"So in that case," Konoka realized just how intense that had been, but ironically only when it left her. "I need to hurry back then."

She couldn't say that was her smoothest line, but she didn't care. Off went the original casual outfit, including her undergarments. She started with the leggings this time, enjoying the tightness that had clung to her fair legs. She shimmied a bit to make sure that it wouldn't chafe too much, given how much contact would be in her near future. She decided to take a slightly different tactic and put on a corset, rather than the default shirt, for support, and then the blouse was put on top. Much of it would be disheveled, but Konoka was confident it could take whatever she was about to subject herself to. The skirt and buckled heels joined with little fanfare.

Konoka came back to the engine room, pacing herself to a calm walk despite the anticipation that burned inside her. Some part of her anticipated what Star Gazer could do to her, now that there was a more physical component to her.

"How do I look?" She asked. "And more importantly..." Konoka sat back down in the chair. "How do I feel?"