Laura had indeed followed Misa, mainly because there was no way she would deny the request of a higher rank officer, but she had followed none the less. Upon arrival at the make-shift high dive and looked down, starting to get a bit nervous. It was not the height that bothered her as much as it was being the center of attention. Looking at the Captain who clearly intended for them both, she sighed. It was an order she supposed. She waited for Misa to give some sort of signal and when she did the new intelligence officer leaped off the high dive with Misa, splashing into the water below. When she surfaced from the water panting for breath, she looked up towards the sky and realized that it was starting to get later in the afternoon. Turning to Misa, Laura said, “Pardon me, Captain but I need to return to the ship if I’m to have enough time to find something for this… party this evening. Excuse me.” And with that Laura dried off and returned to the ship putting her first group outing aboard the Musashi behind her.<br/><br/>As it got even later in the day, Laura found herself at a table in the mess while she looked through the archives for something to wear to the party aboard the Belka and was not having any luck. She did not know what looked good and what didn’t. This thing was impossible. She groaned in frustration, attracting the attention of the crewmate who’d given her the swimsuit earlier and who promptly asked what was wrong. When the crewmate heard the problem a smile let up her and she grabbed Laura’s hand dragging the lieutenant behind her to her room despite the intelligence officer’s attempts to escape. When they arrived the door closed and locked preventing any further escape attempts. Indignant cries of, “No, What are you doing? You can’t be serious! Don’t do that!” Could be heard outside as the crewmate inside began to find something for Laura and using her as a dress up doll.<br/><br/>Later she would emerge from the room with a black and dark red dress with plenty of bows and frills with a hat and ribbon to match. Passing by a window she caught sight of herself in the mirror and sighed in relief. It seemed like the ordeal had had some benefit. She was dressed for the party now in this… What had the other woman called it? Goth Lolita dress? It was strange but at least it covered more than the swimsuit had and could conceal what she liked. With another sigh she made her way towards the Belka.<br/><br/><br/>Lyra, meanwhile after saying good bye to Moira had made returned to the ship and browsed through the archives as well. Although unlike Laura she didn’t agonize over the choice. Finding something she liked she took it and went to the quarter master to see if he could whip something up. When he found what she requested, she smiled and nodded her head. “Perfect.” Taking the offered piece of clothing she returned to her room to change. She was wearing a slightly slim blue and white dress with corset that flashed just a hint of breast. Now appropriately dressed she too made her way to the Belka.