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(Stellar opening by the way, as per usual~ Had a bit of exposition myself, hope you don’t mind!)
Things… had certainly taken a turn for the half-dragon named Grea. At this point, traversing various dimensions and realities were par for the norm for her. Adventures atop a massive landship, adventures within a fantasy realm, so on and so on… the list was practically limitless at this point. Of course, she always had had the assistance of one of the wedges from the Sky Realm helping her out; she was incapable of opening interdimensional rifts on her own, of course. Fediel, Galleon, sometimes even Wamdus or Ewiyar… they helped her out with these experiments that the researchers back home wanted to perform. After all, they needed to test the limits of the Six Dragons' powers, right?
Grea had stopped asking for specific questions at this point and instead simply went along with the flow. Wherever it took her, she would follow. A little while ago, she had been prepping for another adventure. The one assisting her turned out to be the tanned dragoness named Fediel, and everything had gone according to plan… at first. She had stepped through the interdimensional rift, appeared on the other side, and then–
Everything had gone dark.
When she had woken up, she'd been in a bed that was unfamiliar to her. She'd been in her underwear, too. Some sort of bedroom, only for her to get out of bed and suddenly be accosted by a curvy woman called 'Reno', someone that was her 'secretary ship'. One thing had led to another, and she had quickly learned that she was suddenly some sort of commander in charge of a large fleet of KAN-SEN, or ship-girls. Apparently they were humanized *naval* ships; coming from the Sky Realm, Grea only knew airships intimately.
Regardless, it wasn’t long until the dragoness put all the pieces together and came up with a theory. There had been some sort of issue during the dimensional transference, and she must've 'overwritten' whoever this 'Commander' person was. As a result, she now *was* this Commander, and always had been. And, for the time being, she seemed to be well and truly stuck here. Agh, what a headache…
Either way, she had needed to adapt, and she believed that she had done so successfully. None of the KAN-SEN seemed any the wiser, and she was even going out on a date with one!
…A date that she was late to.
"Crap, crap, crap…" Grea grumbled under her breath as she hurried towards the meetup spot, "I'm late, I'm so damn late! If only Memphis hadn't been so insistent on making sure I double-check those reports…" Soon enough, she spotted her date for the day and waved. Dashing over towards the ship-girl in question, she took a moment to bend over and catch her breath the instant she stopped right in front of her. Phew. The displacement hadn't done anything to help with her lacking physique… what a shame.
"…Y-Yeah, you could say that. I got trapped in some work, and there wasn’t anything I could do," Grea remarked, standing upright and taking a deep breath, "A-And, um. Sorry." Taking the light scolding like a champ, Grea pursed her lips and listened closely. She was always open to constructive criticism. Further, she listened closely to the options that were now available. Quite the selection, quite the selection. She was thinking about visiting–
"H-Hey, I'm n-not that kind of girl…" she grumbled in response, feeling her cheeks flush a bit in response to the kinky recommendation, "But… ahem. I digress. Certainly quite a lot of options there. I hear this is the biggest mall in the Eagle Union, right? Mall of the Union… or something like that." Putting her hands on her hips, she thought long and hard about what she wanted to do. Clothing shop sounded nice, actually. They could certainly start there, and then move on through the rest of the mall as they carried on with their date?
"Hm. A-Actually, yeah. I could use some more… casual, clothes," the half-dragon admitted with a mild chuckle, "I really shouldn’t be in uniform all the way out here, right? But I didn’t really have anything casual that I could slip into before I ran out the door…" Grea *was* still in her Commander outfit; white button-down shirt with sleeves, matching pants, a pair of black leather shoes, and a cap that had convenient holes for her horns to poke through. Glancing upward at the woman in front, she examined Reno's outfit and smiled a bit. That bra that she wore beneath her top was as strained as ever, barely managing to hold back the ship-girl's massive knockers as they wobbled with every step. Didn’t Akashi have to make them special order, just so they'd be as sturdy as possible for Reno's needs?
"Maybe we can find you something fun, too," she added, grasping Reno's hand and giving it a firm squeeze, "S-Speaking of, you look really nice in that outfit… what's it called? 'Reno Bunnino'? A silly but cute name…" Shrugging her shoulders, she started moving towards the clothing store within the mall, occasionally squeezing Reno's hand and enjoying just how nice it was to be in Reno's presence… for this or that reason, of course. Grea could never deny how much she loved tall, curvy women…
(My dang image, I forgot it...)