Magdalane returned to her ship, exhausted and more than a little tipsy from the drinks and endless talk of the reception. Sometimes she wondered why in the stars she’d been chosen for diplomacy when she hated the parties. Since that was practically the only time she consumed alcohol, it hit her hard if she wasn’t careful. She was glad to have the ship to herself, having sent the crew on ahead while she stayed one more night for this stupid reception. At least it was cool and quiet here, she thought.

Then it hit her, she was truly alone. Even Felix was somewhere else, getting the next mission set up. An idea began to form, and something she’d been thinking about doing for a while began to nag her tipsy thoughts, begging to be brought forth. She took another drink of the wine she’d poured when she’d returned to the ship, and wandered over to the music collection. Ah, here it is, she thought. Miriah said this would work well, and she would know. She entered the selection and heard the heavy beat and wailing rock guitar from the speakers. She began to move, slowly at first, but as the alcohol and sheer joy of movement overtook her, more sensually. This IS fun, she thought, and the next song started, one that practically demanded seduction. Magdalane closed her eyes and slowly began to unfasten her formal robes, moving with the beat.

When the weight of her robes dropped from her, she spun like she’d seen the cantina dancers spin, in her shimmersilk and lace undies, and giggled. She continued to dance, loosening up more and more, until the music stopped completely, and dragged her robes behind her to her quarters.

Felix had gone to bed early, bored and lonely, wishing he’d stayed on the ship. He’d been awakened by his holo beeping, and when he pressed the button to receive the call, he saw Magdalane. He’d stared to say hello to her, but was stopped by the expression on her face, and the fact that she was dancing. He could hear the music, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head when she started to unfasten her robe. He watched in fascination as the robe dropped away, revealing the long, lithe figure he loved. He was totally awake now. She continued to dance, and he was loving every second. When the music stopped, she walked away, and the holo disconnected. She didn’t know she was on the holo, he thought. Thank the stars it came to my frequency. He grinned in the night. Thank the stars it came to mine.