<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10416289#msg10416289">Quote from: Avalon29 on 25-08-2014, 03:54:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Laura, the new intelligence officer that had come in with the rest of the new crewman was outside at the moment with her legs hanging off the side of one of the islands many piers with her feet in the water as she observed what the other members of the crew were doing and trying to figure out what she was supposed to be doing. She was not at all happy or comfortable with her current attire. She’d had no idea what one was supposed to wear to the beach or what a good swimsuit was so she’d been forced to ask another one of the other crew members what she was supposed to wear. Said fellow female officer had only stared at her for a few moments then laughed and given her this black swimsuit with blue lacy ruffles with a smile saying she could keep it. Now here she was outside in this thing that showed far too much skin and which had no place to hide the knife she usually kept on her, not that her normal blue skin tight uniform left many places to hide it, although there were places if one was creative, when she would much rather be inside looking over reports. Still she would not back down and retreat inside. It would be like conceding to defeat. If this was what one wore to the beach she would bear with it. It was what a soldier did after all. Face their problems head on.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Misa smiled as she relaxed on one of the beach chairs that had been set-up when she noticed the boring look on the new Intel girl's face. "Well that won't do." she said taking off the sunglasses she was wearing and walked over to her. Even now Misa still drew heads in her one-piece sling bikini. She knew she was hot and she knew there were more than a few staring eyes on her. Much like the new helmswoman Lyra, Misa didn't mind so long as those same looks didn't translate to grabbing hands. Then they'd be in some real shit. As she approached her Misa smiled. "Why the long face Lieutenant?" the platinum haired woman asked Laura.