<div class="floatleft">(http://orig06.deviantart.net/2289/f/2015/028/4/e/ryuko_by_kr0npr1nz-d8fqyq6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kathryn Foss<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 11, 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ready Room 04<br/><strong>With:</strong>T'chak, Open<br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"What is the purpose of crawling between Pubs? Is it to avoid enemy detection, or fire?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Kathryn let out a loud laugh before managing to suppress it. "Nah, nah. Nothing like that, big guy." She turned and pointed at him to punctuate her next statement. "It's 'cause the idea is to get so hammered ya' gotta crawl cause you can't walk." She grinned before returning her attention back to her search. "That's not the plan for tonight though; got stuff to do tomorrow."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kathryn would be correct that the elevator was cramped. T'chak having to stoop and almost fold himself into a corner so he wasn't pressed against Kathryn's petite body. Trying to respect a Female Miclone's "Personal Space". </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Kathryn raised an eyebrow at her companion's seeming chivalry/gentlemanly manner, before grinning and deciding to fuck with him some more. She slowly widened her stance, pressing her hands on her hips and maintaining a pose that became more and more 'shounen hero power stance' as T'chak politely squeezed himself more and more tightly into the wall of the elevator. There was only so much of her though, and even at her most obnoxious she could only take up half of the available space.<br/><br/>After a few seconds of maximum space-taking-up-ing, Kathryn collapsed back to her normal posture and playfully smacked her Zentradi companion on the back. "Don't worry too much about my personal bubble, big guy. We're gonna have to be besties soon. 'Sides, I can't have a pilot who's constantly being awkward around me, can I?"<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Kathryn beamed as they entered the bar. "Aww,<em>cool</em>." Her head swiveled around, taking int he decor. She stopped suddenly, freezing in her tracks as she noticed the waitress and Ryoko.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Please excuse Ayame. She is new."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Kathryn nodded silently, her  mouth clamped shut as her face slowly reddened.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm Ryoko, and welcome to my establishment, Zipangu."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I, um, yes. Hi."<br/><br/>Kathryn moved stiffly towards the bar and slid onto a stool with a certain awkward roboticness before snapping up a menu and apparently becoming intensely interested in how it felt pressed up against and covering her face.