Tip giggled as she was scooped up, sliding both her arms around Tam's neck and snuggling in and giving her amazonian lover a few moments to get the initial panic out of her system.<br/><br/>"I'm fine, Tam. I'm okay. Barely even scratched."<br/><br/>She wiggled just so, and Tam found herself groping that skinny little butt just so.<br/><br/>"But we should at least try to find out what happened! I mean, you aren't gonna get paid for the mission if your patrons assume you're dead, right?"  She leaned in, kissed Tam's neck...nibbled it, licked it...<br/><br/>...which was not quite enough to distract Tamritha from the next shock: seeing her face on every public vidscreen in sight above the bold, red word<br/><br/><strong>WANTED</strong><br/><br/>Perhaps it was high time to get the fuck off of this station? But that meant finding a way to contact Shokyou.