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kat8cha"And this is Dock 4." Shouko keyed in her pass code and the large docking bay doors slid open. "We generally work on the moscas in here." Byakuran followed, making a soft appreciative hum as she looked around. Shouko got that funny feeling in the pit of her stomach that she had long ago identified as the by product of Byakuran complimenting her. It was generally accompanied by a slight flush, but this wasn't about her, this was about Spanner's robots. Shouko looked around at Spanner's robots and took a deep breath.
Spanner really did such an amazing job. "Spanner's usually in here, she sort of takes over this room when she's working." Shouko hoped she could get her friend recognized by Byakuran, even if Spanner was Black Spell. "Spanner?" Shouko knew that Spanner had reserved Dock 4 for her usage today, locking out all the other techs, only Shouko's passcode or Spanner's would have opened the door.
The first thing to appear from behind the Mosca was a delicate, bare foot. Shouko felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach, her stomach acid fizzling unpleasantly around the vital organ when that foot was followed by a long, lean leg. Shouko hadn't… had hoped… oh god… Spanner was supposed to be done working on the circuits! Byakuran's appreciative hum had dropped an octive, turning into that low, deep, appreciative purr that caused Shouko to blush whole new shades of red.
The other leg slipped out, and then the pale yellow bush that proved Spanner was a true blonde, not that someone with Spanner's personality would ever dye. Slim hips and a smooth stomach were followed by a pair of small, A-cup breasts, the nipples bright pink and perky in the chilly bay. Finally two slightly chafed elbows appeared and Spanner pulled herself around the Mosca. It was like some very bizarre strip tease. "Shouko." Spanner greeted, pulling a lollipop stick sans lollipop out of her mouth. "You didn't tell me you'd be stopping by." Spanner started walking towards them, her breasts barely jiggling, but the precarious arrangement of blond curls on the top of her head wobbling like a house of cards.
Shouko had to stop herself from covering her eyes. First off, it wasn't anything she hadn't seen on herself, second, it wasn't anything she hadn't seen on Spanner, third, Byakuran would probably stop her from hiding. When she spoke Shouko's voice came out slightly pitchy "I announced that Byakuran-san would be doing an inspection today, Spanner." Meaning, I told you I would be out of contact, but did mention I might be stopping by.
Spanner's gaze turned to Byakuran, who had just finished giving Spanner a slow once over and was smiling mischeviously. "Byakuran-sama, what do you think?" Spanner gestured at the mosca behind her, at the various moscas in the docking bay.
"I'm impressed. You take care of all of this yourself, Spanner-kun?" Neither Byakuran nor Spanner mentioned Spanner's current state of dress, or lack of dress as it were.
"There are a couple of Black Spell members who are gifted with robotics, and a handful of White Spell as well, but I don't trust anyone with the moscas except myself…" Spanner pulled a lollipop out of her hair, causing the unstable bun to collapse and fall down around her shoulders. "Well, Shouko, if she's free."
Byakuran glanced at Shouko, obviously amused. Shouko felt distinctly uncomfortable, all too aware that Byakuran was probably wondering if she worked naked too. "I thought you were done poking around the circuits." Circuits were the only possible explanation for Spanner to be naked and wriggling around inside of a mosca.
"There's always room for fine tuning and improvement, Shouko, you know that." Spanner pushed blond curls off of her shoulders. "Byakuran-sama, I'll show you what the moscas can do if you'll give me a second." Spanner turned around and walked over to a small pile of clothes, underwear, and a green jumpsuit. Shouko glanced at the way Spanner's ass moved before diverting her attention somewhere safer.
Though, really, it was a dangerous day when Byakuran was considered the safer option.
Byakuran stroked a finger behind Shouko's ear, tucking a straind of hair behind it. "Always room for improvement, Shou-chan?" Byakuran glanced from Shouko to Spanner, and back again, a pleased smile curving her features.
Shouko felt her breath catch slightly, inner muscles clenching at the thought of a mesh of gold and white and red. "Of course, Byakuran-san."
Spanner really did such an amazing job. "Spanner's usually in here, she sort of takes over this room when she's working." Shouko hoped she could get her friend recognized by Byakuran, even if Spanner was Black Spell. "Spanner?" Shouko knew that Spanner had reserved Dock 4 for her usage today, locking out all the other techs, only Shouko's passcode or Spanner's would have opened the door.
The first thing to appear from behind the Mosca was a delicate, bare foot. Shouko felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach, her stomach acid fizzling unpleasantly around the vital organ when that foot was followed by a long, lean leg. Shouko hadn't… had hoped… oh god… Spanner was supposed to be done working on the circuits! Byakuran's appreciative hum had dropped an octive, turning into that low, deep, appreciative purr that caused Shouko to blush whole new shades of red.
The other leg slipped out, and then the pale yellow bush that proved Spanner was a true blonde, not that someone with Spanner's personality would ever dye. Slim hips and a smooth stomach were followed by a pair of small, A-cup breasts, the nipples bright pink and perky in the chilly bay. Finally two slightly chafed elbows appeared and Spanner pulled herself around the Mosca. It was like some very bizarre strip tease. "Shouko." Spanner greeted, pulling a lollipop stick sans lollipop out of her mouth. "You didn't tell me you'd be stopping by." Spanner started walking towards them, her breasts barely jiggling, but the precarious arrangement of blond curls on the top of her head wobbling like a house of cards.
Shouko had to stop herself from covering her eyes. First off, it wasn't anything she hadn't seen on herself, second, it wasn't anything she hadn't seen on Spanner, third, Byakuran would probably stop her from hiding. When she spoke Shouko's voice came out slightly pitchy "I announced that Byakuran-san would be doing an inspection today, Spanner." Meaning, I told you I would be out of contact, but did mention I might be stopping by.
Spanner's gaze turned to Byakuran, who had just finished giving Spanner a slow once over and was smiling mischeviously. "Byakuran-sama, what do you think?" Spanner gestured at the mosca behind her, at the various moscas in the docking bay.
"I'm impressed. You take care of all of this yourself, Spanner-kun?" Neither Byakuran nor Spanner mentioned Spanner's current state of dress, or lack of dress as it were.
"There are a couple of Black Spell members who are gifted with robotics, and a handful of White Spell as well, but I don't trust anyone with the moscas except myself…" Spanner pulled a lollipop out of her hair, causing the unstable bun to collapse and fall down around her shoulders. "Well, Shouko, if she's free."
Byakuran glanced at Shouko, obviously amused. Shouko felt distinctly uncomfortable, all too aware that Byakuran was probably wondering if she worked naked too. "I thought you were done poking around the circuits." Circuits were the only possible explanation for Spanner to be naked and wriggling around inside of a mosca.
"There's always room for fine tuning and improvement, Shouko, you know that." Spanner pushed blond curls off of her shoulders. "Byakuran-sama, I'll show you what the moscas can do if you'll give me a second." Spanner turned around and walked over to a small pile of clothes, underwear, and a green jumpsuit. Shouko glanced at the way Spanner's ass moved before diverting her attention somewhere safer.
Though, really, it was a dangerous day when Byakuran was considered the safer option.
Byakuran stroked a finger behind Shouko's ear, tucking a straind of hair behind it. "Always room for improvement, Shou-chan?" Byakuran glanced from Shouko to Spanner, and back again, a pleased smile curving her features.
Shouko felt her breath catch slightly, inner muscles clenching at the thought of a mesh of gold and white and red. "Of course, Byakuran-san."
