Character(s):Odessa, the rest of the Base Crew that decide to join in.
Content: Odessa comes home and settles in, updates the group on the newbies.
Setting: The Bunker.
Warnings: Adult dialogue, innuendo. It IS Odessa. She's a walking hormone.
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Odessa really had to admit, she enjoyed flirting a bit more than was healthy. )
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She rolled onto hands and knees, lifted her rump, then walked her hands toward her feet until her center of gravity was over her legs and she could stand up straight. Her sleeping shirt and shorts seemed to work well enough for modesty's sake. One nice thing about bodily functions, they sure limited the time you could spend in a catatonic wallow of disbelief as her bladder made itself known.
She stretched, reaching her hands high and lifting her shirt to what used to be her waist. She spied Odessa at the table. "Oh, good morning, Odessa! I hope I didn't sleep too late. Do folks still need breakfast? I can take care of that after doing the necessary."
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"Breakfast? Mm... Not that I know of. Think everyone who wanted it got it. You can fix yourself something, though. We've got some more folks that may or may not be staying with us... Going to have to work on a new housing situation soon."
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Tina grabbed her skirt outfit she had finished last night and started trotting for the toilet. Then Odessa's comment broke through her morning fuzz. She stopped in the hall door and turned with a look of shock.
"You mean, more folk showed up? Out of the blue, like me? What's going on here? It sounds so crazy."
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"G'" a breathe, and he tried again, "Good morning Odessa-san, Tina."
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