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didn't care enough to do it today. Mange exited the showers while Tarik was still in the dressing area, he didn't sneer today but simply wrapped his tail around his waist and gave Tarik a small nod. Tarik nodded back and walked towards an open stall.
Like clockwork Goddess came out of the stall next to the one he was going for, her gorgeous nude perfect figure glistening with droplets of water. Tarik using some sense was trying to avert his eyes while still taking a peek here and there. Neither of them said anything as Tarik passed her. She let out a snicker as she walked to the dressing area. Tarik stood in the doorway trying not to look obvious as he watched her walk away, her hips swaying hypnotically. She paused at the threshold of the dressing area fumbling with a towel, which she dropped on the floor. She bent over at the waist to pick it up giving him a full view. She chose that moment to look back and wink, Tarik snapped his head forward trying to act like he had seen nothing at all. Luckily the part of him that showed the most reaction was already obscured by the walls of the shower stall. Tarik stepped into the stall quickly and turned the water on cool. He felt his heart rate slow and he let the water run down his back.
Tarik felt better getting out of the shower, his hair starting to return to its normal light brown coloring . He stood nude in the dressing area wondering what new hell today could bring. His first two days aboard the Beetle had not gone well so far as he could tell.
Daze burst into the room. “Hey Tarik, can we talk?” She said loudly expecting to have to talk over running water. She saw Tarik completely exposed, stood still and then quickly turned around. “Sorry. I thought you were in the stall. I didn't mean to… Well I … This isn't what I wanted … If you get the chance can you meet me in the Dome? I'm sorry.”
Tarik was too tired to care; he didn't even bother reaching for the towel to cover himself. “Yeah, sure, I'll be down there in a few minutes.”
“Thanks. I'll talk to you then. Sorry, I didn’t see anything.” She tried to lie. “I mean not sorry that I didn’t see anything but just saying that I didn’t see anything … oh gods, I’ll talk to you soon.” She said as she scurried for the door.
“Am I ever going to have a normal day again?” He said to the empty room.
Tarik walked into the Dome, the carnage from yesterday had been cleaned up already. Three pilots sat at one of the corner tables, Tarik couldn’t say if any of them were the ones who were in the hallway last night to show support because he honestly couldn’t tell them apart. Daze sat alone at the table adjacent to them, a half-eaten nutrition tray in front of her. The Gorrex from yesterday paced back and forth along the upper walkway.
Tarik grabbed his nutrition tray and drank a full glass of cold water before leaving the unit. He refilled it and went to join Daze. He knew he was only supposed to sit at the kiddie table but he wanted to know what the hell happened yesterday. He sat down across from Daze and got an alert that he was docked two points for not sitting where he was supposed to. Tarik decided he wanted her to tell him what happen, and then ask the questions for details, it’d be better that way so she could say what she wanted before being interrogated. So he sat and started eating, not saying a word.
“Are you mad at me?” Daze asked.
“No, I just want to know what the hell is going on.” Tarik replied.
“First off I’m sorry about walking in on you; I didn’t know you’d be naked. You have nothing to be ashamed of.” She put a heavy emphasis on nothing.
Tarik just looked up at her from his tray a small smile at the corners of his mouth.
“No, not, ugh… Anyway sorry about that. So yesterday, it was just an argument about a drop ship she was repairing, or supposed to be repairing. She seriously fucked up one of the attitude compensators and in the process also
Like clockwork Goddess came out of the stall next to the one he was going for, her gorgeous nude perfect figure glistening with droplets of water. Tarik using some sense was trying to avert his eyes while still taking a peek here and there. Neither of them said anything as Tarik passed her. She let out a snicker as she walked to the dressing area. Tarik stood in the doorway trying not to look obvious as he watched her walk away, her hips swaying hypnotically. She paused at the threshold of the dressing area fumbling with a towel, which she dropped on the floor. She bent over at the waist to pick it up giving him a full view. She chose that moment to look back and wink, Tarik snapped his head forward trying to act like he had seen nothing at all. Luckily the part of him that showed the most reaction was already obscured by the walls of the shower stall. Tarik stepped into the stall quickly and turned the water on cool. He felt his heart rate slow and he let the water run down his back.
Tarik felt better getting out of the shower, his hair starting to return to its normal light brown coloring . He stood nude in the dressing area wondering what new hell today could bring. His first two days aboard the Beetle had not gone well so far as he could tell.
Daze burst into the room. “Hey Tarik, can we talk?” She said loudly expecting to have to talk over running water. She saw Tarik completely exposed, stood still and then quickly turned around. “Sorry. I thought you were in the stall. I didn't mean to… Well I … This isn't what I wanted … If you get the chance can you meet me in the Dome? I'm sorry.”
Tarik was too tired to care; he didn't even bother reaching for the towel to cover himself. “Yeah, sure, I'll be down there in a few minutes.”
“Thanks. I'll talk to you then. Sorry, I didn’t see anything.” She tried to lie. “I mean not sorry that I didn’t see anything but just saying that I didn’t see anything … oh gods, I’ll talk to you soon.” She said as she scurried for the door.
“Am I ever going to have a normal day again?” He said to the empty room.
Tarik walked into the Dome, the carnage from yesterday had been cleaned up already. Three pilots sat at one of the corner tables, Tarik couldn’t say if any of them were the ones who were in the hallway last night to show support because he honestly couldn’t tell them apart. Daze sat alone at the table adjacent to them, a half-eaten nutrition tray in front of her. The Gorrex from yesterday paced back and forth along the upper walkway.
Tarik grabbed his nutrition tray and drank a full glass of cold water before leaving the unit. He refilled it and went to join Daze. He knew he was only supposed to sit at the kiddie table but he wanted to know what the hell happened yesterday. He sat down across from Daze and got an alert that he was docked two points for not sitting where he was supposed to. Tarik decided he wanted her to tell him what happen, and then ask the questions for details, it’d be better that way so she could say what she wanted before being interrogated. So he sat and started eating, not saying a word.
“Are you mad at me?” Daze asked.
“No, I just want to know what the hell is going on.” Tarik replied.
“First off I’m sorry about walking in on you; I didn’t know you’d be naked. You have nothing to be ashamed of.” She put a heavy emphasis on nothing.
Tarik just looked up at her from his tray a small smile at the corners of his mouth.
“No, not, ugh… Anyway sorry about that. So yesterday, it was just an argument about a drop ship she was repairing, or supposed to be repairing. She seriously fucked up one of the attitude compensators and in the process also
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