Jal smiled slightly, shaking her head. "Still sounds like a porno. Oh, I did manage to find an old Movie in the archives a few weeks before I was transferred; I think I have it in my 'mech."<br/><br/>She walked over to her machine, the massive hulk looming over the wrecked enemy 'mechs, and climbed into the cockpit, before reappearing a minute later with a small shoulder bag. "Got it!"<br/><br/>Hopping back to the hangar floor, she jogged over to Shi and Aren, smiled as Hound stumbled about for a few moments, then patted both Shi and Aren on the head before heading for the lift. "We're gonna see at least two movies tonight."<br/><br/>A few minutes later, the screen set up for a movie with a projector unit aimed at said Screen, Jal walked into the Showers, not particularly caring if anyone else was there or not. Slowly, she stripped out of her combat suit, the light fabric peeling away easily and not nearly as clingy as other types would have been, followed by pulling off her undergarments, the panties barely two hands worth of fabric. Then, naked save for a towel slung over one shoulder, she walked into the shower room proper, the military-style stalls laid out like a series of cubicles with four and a half-foot high walls.<br/><br/>Hanging her towel on a peg, she stepped under a shower halfway down the row, shivering as the cold water blasted the combat grime and smell of flamethrower smoke off of her skin, and out of her hair.