Re: Non-com quarters
The door swung open to reveal Irina bleary eyed, and wearing nothing more then a sports bra, and boxers. Almost all the exposed skin was covered in one tattoo, or another. Only a small burn scare on her waist, and the dermaplast was free of ink. This close Justice couldn't help, but notice a few of the tattoo's where distinctly more crude then the others. Irina blinked a few times, scowling the entire time at the man in front of her door. A quick glance at the proffered beer thought, and her frown turned into a thin line. She narrowed her eyes, and looked past the beer to Lanceheart. Irina grunted, and grabbed a can. Leaving the door open for Justice to follow, Irina marched over to the small table that pass for her dining room. She set the can down, and picked up her uniform shirt out of a chair. After a quick sniff she tossed it in a corner where a few other articles of clothing had already collected. Sitting down Irina cracked the can open, and started chugging the beer. It didn't take her long to drain the can, and no sooner was it empty then it joined the cloths in the corner. Irina let out a small belch, and looked at Justice expectantly as she scratched her stomach.
This message was last edited by the player at 02:33, Tue 06 Aug 2013.