RP: YSS Miharu Mission 1 "REAR GUARD", Day 5

"Mmmph."

Tom tried to say something to Yukari, but, as his body hit the rim of the tub, he knew that her animal had been let out.

Yukari would not be denied... but that was, by no means, an unfortunate turn of events. Rather, the Yamataian relished the thought of the two continuing where they left off in the kitchen.

Yukari's form pressed into his side and her wandering hand squeezed his leg, which was just too much for the Yamataian to bear.

Just... too much. Kotori... she is so cruel... He thought with a whimper, his mind then forsaking rational thought as his animal , too, seized control.

Violently, he grabbed Yukari by her thighs and lifted her form to rest on his lap, where the blonde-haired Yamataian's body shuddered with anticipation. His head found her neck, where he kissed it, resuming the activity he had begun from the previous day. Even through the aromas of the bath water, he could smell her, the scent tantalizing his nostrils.

He paused to look into her eyes. He was hungry, and his eyes gleamed with carnal intent.

Nyton looked over at Asher's entrance. "Not at all. I was just telling them I was expecting you. Now then, what was it you needed to talk about?" he replied.

WARNING: The following scene contains graphic oral sex. Please use your discretion. 18 and over only.

ON: The public baths, YSS Miharu

Yukari could only glare back at Tom as she was pulled onto him. What she saw in his eyes scared her. Not too much, but enough to add something to what was happening. Sitting on his lap, feeling "him" pressed between her belly and his, she could only wonder how she was so blessed. His kissing her neck stole her breath in a low, unbridled moan. Her hands clasped around his shoulders, his shivering making her shiver too. She felt like gulping, like babbling, like stumbling, but she was his, and he hers.

Time. Time. Tom's thoughts jumped erratically in his mind. He dragged his lips up to Yukari's cheeks, then her lips as they met once more in a passionate kiss, stifling his lover's moan for the moment. It would be now. No other time. Now. No interruptions, no nosy sprites, no alarms. Now. His hands wandered down to Yukari's underside as he gave a firm squeeze, pulling her body even tighter to his.

Everything was getting dark outside of Tom. It was not going away -- Yukari simply could not see it anymore. Tom was so ... demanding! Almost needy. It gave her a feeling of fulfillment, but that was the briefest of seconds. Her concentration was sucked away by Tom's kiss, which she retured eagerly.

But the squeeze of her bottom, that was it. She knew what was to happen. With the water gently pushed to and fro, she pushed the kiss deeper, her breasts squished into his strong chest. It almost made her giggle with ticklish pleasure.

Tom felt Yukari's receptiveness, and the Yamataian responded with light grunt of delight. He took a moment to savor the sensation of her breasts against his chest, then accentuated that sensation by gently sliding Yukari's body up and down his. His hands gently squeezed her buttocks with every motion. He knew from his experience in the kitchen that Yukari's breasts were rather sensitive ... he wanted to hear her moan again.

Why did every part of her arouse her so easily, Yukari managed to think between low, withheld moans. She did not want to cry out again, she did not wish to attract attention, to ruin the moment, to dash everything for all of her life! Tom was so insistent, so terribly cruel, and she lapped up his behavior. It made her cringe with resisted orgasm. "N-no," she said meekly, clearly meaning yes. "Mmmph!" She was trying so hard not to let go that she did not see her need slip between own fingers. Yukari could not hold back. "Mmmm! ... Nnngh, ahhhhgh! AAHH! N-noAHHH!"

Tom was expecting husky moans and quivering whimpers, but THIS was certainly unexpected. Unexpected enough to shock the Yamataian out of his feral state. He let his lover ride out her orgasm, grinning inwardly as he felt her body stiffen momentarily. He let her rest her head on his shoulder. "Wow."

Yukari was breathing hard into his neck, trying to catch up with her brain. She held onto Tom's neck weakly, but absolutely -- if she didn't she was going to fall back into the water. The orgasm made her a little sad, too. She could feel Tom's aggressivness seep out of him. Her breasts were like buttons for her; she damned them as she let one of her hands dip back below the water. "S-sorry," she said, hugging herself into him again.

"Don't apologize, Yukari," Tom replied with a giggle. "That was pretty impressive. Either I'm the greatest lover in the world or you've needed this for a long time. Either way, I'm glad I could help." He brought his hand up to the side of Yukari's head and gently brushed her hair. "But.. I'd like to think it was the former." He winked with a laugh.

Yukari loved the man. His kindness ... did it ever wane? She was sure it did not, but she could not put up with it now. It frustrated her, angered her; she had so selfishly reached peak pleasure, and he was left with nothing but a painful erection pressing into her belly. She had not forgotten her biology. Tom was not going to feel good until he was sated. And his kindness be damned. "You," she said, gentle harshness resounding across the water. "Always you." The palm of her free hand, ever so indiscretely, brushed along his pitiable state as she kissed his should roughly.

"Always me? What --- eaahhh." Seemed like Yukari found enough energy for another round. Tom pressed the palms of his hands against the wall of the tub, suddenly finding the need to hold himself steady, if not to keep Yukari's head from going underwater while she kissed his shoulder. But it was the pleasurably torturous movements of her hands that threatened to push him over again. "L-like ... I like ..."

The motion seemed perfectly natural. Up, down, up, down, a little to the left, a little to the right -- very rhythmic. Yukari did not believe how hot it was, though; her palm felt like it was on fire. Tom was full of many things, she was sure, but how anything so warm was inside the human body, she did not know. To feel it through the water around them ... it spasmed, just a bit, in her hand. It shook her out of her thoughts; the strength it had was amazing! And ... tempting.

She was still recovering, but she knew where they were was not condusive. She brought her face to him, her eyes the ones full of something dark and desired. They were a meter or two away from a small set of stairs out of the bath. She kept rubbing him as she focused just long enough to float them to those steps -- now he was mostly out of the water.

Yukari's eyes ... It was that look--the look that turned Tom's soul into a placid mush. There could've been a black spiral officer holding a rabid, starved mishu on a leash on those steps -- It did not matter. Tom would've killed them with his own hands to get to those steps. But, to his delight, there was nothing to get in his way as he moved as fast as he could without dislodging her firmly-gripped hands from him. He nearly tripped coming up the steps, but found enough grace to simply fall on his behind on the first one above the water.

This was it. She was in control, below him. Tom was hers to pleasure, hers to play with, hers to break open and bask within the moment his cries of release rebounded from the beautiful bath walls. She crept up the stairs to him, her face between his knees, glaring directly into his eyes. She was balanced half-way in the water, and she knew what to do instinctively. She knew what the feeling was, the thought he had when he so roughly pulled her onto him, which she loved. "Mine," she said lowly in her throat, her other hand gently cupping below the base of Tom's penis.

"I-I surrender," Tom barely forced out. "Yours." It was demasculating to have signed away his manhood like that to a woman who had such a killer instinct in her eyes. No more wild one-night stands with the ladies of Yamatai. No more anything, actually, as Yukari's cupped hand reminded him of the feeble position he was in. However, behind the pleasure, his glowing grey eyes revealed that the decision was an easy one to make. "All yours."

The grin Tom saw on Yukari's face was not one he recognized. But its meaning was clear.

She had him right - where - she - wanted him.

Awash in this newfound power, Yukari smiled. As she massaged the organs responsible for making Tom a man, she noticed how much of a man he really was. It was a rare, lusty thought, but it pleased her nonetheless. She had to herself a real man, to be sure. But touching him like this was not enough to pleasure him properly ... she wanted to see him weak like he made her. She tightened her grip around him and her face softened, mere centimeters away from the tip of his penis. He could feel her breath on it, hear it in his ears. "Hahhhh ... hahhhh ... hahhhh ... "

Thump, thump, thump ... Tom's heart raced, everything around him blurred into a sea of color as Tom stared intently at Yukari. He spasmed at the tightening of her grip, the lusty air coming from her mouth dancing on the tip of his penis and making him whimper pathetically. His eyes pleaded with her, begged her, to release him from this murderous pleasure. His dignity dissolved in the face of her mischevious grin. He had carelessly worn that same expression too many times and was now paying the price for his indiscretion. She owned him.

The whimper. Yukari's grin flashed her pearly teeth; that whimper was the clincher. Tom was good with words, she knew, but the sounds he made were genuine. They were an extention of his body, which never lied.

"Hahhhh ... " How his blond hair was slicked back down behind him. How he looked so ... weak. Helpless. "Hahhhhh ... " She wondered ... what would push him completely over the edge. "Hahhhh ... " Her mouth was millimeters away from the tip, which looked so painfully stiff. "Hahhhh ... " Yes ... that would do it. She was sure. Her eyes locked onto his swirling grey ones. "Ahhhh -- " Gulp.

"Hahhhh ..." Tom cried out in ecstacy as Yukari finally took him into her mouth. His head fell back as he let out another long sigh. The warm moisture of Yukari's mouth melted into him, but her pursed, tightly sealed lips sent shivers down his entire body. "Mmnnn."

His head lulled back down, his eyes meeting hers to show her just how much he was enjoying this moment. But he could only hold that expression for the briefest of moments as his eyes began to flutter.

Yukari tasted flesh. Tom's flesh. She was surprised she tasted it, considering the water. But she did.

And it tasted delicious.

The shivering and fluttering Tom was experiencing only inspired his lover further, unfortunately. Yukari had very little knowledge of what she was doing, but instinct was firmly in control, and it had determined Tom was enjoying what she was doing. Yukari took a little more of him in her mouth, her ever-so-slightly raspy tongue trailing the bottom of his penis in a way that made him almost vibrate. She laughed mentally; this was almost too easy.

That pleased her more, as she slowly retreated up until just the tip was touching her lips. "Muwahmph," she said/moaned, taking him into her mouth again, just for a moment, then back up. She wanted to torture him more, just like he'd done to her over and over and over again, his cruelty knowing no bounds and hers would not either. She puckered her lips and slid down the bottom of his length, tongue dragging around him, hand cupping him, sweet torture, every moment.

Tom moaned louder as Yukari took more of him into her mouth, the pleasure of her mouth, as well as her delicate tongue making him buck a little. But then, the sensation was over, and stinging air stabbed at him mercilessly. His fluttering eyes steadied and opened to see his lover continue with hellish efficiency, pleasing him with her lips just so slighly as to maintain his throes but not satisfty him. "Oh ma'am," Tom said helplessly. "I beg you.. please. I'll do anything ..."

Yukari kept her hand over his testes, having reached the bottom of his erection and returned to the top, a little "pop!" coming from her lips as she released him back to the misty air of the bath. "That is very broad," she said matter-of-factly, her tongue almost snaking out after speaking to tease him again. She found her concentration waning, not for being so agonizingly slow with him, but because she was becoming aroused too.

Her blush was obvious as she began to touch one of her breasts, tongue still toying with poor Tom, but she tried to remain in control. "You are sure you wish to commit to that?" She tongued him once more, to accentuate the point.

"Yes, oh YES!" Tom said emphatically, far too swept away in the moment to bother considering the consequences. Every fiber of his being boiled for Yukari. He wanted to have her, ravage her until she was nothing more than a quivering, moaning mess. The beast was returning to him, and it would be soon before it couldn't tolerate any more of this child's play. Yukari could see it in his eyes, and his body, as his chest began to puff and his muscles tighten.

"As you wish, my love." Yukari saw the lust, the desire, the need return to her man, and it made her that much more aroused. But Tom had used his chance already, and there were no extras for him. No, Yukari was not about to let him take advantage of her like that. She wanted to pleasure him, and that was what she was to do.

So when she opened her mouth again, she took a deep breath first. Gulp. He was inside of her small, wet mouth again, and she took more of him than before, so mean, before coming back up. She fondled and squeezed his abused testes, knowing what she sought was hiding in there. The motion was as natural as the real act -- up and down on his penis, licking, kissing, sucking, loving.

The love. That was the spice that made it so necessary, that filled her like a drug and would not relent. No stranger, no brute could ever make her do this, let alone make her want to do it. She made little moans inside of her mouth and throat, knowing they would tease him more.

"Uhhhn ... ahh ... uh ...." Tom's moaning grew loud enough to overcome the sound of the bath's flowing water. He was close. Yukari worked like a professional. The way she moved her lips and her tongue ... the way her soft hums vibrated his entire manhood, sending ripples down his nervous system. His hips began to sway, moving in unison with Yukari's lips, pushing more of him into her. The Yamataian took his right hand and brushed the hair away from her face so that he could see his lover at work ... her sensual-yet-clinical approach ... the way her eyes were slightly unfocused ... he saw that she was enjoying it as much as he was. That made his hips move even further, until he could only gasp out. "Y-Yukari ..."

"Mmmph!" was Yukari's only response. She knew what was coming, literally, but she did not consider it. She kept up what she was doing, her moaning not purely for his pleasure now, the touching of her breasts almost frantic. She was nearly taking all of him now, and he was not small, either. It was the desperation in his voice that kept her going, how he sounded almost near death because of what she was doing, and yet it was life his body was trying to give her.

It was all lost in the deep, musky scent she was breathing, the faint aroma of freshly fallen snow permeated somehow into his skin, and how he was spasming inside of her mouth. "Mmmmmph!" "Tom! Please, let go for me!"

"Mnnnnn ....ahh ... NGAHHHHHH!" Tom cried out as he reached orgasm. His hands clutched her head as he thrust once ... twice ... three times ... four times ... and then a fifth ... his body jolting with a moan at every motion. Yukari had tortured him, perhaps too well, and he was now repaying her for her efforts the only way his body could. He only hoped that what it was doing did not frighten her. As the shuddering in his body continued, he pulled back away from her, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as he rode out the sensation on the steps of the bath. "mnnn ...uhhng ..."

"Mmmmphmph!" Yukari took one deep breath as her head was pressed down into Tom's belly. The spasms had hit their peak, he was pushing even further into her mouth! She closed her eyes, his scent and taste intoxicating her beyond resistance, tongue putting pressure on him, making it a little worse for him -- then, it hit her. In the back of her mouth, something thick and slimy and a tiny bit salty. His groans buzzed in her ears as she clasped his hips, helping him push into her as another amount came out of him. She knew what it was, and that made it worse. At the third, she was in the midst of her own little orgasm, groaning back at his penis between audible gulps. Her face was red hot with the embarassing realization she liked what she was doing, what she was feeling, what she was consuming.

"Yes Tom! ... let it out! ... ahh! ... " A fourth, a fifth, then -- broken. She had broken him, as he let go of her wet head and balanced himself on the steps. She sucked him just a little more, to make sure he was finished, and then rose ever-so-slowly back up his penis, tongue pressed against the bottom the whole way. Treated with a little of him coming out at the end, she rose above his wobbly knees, swallowed, and smiled.

Silence. Dead silence as Tom no longer moaned, and the last little bits of trembling stopped. Then Tom's swimming head slowly returned to face Yukari. He didn't say anything ... he couldn't say anything. No amount of words could explain what they had just shared, could do it justice. So, he was content to sit there and smile at Yukari -- Yukari who had reciprocated his love, helped him to finally break that barrier which took the two so long to break. They both knew what this meant ... what more needed to be said? So, instead of words, the Raltean's lips opened in a soft chuckle that slowly rose into a hearty, relieved laughter ... a laughter that released all the tension ... all the emotion that had been twisting inside of him.

Yukari's mind was empty of thought. She had never felt so ... happy. And warm. And just ... she could not come up with anything. So when Tom started laughing ... she could only giggle along with him. Somehow, she felt relieved too. And she kept giggling, then laughed with him, gently falling on top of him, laughing into his chest. She looked up at him as the laughter died down, wiping an eye as she laughed and sputtered a little.

END

"Sir, I was looking through the Mindy's information and discovered something." Asher replied to the higher ranking officer, as he presented his hand infront of him. He once again, as he did before, calculated the height of the Mindy with his hands. His ascended and stopped to the front of his eyes.

"So, Sir, this is the height limit of a standard production Mindy 2." the Yamataian refered to the position of his hand. His other hand gave the back of his head a short scratch.

Nyton looked at Asher dumbly for a second before he looked away. A sigh of pure agitation escaped from him. "Damned size limitations. That I committed such an oversight." he said in frustration.

He looked away for a moment and thought. "I suppose we would have to switch you out with a Daisy. But then someone has to take your place. I could shift Mizuho in with Mara. However I wanted a combat arms specialist paired with her."

Nyton assumed his thinking pose and looked at Asher. "I should have read your personnel file a little more closely. I only knew you were Yamataian, but not your height. I guess our two options are to either switch you out with someone else who can fit such as Mizuho or you resize your body to fit inside a Mindy."

The thought of switching out a body for such a trivial matter of three inches was not something Nyton found himself comfortable with. Himself being Nepleslian he did not cherish the thought of 'upgrading' his body through a means other than cybernetics. To him it just wasn't natural. Not that cybernetics were natural in the least but the body, regardless of what was added to it, was the only home he felt his soul knew. When it came time to find out whether or not his soul would return to a freshly made body on account of his current one dying, well, that was a bridge to be crossed when it was time.

However because this man was Yamataian then perhaps he wouldn't be as adverse to such a change. After all, it was what most Yamataians were used to.

"I guess the choice is yours then, Asher-Hei." Nyton said as he broke away from his thinking position and crossed his arms.

Asher looked at Nyton with discontent for a moment.

Wass' this guy beatin' himself up about? Just a minor fuck-up, iss' all shooty.

...

Wait, a resize? Bullshit! Even thouh' this guy want's me wit' that Mara chick, I was just gettin' used to this body! Okay Porcupine, think, you either take the easy way, and prolly' fuck the mission, or you can just take the new body. I only done this once, I don't even remember the fuck those slinks in the medical place did with my old body, I miss that body...

Wait! Maybe I could just get a new body, that fits all the powe'r arm'r heights, somethin' inbetween that. Yeah, sounds shooty enough.

"Basically ma-" Asher coughed a moment, almost speaking out of the right tone.

"First of all, sir, I realize your discontent in your error. Though, I wouldn't really worry about it, as a Tactical Specialist's Assistant back on the Shikaku, it was my job to point out flaws, usually numerical, in plans." Nodded the Yamataian, yet he went on.

"Secondly, sir, I would most prefer a resize so that the plan can commence as orginally set. Also, to avoid this problem in the future, it may be best to search for a height that fits the majority of most power armors, not just the Mindy 2." Asher suggested.

"I can do a resize easily enough; I'll just work it into his backup." Miyoko glanced around at the three men in her medlab. "... so are any of you actually ready for me to have a look at you? I'm starting to feel like the odd one out."

As Yukari's bright green eyes wandered up Tom's naked chest, she was forced to smile. A thought had crossed her mind as "afterglow" wafted down and settled in her mind.

What they had done was fun, it was beautiful and natural and utterly ... dirty. She did not feel guilty about that; she was glad to do it with Tom. It made her feel ... powerful. She did not understand why. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever experienced. But "powerful" was the right way to describe it. She had conquered Tom, and she could not wait to do it again. Anything that attempted to thwart that chance her body and mind were ready to prevent. No. More than that. Destroy. Eliminate. Obliterate.

She was a little afraid of that ... and yet it was so fabulous. And it was because of a wonderful man. What could be better?

Tears began to well in Yukari's eyes, as they focused on Tom. She sniffed. "I love you," she sobbed. It seemed so random, but Yukari could not stop. The tears just came.

Nyton looked as though about to reply when Miyoko had chimed in. He looked at her and nodded. "Let's have Asher-Hei go first since this resize is somewhat critical for the mission. As for the matter of height that fits well with the majority of KFY made Armors, they tend to go between the ranges of five and six feet."

Nyton looked over to Miyoko again. "Better make his body five two, just to ensure he will fit in most models." he said. With a slight shake of his head he faced Asher. "I was upset not at my mistake but at the size limits for the majority of KFY Armor. I have always found this aggravating because I am six two. When the Star Army discontinued use of the PHALANX the only ones I could fit in were the Daisy and Harpy models. I wish I could find a way to either appropriate a PHALANX to use or resize a Mindy for me. It seems Nepleslians are further becoming 'obsolete' these days."

"I understand, however, I do believe that those of the Empire of Nepleslia do not think same way." Asher chuckled at his superior officer.

Meh, the Neps are just gunna' go through the same thing we Geshrins did anyway.

"Well, mam, tell me what to do, my memories a little funny of the process ever since they switched me from my old Geshrin body." He said, turning to Miyoko.

Miharu piped up. "Westwood-Hei could be resized to 5'6" and fit in most models. The Taii herself is 5'5" and has no reported problem piloting any power armors. Otherwise, the Daisy B can accommodate his current height and carry some leg missile pods. There is no obligatory need for him to change."

Miyoko cocked her head at Asher, a hint of a smirk playing across her lips, "Well, I wouldn't know why you'd call me 'ma'am,' since I don't outrank you and you're probably a good two decades older than me... but unless you want to make any changes to your appearance beyond the height, all I'll need is for you to do is sit down at the ST device."

She then turned to Nyton, "Claymere-juni, it might take a while to take care of him, since he's getting a body transfer. I can have the Miharu call for you when he's done if you'd prefer not to wait around. It's up to you."

Leutre studied Asher for a moment and tried to imagine him much shorter, but suddenly found himself struggling to control the laughter that was welling up inside him. Under the guise of clearing his throat, he took a moment to compose himself and put on a poker face.

Leutre turned to Asher, and in an almost-too-serious tone he said, "Well, look at the bright side. At least you'll make a much smaller profile on the battlefield."

Yet, before he could say anything else he had turned his back to the room. He prayed that no one noticed he was biting his lip, in an attempt to stifle his laughter. Asher hadn't done anything wrong to him, so Leutre tried his best not to ridicule him. But for some uncontrollable reason he couldn't help himself. The idea was just found it so funny.

Asher listened to the ship speak up for a moment and nodded his head.

Hrm, I think I'll stick to tha' shorter height...

He then scratched his head to Miyoko's last comment.

"Er, sorry, I thought I would just give you respect to your position as Medical Officer." responded the broad Yamatain. He gave an odd look to Leutre as he the Tech Savvy Nepleslian threw out his bit. Asher thought he could detect a hint of uncomfortable strain in his voice, it didn't help push away that hint with his serious tone, and when Leutre suddenly put his back to the room.

Sometin's wrong wit' that Nep.

"Anyway, let's get this over with before I gain second thoughts, I'd like to go with the Tactical Specialist's suggestion of five two. It'll be interesting to see what I can do with a much shorter body." Asher sat into the ST device.

Tom's body felt like gelatin: soft and unstable. Never before had he received such an unbelievable sensation, intense and unforgettable.

Unforgettable... that word lingered in his mind as he looked down at Yukari's luxurious, wetted brown hair. She had shown the Yamataian something far beyond what was hinted days before. Behind that, soft, beautiful face, behind the reserved--almost meek--public demeanor, lay a mistress, a woman who, under the right circumstances, became a different animal altogether: controlling, dominating, overwhelming.

Eyes. It's always in the eyes. His thoughts wandered back to Kotori and how he read the depths of those golden orbs. He quickly flashed back to Yukari's green eyes and their seductive glare, how they slowly unraveled his soul like a ball of twine.

His mind drifted further... What more lies behind those eyes...?

It was a curious, almost uncomfortable thought. Tom did not care for it at the moment, the blissful feeling of sex still saturating him. But, again...

"I love you," she sobbed.

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Yukari. She was trembling, crying, tears dropping on his chest. Tom's immediate confusion was quickly replaced with his own smile as he hugged his lover, cooing into her ear.

"Shh... I love you too. Shh..."

"You won't be any less of a man for having shaved off a few inches. Just a shorter one." Nyton said to Asher as he sat down. He figured that it would be best to allow Miyoko clearance so he stepped away to let her work. "Now then, Veressis." Nyton started as he walked over to Leutre. "I was curious to know just how far you have come along on your salvage operation of those SMX scouts we fought earlier. Did you find any insights as to how their phasing systems work?"

Miyoko pulled the head component of the ST backup device down onto Asher's head, switched it on, and then turned to observe the conversation between Nyton and Leutre. If the way Leutre had nearly jumped out of his skin when the Juni had entered the room was any indication, it should be interesting... or at least informative.

"Wha? Oh, erm, yeah." Leutre hesitated for a moment, but composed himself when he finally realized Nyton had no intention of harming him, at least while not in present company. "Err, well, I did in fact. It took quite a bit of time, but I'd say a working Mishhu gravimetric drive is quite a prize. Quite fascinating, really. It has a rare sort of ascetic and aesthetic blend of styles you don't really see used anymore, and their precision engineering is amazing. I'd really love to work with their engineers some day and find out how they manage to maintain such a level of oscillation-- Erm, not that I'm literally thinking of joining them, of course. That would be betrayal. Certainly wouldn't do that, oh never ever."

When Leutre finally realized he was not only digging himself a hole but getting off topic, he changed the subject back to the matter at hand. "Ah, well anyways Mi--" He quickly corrected himself as his gaze flickered over to her a moment as she worked. "Saito-Hei did some analysis once I had the thing...somewhat functional. At least before it broke down again, which by the way I totally to attribute battle damage and not at all to my engineering skill."

"From her scans and bit o' number crunching with MEGAMI, we managed to better tune the AS-5 to the SMX scouts' gravimetric drives, and therefore their phase system. Somewhat. It's not perfect mind you," his demeanor suddenly became darker, "but if those damned scouts come back at least we can kick them right where it hurts."

Not unlike the way you kicked me while I was on the floor, you bloody gobshite. Leutre glared at Nyton angrily, but refrained from saying his thoughts aloud despite the sore temptation to do so.

It took all of Miyoko's self-control to not betray her amusement at the conversation--Leutre's discomfort in front of the superior officer was almost palpable. It was yet another thing that made him seem almost alien to her. While she was independent enough to not believe that superior officers were instantly right, being cordial to them to avoid trouble had become second nature to her. The blonde Nepleslian, it seemed, very much lacked this skill.

She decided to throw him a bone. As fun as it was watching him squirm, she felt some obligation to help out one of the few people on this ship whom she'd spoken more than three sentences to. Raising her voice a bit, she interjected, "I've got a summary of my analysis lying around if you'd like to look over it, Claymere-juni. I don't have anything on how it works, but it should at least give you a good idea of their capabilities."

Nyton noticed Leutre's growing discomfort as well as the dark glare that was sent but made no reaction to it. When Miyoko added her remark regarding an analysis he turned to her and smiled a bit. "Good work, both of you. I wasn't sure if there was anything we could learn from that wreck. File the analysis results and have it uploaded to the ship's tactical systems. That should help us when we encounter them again." he said and looked at each of them to ensure they knew his praise was meant to include them both. "Continue researching this device so that we can find a means to reverse engineer the system for our own use. A phase shift generation system could be very useful. Might even give us the edge we need in some instances. Be sure to inform me or Suzuka-Chui of any progress made in this matter. "

Nyton then found a chair and sat down as he realized there would be some wait before his turn would come. "If any of you are tired, by all means sit. I'm getting a little leg sore with all this standing around, briefing, reporting, and every other little thing. I feel as though I've walked the entire length of the ship sometimes." he said. "How long will it take for Asher's new body to be completed, Saito?" Nyton asked.