09-28-2004, 02:51 AM
Standing in the doorway to the common area, âVok watched as half of the team scattered to the four winds in search of fresh clothes and warm showers. He could only guess that that was what they were up to of coarse, but it only led him to wish that he had a change of clothes anywhere on the island. There was no doubt that the metamorphic capabilities built into his uniform were helpful, but he got truly tired of wearing the same old clothes each and every day. And he could only guess that his teammates were tired of it as well. Listening to Mulderâs reply as the government spook flopped down onto the sofa, the amorous Skrull couldnât help but feel a bit dejected. âWell, as soon as she gets unoccupied, be sure to extend an invite to her for a visit to paradise, will ya? Until then, me needs a shower. Iâve been wearing this same filth forever.â
While he slushed off a weekâs worth of grime, âVok threw his uniform into the laundry, hoping that nobody would come along and find the Skrull togs flopping around the spin cycle. As quickly as he could âVok stepped from the shower, wrapped a towel around himself and made for the laundry room located conveniently just around the corner from where he had claimed his room. He reached into the washer and pulled out the purple uniform. In a flash the uniform was tossed into the dryer, leaving the all but naked Skrull standing alone in the laundry room with nothing but his insecurities. Thankfully the uniform was made from a fast drying polymer that was done in no time. He reached into the contraption and grabbed his clothes, making sure to shift their appearance back to something more earthen as soon as his hand came into contact with them. He slipped them on quickly and made his way back to the common room, because he could have sworn there was some mention of frosty libations and naked women. Well, maybe he had imagined the naked women part, but a pirate could dream.
Once he stepped back into the living room, he found most of his team back there discussing their eveningâs plans for adventure and debauchery. But it was AJâs curious smile and her cryptic words that caught his attention. âAye me lass, and what be the nature oâ this olâ dogs indiscretions?â
While he slushed off a weekâs worth of grime, âVok threw his uniform into the laundry, hoping that nobody would come along and find the Skrull togs flopping around the spin cycle. As quickly as he could âVok stepped from the shower, wrapped a towel around himself and made for the laundry room located conveniently just around the corner from where he had claimed his room. He reached into the washer and pulled out the purple uniform. In a flash the uniform was tossed into the dryer, leaving the all but naked Skrull standing alone in the laundry room with nothing but his insecurities. Thankfully the uniform was made from a fast drying polymer that was done in no time. He reached into the contraption and grabbed his clothes, making sure to shift their appearance back to something more earthen as soon as his hand came into contact with them. He slipped them on quickly and made his way back to the common room, because he could have sworn there was some mention of frosty libations and naked women. Well, maybe he had imagined the naked women part, but a pirate could dream.
Once he stepped back into the living room, he found most of his team back there discussing their eveningâs plans for adventure and debauchery. But it was AJâs curious smile and her cryptic words that caught his attention. âAye me lass, and what be the nature oâ this olâ dogs indiscretions?â