Dominique No'resska sat on the cot in the cell she had been given last night.  She was still wearing her skimpy dance outfit from her shift as a dancer at the tavern.  But the guy who wouldn't keep his hands off of her, the bouncer didn't get there quick enough, and she used her martial arts skill to bust the guy's nose and get him of her.<br/><br/>But now, after a cold night, she was lonely.  Not to mention, that her superiors would be upset that she had not been able to give her report last night.<br/><br/>She waited with baited breath for a CorSec agent to come and let her out, at least, she hoped they did.