There it was... the desire in her tone, the want, the<em>need</em>... Nayru was readying to kiss those delicious lips again, to taste her lovely-<br/><br/>And then her body tensed, her eyes snapped open, and turned around to see a certain Zeltron medic she knew all to well, her eye twitching at her words even as she shut the door.<br/><br/>"Dammit Soibhan!  Completely killed the fucking mood!" she growled out, still holding and pinning the woman between her and the wall "See if I fuck you ever again..."<br/><br/>But, it did remind her that she had a bit of a wound in her shoulder... and she sighed, letting the Togruta down, but not before kissing her again, forcefully.<br/><br/>"We will continue this, I assure you." she said with a grin, before moving to unfasten and unbuckle the pauldron covering her arm, moving to the chair in the room to seat herself in front of Siobhan, revealing the skintight suit that she wore beneath her armor, burnt and with a clear laser wound in it, though it did no serious damage, but did smell a bit "Shoulder wound, still functional, nothing vital or irreparable.  I'd fix it up myself, but it's easier to get you to do it.  Oh, and before I forget..."<br/><br/>She turned the chair about, to face Lhaarsa, and crossed her legs at the knee, smirking at the mouthy young woman.<br/><br/>"Gotta keep an eye on you, after all.  Given that I just saved your ass from your boss, how do you think you'll be repaying me?" she asked coyly "I can think of a few ways... any suggestions on your part?"