Thread: In Defense Of Humanity (PsionicCuttlefish & Rosina)

Usually HA soldiers wouldn't dare to voice their sexual attraction to Scarlett--although she often imagined it was what they were thinking when they stared at her so intently--due to her rank or her astounding reputation if they did she would be too shy to punish them if they tried, although those incidents were very rare but today was a different day. She new that most-all of the soldiers were drunk due to the celebration and so she chose not to fault them for their lack of judgement regardless of the situation she couldn't help but let a soft pink blush grow on her face every time one of the men, or women, had the audacity to 'compliment' her. Scarlett's room was near featureless, the bland grey of a standard issue room, proof of her dedication to her work or at least her lack of a life without it, the only things aside from spare guns and armor that could be found were trinkets from some of her harder missions and the handful of medals she earned during her short career but even those were few and far between, often hid behind the prior. It was almost sad that a young woman such as herself had nothing to cling to but her work but even so she was the pride of ESAs, a prime example of dedication and prowess. During her shower the memories of being cat-called were still on her mind and she found herself focusing on her privates. Thinking about how she was still a virgin and how most women lost their virginity years before her. Especially the women that were as influential and evidently as attractive as she was. In the back of her mind she new it was ultimately herself that prevented her from ever being in a relationship, but there were just more important things for her to be doing, studying, training, or working. After Scarlett's shower she lazily slid a tight pair of cute pink panties back on, dirty from her last mission. They were her favorite and she saw them as a good luck charm, her one treasure from her life before the HA. Although if anyone new her revere for them she would certainly be called childish, one of humanities greatest warriors clinging to her adolescent panties. The trip to Archer's office was handled identically to her trip to her room. When asked for her to enter she did so swiftly and looked up into his eyes boldly, listening to him with full dedication as she took the seat before him. Her previous thoughts now replaced with more important ones, the mission at hand. Scarlett studied both the view of the planet and the ship closely, looking for any details that could aid her later on. At first she thought the mission sounded standard, stealthily recon and infiltrate, her specialty but as she learned more the difficulty became apparent. When she heard of her hacking duties she was a little surprised that they didn't make her babysit a specialist, but she was glad and imagined the majority of the work would be done by the chip she gently picked up and slid into her suit. Scarlett smiled confidently at Archer's compliments before swiftly responding half way through his final statement. Will I have contact with you, or another handler or operator over comms while on the ground or is there a designated evac point when the ship leaves?