DeVirr - Photoshoots & Scoreboards

Adonis IV
Six Star Alliance - Fortress Station
0800 - 20-01-2396

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Tunnel Rats Briefing Room.

Not 24 hours later DeVirr was standing in the middle of the Tunnel Rats briefing room wearing nothing but a blood red strapless push-up bra with a pair of matching panties, and a pair of matching heels that were so far out of regulations that she doubted they were strictly legal given the number they were doing on her back.

Royce for his part didn’t even bother looking up from the official complaint that had come down from High Command regarding how she had handled the prick from the day before.

“ I cannot believe you actually threatened to kill this asshole on a recorded channel no less.” Royce sounded off clearly a little more than pissed off at her.

“ I didn’t threaten to kill him…” DeVirr frowned as she glanced downward at the costume & make-up artist they had sent over who was currently fondling her breasts trying to achieve something ethereal aesthetic with her tits. “ … I threatened to cut off his balls.”

The costume & make-up guy handling her tits gave her a sudden upwards glance at her proclamation before stepping away to attend to other matters on the set.

“Anyways I established the grounds upon which I would do so. So you don’t have to worry about this being fast-tracked into a courts martial or anything. I was very clear on my stated cause and consequence with my threat. At best all High Command can do is issue an official reprimand if they even bother with paperwork.”

“This prick you threatened is still being very vocal about his complaint.” Royce sighed. “He’s even threatening to take this to the network and air the recordings public, did you even think about what would happen if this prick does that?”

“He wont… and even if he did it would only serve to improve my public image.” DeVirr smirked.” That prick had already dug his own grave long before he picked-up this assignment. I just gave him a little push is all.”

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The shoot went off without a hitch with the photographer they had assigned from NNN taking two or perhaps three hundred shots in the span of an hour and a half. The last half hour covering the more risque shots where the bra and panties were abandoned in favor of more creative uses of set pieces or special camera angles for shots suggesting the erotic without ever actually showing anything though DeVirr was fairly certain a few of those shots showed more than what had been agreed to on paper but then again she liked the guy so she didn’t mind sharing a little peek here and there.

With the session at its end she was all smiles as she collected the photographer's contact information and business card promising to call him at some later date and suggesting that perhaps they could make a day of it when she had some leave days she could burn off on shore leave not that she really expected anything given these types tended to have their pick of soft skinned civilian dolls to pick and choose from.

No sooner was the photographer gone then DeVirr got dressed throwing on a pair of loose uniform pants and a standard issue black t-shirt pulling her hair into a ponytail as the other members of the Tunnel Rats filed into the room dropping into their regular chairs as Royce took the head of the table dropping the data plates he was carrying onto the table infront of him pausing for dramatic effect.

“Well I’ve just gotten everyone's scores from the Test Control Office and…. “ Royce did another dramatic pause before a smirk broke on his face and he nodded his head in approval as he lifted the data plate from the stack. “ We scored good people, we scored very good… “

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