‘i will not. don’t push it.’
the rebel pilot snapped back. working together was bad enough, without the added humiliation of walking around in such an outfit.
"you love it."
smacking her fellow twi'lek's tight arse as she sauntered on towards the rebel scums ship. who would've thought they'd be working together.. .ᐣ against a common foe.. lovely.
emerging from her room, gone are the goggles and flight gear. barely covered now, green skin mostly exposed. the reader had convinced her to change into a dancer’s outfit.
‘i hate you.’
@scrapperrots ‘over here.’
a call from under the hull, belonging to a pair of feet. now scooting her way out from under, sliding goggles up her forehead.