Viralae returned to the common room, her skin damp from a bath now instead of sweat.  Her long silvery hair was wrapped in a white towel, but she wore her usual silvery mail bikini and miniskirt.<br/><br/>“Finaly,” she gushed over the letter.  “A real job.  I’m so excited.”  After a moment, though the purple lips pouted.  “Still…  How did we earn this guy’s attention?  You don’t suppose he wants us to do anything<em>too</em>under handed do you?<br/>