Thread: A New Crisis ~~ Erotica Maxima and SV

Gracelyn was beginning to get the distinct impression that this woman wasn't all that fond of her. She raised an eyebrow at the robotic introduction, that seemed to continue on into facetious rambling. She nodded, as she listened, taking note of it all, and sighed at the end of it all. Well, she supposed if the girl wasn't all that impressed with her, that'd have to be rectified, she couldn't really expect her to want to get all that chummy with her right off the bat. After all, from what she'd heard, the whole reason she got called in on this project was because her last Med-Tech got themselves killed in Riven's last mission. Something that immediately sparked Gracelyn as intriguing, considering the fact that all Med-Techs were advised from the beginning of a mission to stay as far back from combat as possible. There were a number of theories as to what actually happened, the highest probability being that they had to be disposed of for becoming a liability. She sighed and withdrew her hand running it through her hair and scratching the back of her head. Well, I didn't know we were going to be doing a full introduction... Suppose I should start over then, huh? So... Professor Gracylen Hawthorne, Bio-Engineer, trained medic, employee number two-zero-four-zero-three-three-one-two-zero-two-zero-five. Lets see... Projects I've been involved in... Classified... Classified... That's one's DEFINITELY classified. Hm... Moving on, previous assignment history Research, RD, attached to SOLDIER Second-Class, attached to SOLDIER Third-Class, attached to Turk Unit... She said, listing them all off on fingers, switching to her other hand when she had to. She blinked and looked down at the girl with a slight frown. This is where we get to the personal stuff, right? Lets see... Favourite colour red, favourite food Chocobo, favourite mode of transportation personal airship, home town Junon. Hopes and dreams? Her eyes roamed up and down Riven's figure and the corner of her lip turned up. Well, at the moment, I'm lookin' at it. But enough of that. She said. She turned around and lowered herself down, till she was sitting in Riven's lap, and smiled at her. You can be every bit a smart-ass as you like, I'm completely fine with that. I'd prefer to have a less than formal relationship... Her fingers idly walked up Riven's stomach and she grinned. Much less than formal... BUT! My job is to keep you in one piece. Barring that, put you back into one piece, if the need arises. I'm pretty damn good at my job, as I've heard, are you. She went on, turning to the beach and the sound of the waves. I've also got no problem at all with spending the rest of the day out here, but I've got no bathing suit, and there's not enough shade. So, what are we going to do about that? She asked. Riven was not exactly a 'by-the-book' girl. No problem, Gracelyn could deal. She was a hottie, that much was more than apparent. She could eat up the sight of her there all day... But then she'd burn like a lobster. She wasn't in any real rush to get on with the mission, honestly. If the Company complained about them taking too long to complete their mission, she could always just blame Riven. After all, it wasn't her job to be the girl's nanny, just her nurse.