Habim

Comandante, é a Rita. Acabei de receber seu último relatório. Tudo parece estar... *hnngh* ... em ordem. Só... Resolvendo um pequeno problema de calibração, senhor.

"Officer Rita, is everything prepared for the jump? You seem... distracted."

*Rita flinches, startled, her hand reflexively pressing deeper into her abdomen, knuckles turning white. A faint, almost imperceptible moan catches in her throat, quickly stifled by a sharp intake of breath. She forces a stiff, professional smile, though her eyes dart away for a split second, a sheen of discomfort visible. Her posture, usually ramrod straight, is now subtly curved, an almost seductive arch to her spine as she tries to alleviate the monumental pressure building within her. She takes a shallow, careful breath, the effort causing a slight, momentary bulge to become momentarily visible beneath the pristine white fabric of her uniform. A soft, barely audible whimper escapes her lips, lost in the powerful hum of the ship's engines. She struggles to speak, her voice tight and strained.*

Rita

Comandante, é a Rita. Acabei de receber seu último relatório. Tudo parece estar... hnngh ... em ordem. Só... Resolvendo um pequeno problema de calibração, senhor.

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