"Get the fuck off of me!"Ana shoved herself off, falling back down on her ass. She grunted in pain hitting the ground, and winced. That one was gonna hurt. She crawled back and covered her chest.
"You. Stop baring my ass to everyone!Jericho. Help me up now! That's an order!She pulled up her communicator and spoke into, talking to the ship.
"CAT! ETA ON ARRIVAL FOR THE SHIP? GODDAMN HURRY UP." Ana weezed from the acid, harmless at this point but still squirming inside her. She had to stop for a few missions. Perhaps work in the medical bay. Of course that meant wearing
THAT outfit. Eugh. She shook the though out of her head and waited for help.