Colourful Analysis - Part 2/3

Posted on 10 Jun 2013 @ 9:52pm by Lieutenant Commander Amynta Markos & Petty Officer 1st Class Siren Hex Saalm

1,621 words; about a 8 minute read

Mission: Episode 03 - Frontier
Location: USS Galileo: Amynta Markos' Quarters
Timeline: MD 05: 1900

ON:

Amynta smiled as she opened her wardrobe...which was quite substantial. From pencil skirts to gothic and even fetish wear...she had it all. And shoes to match. "Now. What is the mood?"

Siren just stared with awe, reaching out to touch the clothes. "This is amazing! I've never seen so many clothes in one wardrobe!"

"I am a bit of a collector," she admitted as she let her watch, motioning to it with an elegant hand. "Pick out something."

"Oh, I couldn't," Siren shook her head, her eyes wide. "There's too much! You choose."

Amynta watched her for a long moment before smiling. "Hm. How do you feel about purple?"

"Love it; vibrant, rich," Siren winked to her with a playful smile.

Amynta smiled at that, taking out a tight dress in purple...low cut, split...sensual. With black details on the cupped sleeves and the front. "This would look good. Better with a waist-clincher too."

"Think I could wear that?" Siren asked with awe at seeing how 'slim' it was.

"I know you can," Amynta said as she watched her. "Don't worry. Fabric has a bit of stretch and I actually think our hips are the same."

"I can try," Siren winked, watching her with a soft laugh before turning to pull her clothes off. "You have so many beautiful things."

"I have many things. And you need stockings too. And heels," Amynta said firmly, but with a smile as she watched her change, moving to gather it all for her.

"Now heels are something I have plenty of. Love them, just love them," Siren smiled warmly to her as she looked back over her shoulder towards her.

"So do I. It's what makes a woman here," Amynta teased, moving to help her. "Get into the dress."

Siren struggled into it, turning to let her do her up. "Wow, this thing even feels tight!"

Amynta zipped it up for her, smiling as she turned her. She watched her before reaching to adjust the neckline. "There..." she said and smiled as she stepped back. "That dress was made for you."

She laughed warmly, shaking her head. "Tug me around like a ragdoll," she laughed softly, turning to look in the mirror. "Wow, it's stunning!"

"Yes...and you have the figure," she watched her before taking the black clincher, moving behind her to fasten it and tighten it around her waist. "There...just for the contrast."

Siren jumped slightly at the tightening, her breath catching as she smiled, turning her head to watch her over her shoulder. "A dress doesn't look odd with the tattoos?"

"Not at all," Amynta said and smiled gently, taking a step back to look and consider it. "It covers your back...which is a shame. But it looks good on you and with the tattoos."

She smiled warmly, turning to look at herself, taking the shape in. "Can't pretend I'm an athlete..." she laughed.

"Neither can I," Amynta said and smiled warmly, getting the fishnet stockings and a pair of high, black stilettos. She knelt and smiled as she watched her. "Raise the skirt a bit...I'll roll these on."

Siren laughed softly, offering a foot as she hoisted the skirt up, a slight blush coming to her at the sight. "Now this is a position."

Amynta smiled as she rolled the stockings up her legs, her eyes shining. "One that I don't mind, Red."

"I don't see you as a girl who falls to her knees all too often," Siren teased softly, quirking an eyebrow as she watched her playfully.

"Depends on the girl I am with," Amynta said and smiled as she took her other leg, watching what she was doing. She smiled as she finished before putting the shoes on her.

"How do I look?" Siren asked, smiling as she stood back to stretch her body and turn to show her, her hands resting at the small of her back.

Amynta stood, her eyes shining as she nodded. "Burning hot. Now hair and makeup, then I get changed and we hit the bar."

"Great plan," Siren grinned, sitting down for her, watching her with interest. "Is this part of the plan to get me drunk and learn my secrets?"

Amynta smiled as she nodded, moving to touch her red hair, considering it. "Mm...it's part of my plan..." she got a brush and started combing the long, red locks.

Siren watched her with curiosity, smiling at her doing it. It was strange. She hadn't really experienced it before. "Do you like doing things like this?"

"I do," Amynta said as she took some bobbipins. She swept her hair up on the side, fastening it...she wanted to show off her beautiful red hair, but also keep it clean and simple. Free, but also controlled.

Siren bit her lip, keeping still for her as her breath caught. "Never had someone do something like this."

"My sister did this for me," Amynta said gently, tilting her head. "She taught me a lot about hair."

"Your sister?" Siren asked with interest, tilting her head as she watched with a small smile.

Amynta smiled weakly, shaking her head. "She's a marine. Short hair now. I don't like it on her, but it is how it is."

"Probably easier too, fighting, travelling," Siren nodded with understanding. "Do you miss her out here?"

"No," she said and shook her head. "We've lived separate lives for years now. I see her now and then. We keep in touch. But I do not...miss her."

"Fair enough," she smiled softly, watching her and shaking her head. "I don't know much about family."

"Neither do I," Amynta said and finished with her hair, moving to get the makeup bag. "I was never that good with people."

"You're good with me," she smiled warmly, watching her with sparkling eyes. "Skill."

"I like you. I don't like people," Amynta said and started to put the makeup on her. "Mm...you have amazing skin."

"Amazing? It's just skin, isn't it?" Siren laughed softly, but tried to stay as still as possible for her.

"You have small pores...and a pale complexion..." she said and smiled to her, arching an eyebrow. "It makes you a canvas." She found the lipstick she had picked out...red with a hint of purple...it would match the hair and the dress. "Look at me," she said as she watched her lips, applying the lipstick. She took a tissue, pressing it to her lips before nodding. "There...done."

Siren smiled softly, shaking her head with a soft chuckle and taking the chance to wrinkle her nose now she could move her face again. "I suppose you just painted me."

Amynta chuckled and stood, checking her work. "I suppose I did..." she moved to the wardrobe, looking at it with a critical frown.

Siren tilted her head, leaning back on her hands and crossing her legs as she watched with a warm smile. "Red."

Amynta looked at her before nodding. She pulled out a dress in red...one sleeve, reaching almost to her knees. Tight as well, but a bit more sparkling. "This one?"

Siren grinned at that, nodding firmly. "Oh yes, devil woman."

Amynta nodded with a playful smile and started undressing. She went for the see-through stockings for herself, putting them on carefully.

Siren tilted her head, watching with awe, taking her in before shaking her head and sighing with mock melancholy. "You have a fabulous body."

"I do work on it," Amynta admitted as she stood, putting the dress on carefully. "Do me up?"

"Work?" she asked with curiosity, moving over to gently slide the fastening up, careful with her hair.

"I do exercise. I keep an eye on what I eat, Red" Amynta assured and looked at her, with a small smile before taking the high heels and stepping into them, moving to her jewelery. She picked some out...a beaded black choker and matching long earrings, putting them on.

Siren watched her with fascination, almost how a little girl would watch a mother or older sister getting ready. "No one's called me that before. Can you believe it?"

"I can't. It's obvious..." Amynta said and took her makeup. She put the foundation on, her eyes focused on what she was doing. She was used to putting on her makeup the old way...brush and all.

She tilted her head, watching how she did it with wide, curious eyes. "It's usually Si if they can't be bothered to use my name,"

"Siren is a beautiful name and it sums up what you are...Red does the same," she said and smiled, doing her eyes.

"Does Amynta mean anything?" she asked with curiosity, storing away how she did her eyes so she could try it herself sometime.

"Defender," Amynta said and shook her head before taking her lipstick. "Stupid name really."

"I think it's great," Siren smiled, shaking her head firmly. "Where I'm from, everyone is named for a quality or thing they could be."

She finished with her makeup and smiled, looking at her. "I like that way of thinking of it."

"So shall I call you Defender from now on?" she teased with a warm smile, circling her foot.

She laughed as she stood, watching her. "Nice try, Red. But you can call me Mynta...I like that."

"Mynta," she echoed, nodding with a warm smile. "I love how you look."

"Good..." she smiled as she offered her hand to her. "Now we are going to go out...and break hearts."

TBC:

Lt. JG. Amynta Markos
Intelligence Officer
USS Galileo

CN Siren Hex
Intelligence
USS Galileo
(PNPC: Lt. JG. Scarlet Blake)

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