<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/4c/ValerieStar01.png/468px-ValerieStar01.png)</div><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Valerie Orion</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315224.msg15234052#msg15234052)<br/><strong>SP:</strong> 36 / 36      <strong>HP:</strong> 35 / 35      <strong>RP:</strong> 6 / 6<br/><strong>Weapon IN HAND:</strong> Azimuth Laser Rifle<br/><strong>Equipped Armour:</strong> Vesk Overplate I<br/><strong>Carried Weapons:</strong> Survival Knife, Tactical Semi-Auto Pistol <br/><br/><strong>Consumables:</strong> Rations x3, Intoxicant x3<br/><br/><strong>Spells/Abilities:</strong> Celestial Radiance 3 / 3, Envoy Improvisation</tt><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Nailed it. It was hard to get Lyssiah to break composure, but every now and then she managed it, and it was never not satisfying. The best part was that she hadn't even really had to try on this occasion; she wasn't making it up, after all. In several of her old Mercenary companies, they'd celebrated with drinks following a successful mission, and then when they were in their cups, the boys would get a bit...handsy with her. Not that she minded, of course; the best thing to unwind after a good fight was a good fuck, and she actively encouraged them whenever they wanted to get a bit frisky with her. Sometimes she'd take her "Celebration Spankings" in private...and sometimes she'd take them - and other things - right there in the bar. They all knew to stop if she pulled her weapon, of course, but that very rarely happened. Most of the guys knew to behave themselves, especially after one of them went too far and was...unable to continue. Not that she'd tell Lyssiah that story; her hair would go white in shock! Ok, that would be funny to see, but maybe she needed to break through her shell a little more before she was ready to hear such mature content. She'd settle for the barely-restrained giggle she provoked out of her just now.<br/><br/>She shot Lyssiah a wink.<strong>"I'd say tha' they're the ones joinin' for a while, personally. I always had more fun wit' 'em than I did the more dour ones."</strong>She chuckled to herself.<strong>"But I'll draw up a list for ya later, if y' want."</strong>She gave a grin, then shifted her attention back to the front.<strong>"Later, though."</strong>She glanced at Reva as she spoke, then back at Lyssiah.<strong>"Yeah, Lyssiah. Gawd. You gotta stay focused on the mission."</strong>She grinned and stuck her tongue out at her from behind her helmet before eventually settling down. Jokes aside, Reva was right, much as she was loathe to admit it. They needed to focus on the mission at hand. If there were people waiting in the ship for them, then it was a possibility that they were entrenched and none too friendly. If they weren't, then happy days! She could just chat to 'em, schmooze 'em a bit and boom! Problem solved. If they<em>were...</em>well, it was a good thing she hadn't been skipping target practice day, she'd say that much.