[10:31:47 AM] Moose: We gottcha a sekret room
[10:45:23 AM] Moose: Tah daaaah~
[10:45:26 AM] Moose: i brought a friend
[10:59:20 AM] *** Moose kicks in the door while Nakia is bathing ***
[11:04:16 AM] Scribs: Wait what?!
[11:07:41 AM] *** Moose points and shouts, "Look, See, The navigator, and she's all naked and stuff!" ***
[11:10:01 AM] Scribs: "What, what, what?!?" Nakia sinks into the tub to her shoulders and tries to keep herself covered.
[11:11:42 AM] Moose: The tech priestess sneers and looks down on her, "Oh my, how Revolting, naked, wet, disgusting flesh~ And such useless meat!"
[11:15:10 AM] Scribs: "Get out!" Nakia fumes like a child, blushing to her ears.
[6:06:45 PM] Moose: "She's a filthy mutant too~" Teased the heavily augmented tech priest, "though ive always been curious as to how the navigator mind, ticks!"
[6:10:52 PM] Scribs: "The nerve!" Nakia flustered and blustered, embarrassed but angry. "My bloodline is one of the purest in the Imperium! Be gone you- you walking, talking toaster!"
[6:21:43 PM] Moose: The chief enginseer holds her hand to her lips and unleashes a garbled string of chattering, "Ha. Ha. Ha. And here i had brought these lovely robes for you to wear~" She held up some particularly clean tech priest robes, "From my personal stock no less, no threadbare priestly vestimates, these are silken and warm~"
[6:26:10 PM | Edited 6:35:31 PM] Scribs: "Then leave them at the door-" The dark skinned navigator fumed. This tech priestess seemed to be enjoying herself at the her expense... For a moment Nakia considered trying to splash the two, but if she moved up any- she would end up exposing at least her breasts to them.
[6:31:05 PM] Moose: Not that they hadnt gotten a full eyeful when they brutishly entered~
[6:35:34 PM] *** Scribs shot the enginseer a look. "...Leave?" ***
[6:52:34 PM] Scribs: Nakia sunk an inch deeper into the water, suddenly blushing to the ears again. "I can reach just fine on my own!" Her voice wavered- obviously not used to being put into such a situation.
[7:07:26 PM] Moose: She broke into a much wider grin, looking over at Eli. "Oh but however will you get truely clean? You wont be able to get those sweet spots on your back like either if us could~" her back unfolded into a multitude of mechadendrites covered in tools, or clasping claws
[7:11:49 PM] Moose: "Oh~ho, i see now. You don't want a woman's touch then,"  Galatia pushed Eli closer to the edge of the tub, the non soapy water not hiding much, "You want a man's touch along that wet, entising, dusky skin of yours. Trapped in your cage for nearly a year with nothing but female company, you wanted a Real man. He'll have to surfice." "H-hey!"
[7:16:18 PM] Scribs: "This has nothing to do with that!" The navigator fumed. "S-stop talking about me like you think you understand me! That's not what I meant at all!" She brought her knees up- trying to cover as much as she could- one hand gripping the edge of the tub, while the other sunk below the water to cover between her legs.
[7:19:50 PM] Moose: :3
[7:22:40 PM] Moose: "Oh my~ Dear if you turn any more red that water will come to boil! Are you truly saying you wouldnt rather have this boys hands massaging up and down your back, working at those bound up knots from your loooong captivity?" Eli looked at Galatia, didnt he get an option here anymore? "I have such lovely scent oiled that would mix winderfully with that darker skin of yours~" the oriestess was practically purring, or idling at this point as she teased the blushing navigator
[7:24:31 PM] Moose: (Having fun with this? We should send this to elsy)
[7:58:48 PM] Scribs: ((Sorry, had dinner and stuff. Feel free to send it and get her opinion.))
[8:04:54 PM] Moose: (A lot to send via phone, could you?)
[8:07:03 PM] Scribs: "D-don't come any closer you wind-up harlot!" Nakia wished she could disappear about now as her embarrassment reached its peak. Who knew her heart could race this fast? Mentally panicking, she couldn't help but look wistfully towards a towel just out of reach.
[8:12:22 PM] Moose: Galatia's eyes had a dangerous tint to them, "Why Little Lost Lady Nazam~ What lovely hair you have!" Her many clawed, but dexterous dendrites wove themselves into her hair, "Must felt soo good to wash it, beibg trapped for months your prim and propper hairCut-" one of the claws snapped shut, a piece of her hair falling away under the water, "Was just ruined wasnt it? Dont worry dear, I'm something of an expert in removing, Unwanted, Dead, Flesh."
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[8:24:03 PM] Scribs: Nakia let out a sudden, shrill yelp and reached up to grip the mechadendrite in her hair. "Wh-why you!!!" Her outrage mixed with a pang of helplessness only to turn and twist her body- trying to face her now exposed chest away from the two.
[8:24:25 PM] *** Moose m ***
[8:24:54 PM] Scribs: (Zaman)
[8:27:47 PM] Moose: The powerful Enginseer snapped her free dendrites forward, attempting to wrap around her slim wrist as she struggled. But that only seemed to drive Galatia further, "S-so disgusting, watch as her useless meat bounces about as her body twists and turns~!" She was, quite into this, with the younger adept unsure what to do, does he step in and assist the noble, or assist his ally?
[8:28:16 PM] Moose: (zaman? Had i gotten it wrong 5ever?)
[8:30:43 PM] Scribs: Nakia felt light-headed, her humiliation somehow only getting worse. "Stop talking about me! Unhand me this instant!" She actually tried to slap the other mechandrite away.

("Nazam")
[8:43:24 PM] Moose: (Wait, so i did get it right. I think)
[8:44:20 PM] Scribs: (No, her last name is Zaman)
[8:50:39 PM] Moose: (Doh)
[8:53:17 PM] Moose: The sharp claws of Galatia's dendrites snapped at her face, shooting force and clamping shut just before her face, "I dont think so." The techpriestess purred, growled, or rumbled an engine, as Nakia saw more and more of her hair be tugged up and fall away into the washbin. Snip Snip Snip!
[8:59:16 PM] Moose: >It actually develops into a rather cute, funtional, and new du~ one that wont get ruined by hoods!
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[9:27:54 PM] Scribs: Nakia looks almost stunned. A mix of indignation and fury building up inside of her. "You- you overgrown hedge trimmer! I swear I'll make you pay for this humiliation!" She likely didn't know the cut might look nice in the long run- assuming this strange enginseer was giving her a hack-job.
[9:30:34 PM] Moose: "Eli dear hold this." Eli suddenly found a well polished, heavy, piece of bulkhead shoved into his arms. Nearly toppling over, he held it still long enough for Nakia to see her handiwork, "Mmmhmm not bad for a hedge trimmer."
[9:30:45 PM] Moose: Heh. Too many ~~~~
[9:39:32 PM] Scribs: "I-..." Nakia brough her hand down to cover cher round breasts and between her legs once again- peerign into the polished metal surface at her reflection. This haircut was... a little different from what she was used to- but it at least looked nice. "I thought you were-..."
[9:42:53 PM] Moose: "Improving you dear, there was little i could do with you under the captain's lothesome thumb." Galatia's augmented, but regular hand reached out and brushed along Nakia's cheek and up through her now quite managable and cute hair. "Until we're all as free as you." "CANISETTHISDOWNPLEASEICANTFEELMYFINGERS?!"
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[9:49:37 PM] Scribs: Nakia tensed- startled out her strange revery brought on by the Enginseer's confident (and surprisingly competent) touch. Glancing over and suddenly remembering Eli was in the room, she tried to once again sink back down into the tub to hide her body.
[9:57:49 PM] Moose: Eli struggles and slowly sets the heavy metal down to the floor, hopping backwards as he nearly slams it on his toes. The poor bookworm shook his fingers, trying to feel them again. "He's so cute though isn't he?" Galatia leaned in, a hushed, barely audible whisper, "silly, but cute, how he tries to arrange all the people against the captain~ A good boy."
[10:01:23 PM] Scribs: Nakia doesn't answer immediately, but eventually mumbled. "He's alright... I suppose." It was a bit strange to talk about boys-especially in this situation though. "Are you both not going to leave?"
[10:04:25 PM] Moose: "No dear, we've still much to talk about~"
[10:21:01 PM | Edited 10:22:23 PM] Moose: Both would actually be very interested in hearing about your daring escape,  in Full detail. Eli is interested in the how, Galatia practically demands to know how they disabled the vox recorders and how they seemed to deceive the 1st officer, neither know Inez MAGIK'D everything
[10:26:37 PM] Scribs: Nakia's under the assumption that if they don't know how, she likely should not be the one explaining it. Loose lips send her ass back to the ship's brig.
[10:41:35 PM] Moose: Eli however does a good job explaining himself, she was the only one uninjured from the rescue attempt, so she'd be the first to be debriefed
[10:41:46 PM] Moose: (A fine ass)
[10:42:39 PM] Scribs: Eventually, Nakia's going to just give up and leave the tub for the nearby towel. Apparently these two had no sense of decency. Perhaps Eli did. It could be this Enginseer harlot's doing...
[10:48:09 PM] Moose: He does have the decency to stare away as she steps out of the tub, Galatia having no such qualms with continuing to observe her. Her every step, her every wet curve. She had waited until Kazia had dried herself off enough, to step behind the woman, the long folds of warm properly expensive robes enveloping her. "There, that disgusting flesh is properly covered~"