<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/HkRoCqZ.jpg)</div><br/>"Access Level Omega?"<br/><br/>Now, that sounded<em>distinctly</em>ominous. Etoile cupped her chin, just so...Her expression oh-so-thoughtful, now. "Good work," she said, her brow furrowing just so - With a level *that* high, she was either a VIP or a security guard - and there was one advantage with being a VIP. VIPs generally weren't expected to know where to go!<br/><br/>Besides - she certainly wouldn't mind a little high-living...<br/><br/>A light chuckle purred from her lips, a gleam to her big blue eyes!<br/><br/>"Oh, I'm sure I can think of something..."<br/><br/>******************<br/><br/>As it so happened, Lucille<em>did</em>have a wide variety of costumes on hand. Some of them were gifts - Others, she'd purchased on the rare occasion she needed to dress up. This one, however, had been repossessed from the mistress of some would-be gambler who'd decided to skip the sector. Of course, most of it had gone off to the block to recoup his losses...But this one, she'd kept for herself!<br/><br/>"Hmmmmmm~" Lucille held herself poised before the mirror, turning *this* way and<em>that</em>...<br/><br/>"-How about *this* one?"<br/><br/>The violet bodice clung to her shapely curves, a little tighter than she'd expected...the elaborate floral pattern accentuating the swell of her bust. She'd freed her hair from her glossy ponytail, doing it up in twin braids - the tight collar clasping her slim throat, a visible<em>creak</em>lingering as she took an experimental step forward, the garters than held her stockings in place rubbing together with a silken<em>rasp</em>.<br/><br/>"It *is* a little tight, but...I don't think I've going to be smuggling much weaponry in there, anyway~" she mused aloud - Maybe in her luggage. She had the clearance, after all! Her hand rested on the curve of her hip, as she gave the hacker her most fetching smile...Over the past hour, she'd donned several outfits, sauntering along the corridor like it was a catwalk - Something she'd kind of enjoyed!<br/><br/>"...What do you think, hmmmm? I think this might be<em>it</em>."<br/><br/>She tipped her chin towards the yacht - "I've set the autopilot to dock...Wish me luck, will you~?"<br/><br/>After all - She *was* a guest. No point in arousing suspicion...She'd play along, unless something went *very* wrong indeed!<br/><br/><em>I could get used to doing this,</em>Etoile thought~<em>This could be *fun*-!</em>