[One of the nicer things about having 80% of your body converted into robot involuntarily is that you become significantly less vulnerable to injury and sickness. Can't get a cold if your body neutralizes and sanitizes every breath of air that enters your body, you know? So, being a crew member assigned to Sanitation, and someone very unlikely to be affected by any possible contaminant, Fiora is waiting around the transporters to help with those being brought back onto the ship.
Not that she's having fun with it, though. Mostly she's hiding her face behind her hands, completely embarrassed. Everyone's getting........ naked. And she's supposed to help?! It's sorta ridiculous, isn't it?
When she hears Papyrus' voice, her heart sinks. Blanket?! It's not a gross naked guy, is it?]
Um...
[He needs a blanket, though. As embarrassed as Fiora is, she knows she probably isn't as embarrassed as all the people who have to get naked. So, with one hand still covering her eyes, she snatches the aforementioned blanket and inches towards where her radar is telling her Papyrus is standing.]
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Not that she's having fun with it, though. Mostly she's hiding her face behind her hands, completely embarrassed. Everyone's getting........ naked. And she's supposed to help?! It's sorta ridiculous, isn't it?
When she hears Papyrus' voice, her heart sinks. Blanket?! It's not a gross naked guy, is it?]
Um...
[He needs a blanket, though. As embarrassed as Fiora is, she knows she probably isn't as embarrassed as all the people who have to get naked. So, with one hand still covering her eyes, she snatches the aforementioned blanket and inches towards where her radar is telling her Papyrus is standing.]
This one...?