territory. We're being asked to assist the Aquarian-like beings there with some sort of trouble. No details were given when I answered the job request, so I don't know what we'll be going up against yet. Either way, we have a five hour trip ahead." answered Dirk, flipping a page.<br/>Nero nodded and folded his arms, "Fair enough. More than enough time. I think I can fit a session in. Is the V.R. chamber available?"<br/>"Affirmative. Why don't you take the new recruit along?" Dirk suggested.<br/>Nero looked to Megan and Zaldira, "We had a virtual training room built into our ship. It's perfect for physical training or tactical practice. It runs a simulation program based on the users mindset and allows them to set a difficulty level of their own design." He glanced to the captain for a brief moment and back to her, "...Unfortunately...I never go in with anyone, for safety reasons. So for now I'll be taking a short leave, but I'll see you at dinner. Feel free to explore the ship or socialize with the rest of the crew members. Our ship engineer Ratchett is down below in the engine room, and of course Crash is...probably crashing around the halls somewhere." With a quick hasty bow, Nero excused himself from the room.<br/>The Captain looked up from the controls, "Don't know what it is about him. I've tried my best to get Nero to rely on the team more, but sometimes he just...plays the lone wolf card. Absolutely will not train or work with anyone."<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>The hot water steamed over Crash Graves. His hair matted down running over tanned skin. His mouth was hung open, heaving for breath, his veins rigid along his neck. One hand pressed to the wall to support his weight.<br/>"Aggghh...." his voice groaned, his eyelids closed, full of imagery. The vision of Megan's mouth full of his member, bobbing her head back and forth. A steady yet tantalizingly slow motion. Her hands resting against his upper thighs. Their eyes making momentary contact before she continued.<br/>"Ahhh.....ahhhhh....unngghh!!" he suddenly cried out, his hand clenching his rigid throbbing cock and pumping the shaft fiercely. The head exploded with a fierce burst of hot white semen, Crash's legs buckling a moment as he struggled to contain himself. His heat leaking from the cap and through his fingers, mixing into the swirling water below.<br/><br/>Crash put his head to the shower wall, cursing his luck. Some days he really wished he wasn't a sex addict.