Matio could not believe that he spent the morning arguing with Vash Enranet over going out in the Tanmesad. He flat out slammed the Cardassian turned Sikh bus driver saying that he and Ro Marino were more deserving of the opportunity than the Cardassian. The Tanmesad had gone from aged Galor Class to body recovering SUV. I am not sure if the symbol of the Hebetian Republic deserved that.
Matio and Marino spent the day gathering the remains of a suicide by shotgun teen. Both men were covered in blood and felt a great sorrow as the spooned remains into a body bag. Marino went to see Ro Arroe.
Matio went back to the Renaissance. He needed to shower. He needed to become She again. Matio showered, shaved; shaved everywhere and draped a beautiful khaki top over her renewed femininity. She pulled her socks on as Lanec came to check on her.
"God, I hope I am never that dirty again.", Matio looked at Lanec.
"Oh too bad, I was hoping you wanted to get down and dirty with me.", the blue skinned Andorian flirted.
Matio got down on his/her knees, "Oh... I like that kind of dirty."
Lanec smiled dropping his loose fitting Andorian casual dress pants. He stood there wearing only the traditional sash. Matio grinned as the blue hand moistened his a** with the lubricating lotion.
This kind of dirty he could live with.
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Major Kira Matio
CSI Brooklyn
USS / CGV Tanmesad
