Credit Slips and Smog Clouds

[tansytansey]

Ashes quirked one eyebrow at her friend's predicament. Despite Draya's comical attempts to stand she managed to keep a straight face.

"You could maybe, I dunno... Take your pants off?" Ashes suggested, glancing at the numerous Rogues going about their daily businesses through the hangar all around them.

That would of course mean Draya walking pantless back to the Diamonds and Rust, and praying that she could find a spare pair on ship.

"Give me your overalls." Draya demanded quickly.

"I ain't wearing pants under these either. One of us is going to have to go home pantless; and it ain't gonna be me." Ashes shrugged.

"No way!" Draya refused profusely. She folded her arms stubbornly and refused to move, as if trying to hold herself to ransom; for pants.

It was an oddly shy response from Draya, marked by a slight crimson tone in her cheeks.

"Well, you can always stay here and miss out on the adventure." Ashes said, grinning slyly as she bent over to eye level with the seated Draya.

Draya frowned and pouted out her lip.

"I'm not taking them off." She announced firmly.

Later, on Montezuma.

Two Rogues hauling shipping boxes suddenly stumble across a strange sight. They both stoop to inspect a pair of pants frozen to the ground.

"A woman's jeans?" One asked as he tried to pick them off the floor.

The other Rogue sniffed and wrinkled his nose.

"Smells like toilet cleaner."

Back on the Diamonds and Rust.

The ship's engines rumbled through the ship, creating an ambient background noise that resonated through the ship as she accelerated back to cruising speed. Ashes and Draya were locked away inside the Captain's Quarters, searching through boxes and drawers.

"I can't believe you didn't bring any spare clothes." Ashes said to Draya.

"You don't exactly have a full wardrobe in here either." Draya retorted, pulling a short skirt out of a box and held it up in front of her.

It was pretty, but not very practical to wear on a spaceship. She held the garment out towards Ashes.

"When was the last time you ever wore a skirt?" She questioned Ashes cheekily.

"A situation... might come up." Ashes replied hesitantly.

"Oh yeah, like what?" Draya grinned as she leaned over Ashes' shoulder.

"You know what." Ashes grabbed the skirt from Draya's hands, intent on silencing her friend's jests.

She unzipped her overalls the rest of the way and stepped out of them and pulled the skirt up around her hips and buttoned it up. It was a very short skirt, not one Ashes would have ever considered wearing anywhere civil, let alone where anyone could see her. She promptly stepped back into her overalls and partially zipped it up to her waist; and then tied the sleeves around her waist.

"See?" Ashes smiled victoriously.

"That's cheating." Draya said and pouted her lip.

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[5:50:49 PM] JakeSG (William Darkmoor) says: I like you, Ashes. You're more cynical than God.