The Unexplored (For Frankfly)

Amia was not pleased by her lack of proper ettiquite as she joined them, nor was she pleased with her state of dress. "Lady has just informed me that you and Kit were having quite a conversation while I was out of the bridge," she said, leaning against the captain's chair. "And I can see that you didn't heed my last warning about your lack of a proper uniform. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take disciplinary action against both of you."

Kit grinned, his tail wagging lightly from side to side. "Discipline, hm?" she asked.

"..." Amia glared at the fox. "I think I might just throw you in solitary... it would fit the crime of having an illicit substance in your room."

"It's harmless. You've seen the news. Besides, I only possess it with no intent to sell. If it's that big a problem, I'll flush it out the air lock and let some unfortunate UFO get it all over their windshield."

Sighing, the captain pointed out the door. "Both of you, to my quarters, double time!" she ordered, her voice growing quite stern.

[FrankFly]

"Ugh, fine," Delra groaned, not unlike a teenage girl who had just been asked to do an unpleasant chore by her mother. "Kit, I'm going to back for this," she growled as she began to walk towards the captain's quarters. She knew the way well. The navigator had been there many times. "And you watch your back, Lady!" she called, just before entering the captain's quarters. She sat down forcefully on the bed, hoping that it would break, or at least ruffle the neat sheets. Anything to make the captain's day just a little more unpleasant.

Lady, meanwhile, didn't know quite how to respond to this threat. However, a new question was on her mind. She turned and looked at the captain.

"Is another 'spanking' going to take place now?" she asked, cocking her beautiful blonde head a little to the side.

Still standing behind the captain, Tipi certainly hoped so. She viewed the navigator and the fox as being the most deserving beings in the galaxy. However, she said nothing.

Kit grumbled a little bit and followed after Delra to the quarters, smirking a little bit at the pouting brat. "What's the matter?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. "Worried she'll be to rough on that fat ass of yours?"

Amia nodded to Lady. "Er, yes. I take it you were discussing that with Kit and Delra?" she asked, crossing her arms.

[FrankFly]

"No," Delra grumbled. Although the comment about her rear irritated her, she knew that the insult carried little weight. In reality, her backside was perky, and stuck out a little, but was far from fat. "I'm pissed off that I'm getting punished for no reason," she complained, folding her tattooed arms, even though this statement was far from true. Delra, however, would never admit this to herself. "But at least it won't be as bad as what she has in store for your fuzzy butt."

Out on the bridge, Lady had taken note of the captain's somewhat confrontational posture.

"...Yes, captain. You saw the recording, correct? Are 'spankings' inappropriate subject matter?" the android asked. She still said the word as if she had just learned it.

Kit rolled her eyes. "Oh please, the captain couldn't do anything to my luxurious rump that I couldn't take." His ass was rather small, muscled, well suited to her thin and flexible frame. His tail waved back and forth. "But she'll certainly have you crying like the babe that you are."

"I would prefer it not be discussed so casually," Amia stated to Lady. "Spanking is a subject of discipline on this ship... discipline that is carried out in privacy for the sake of the receiver. I won't have my crew bullying or belittling one another merely because I choose to use an old fashioned method of keeping the peace. If you are still curious about it, I encourage you to meet with me during downtime to discuss this in further detail. Understand?"

[FrankFly]

"Do you want to make that a bet?" Delra growled, tossing her pink hair out of her face. As an easily angered and competitive girl, Delra was fully prepared to make a steep penalty for whoever cried first. She looked at Kit intensely, daring the fox to step up and accept her challenge.

"I do not understand why privacy is important to the receiver..." Lady muttered, thoroughly perplexed. She was quiet for a moment, but then said "Understood, captain."

And Kit was always eager to accept a bit, so long as she understood the terms of failure. "So then, what did you have in mind?" he asked, grinning.

Amia nodded. "Very well then. If that is all, please carry on your duties."

[FrankFly]

Delra's eyes had a competitive glow behind them as the scanned the grinning creature before her.

"Why don't you put your ass on the line?" she suggested casually, rising from the bed, her arms folded. "Literally. If you cry first, then you'll have a private session across my knee later... As long and hard as I want to give it..."

The navigator certainly thought it would be a satisfying revenge to be able to put the blasted fox across her lap, and to humble the creature for once. Kit and Delra had had their differences in the past, but the fights never became physical. Delra was certain that she was stronger than Kit thought she was, and would love taking the smug fox by surprise. Then again, this could all backfire and go horribly wrong for her, but Delra didn't really want to think about that outcome.

"Well? Are you up for two hidings today? Or are you scared?" the navigator taunted, pacing around the weapon's specialist. Her eyes fell upon the fox's tight, muscular bottom, the tight uniform leaving nothing to the imagination. A thought rushed through the navigator's mind. She had never seen Kit's backside before... Was it furry like the rest of her body? Delra couldn't explain it, but she suddenly had a strong urge to see Kit's bare bottom. Perhaps she wouldn't have to wait long, if the captain was arriving soon.

"Understood, captain," Lady said, turning away from her commander. However, a question came to her mind. "...Captain, will spankings be used on me in the instance of a punishment?" she asked. There was something notably different in her monotone. Was it... embarrassment?

Grinning lightly, the fox's tail waved back and forth as she observed Delra over his shoulder for a few moments. "Hmmm... I think yes, but you'd best be up to having your own ass tanned a second time if I win, got it?" she asked, turning towards her and leaning forward. "Shall we kiss on it?" she asked cheekily.

The captain blinked after a moment, observing the android for a second, surprised by not only the question, but Lady's reaction to it. "Oh, well... yes, I think I would, if you ever did need it, but you are a very efficient crew member, and are built to follow protocol to a T, barring my own orders. I doubt that I would ever have to do so to you." Lady was a very advanced android, and was made as close to human as possible, even equipped with pain receptors to make sure that she would be able to learn to avoid situations that would hurt her or others.

[FrankFly]

"Wha-?" Delra exclaimed, taking a quick step backwards. She had not been expecting that question, and the red coloring in her cheeks made that clear. Of course she was up for the bet... Was Kit joking, or being serious? Delra had never kissed another person, let alone a fox... thing. Hating how hot her face was feeling, Delra leaned forward, her eyes shut tightly. "O-Okay. M-make it quick," she said angrily, blushing furiously. However, if this was one of Kit's little pranks, the navigator intended to make the fox pay dearly.

"Understood, captain," Lady said. The regular monotone had returned. Even the android wasn't entirely sure what had happened in her mind. For some reason though, she knew spankings were something to be embarrassed about... All these emotional thoughts were too abstract for her to think about at the moment. She turned away from her commander and returned to her wall of monitors and buttons, hoping that work would get her wandering mind back on track.