<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5b/9f/b0/5b9fb0f415b6ae8aafe8a806a35f08ee.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Bem<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jacob, Y'mir, Naru<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">When Y'mir and Bem passed Jacob could not help but smirk "Don't worry, I'll be there before he's done with you." he called back. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"...yay! came the faint cheer as Y'mir carried Bem deeper down the corridors to test most of the surfaces.<br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Y'mir let out a yawn as he reclined by the campfire, head resting in Bem's lap, looking outright exhausted from the hard labor of testing the various cots in the crew quarters...and the tables in mess room...and the countertops in the kitchen...</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Bem sat in front of the fire, comfortably warm as his suit had mysteriously stripped down to jacket, rumpled shirt, and shorts, and he comfortably pet Y'mir's hair now, having become quite friendly and intimate already.  Looking up to the rest of the members of the B team, he nodded in acknowledgement.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Y'mir, "We should be Team Avalanche, because we're cool, powerful, unpredictable, and will take out everything in our path!"<br/>Naru, <strong>"Really? I thought it was because you wanted to be covered in copious amounts of something white?"</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>A loud snigger escaped Bem's nose and he had to slap Y'mir's butt in appreciation of the joke, though he gave it a gentle squeeze after.  "Now you two get along without me, okay?  I'm going to be busy heading up Team Behm!<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Naru, <strong>"Well child I've never even heard of you bedding any women that I can recall. Is it perhaps that you don't know how to please them? It's quite alright if you don't, I mean, I suppose no one person can be good at everything. But of course, maybe that's the reason you don't seem to do much of anything else."</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Well, I can't say for sure if his skills would transfer, but I can vouch for his ability to please..." Bem smiled, his long hair still slightly ruffled.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Far Rider, "Ugh...by the Twelve, I'm never working with Mithras again."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"But we're so adorable and helpful!"  Looking up at Y'mir's hips swaying away, he looked to Jacob and grinned, standing up and stretching as well.  "See?!  Don't miss out, Far!" he gestured to dat ass, evidence of their race's utility, and himself was drawn away to skip after him, even as he invited their boss for an early employee pre-review.