"Quattore--you Denebian slime devil! Surrender now or no quarter shall be given later!" Captain Scarlett bellowed as she pointed her holo-cutlass at her formidable foe. The heroine's outfit was dirty and bloodied from fighting with Quattore's strong but losing crew.
"As I told ye before, Captain Scarlett. Ye stand before Captain Quattore. Courtesy is important, for pirate, merchant, marine, or planetlubber." Quattore smirked as he finished his statement; trusting her instincts, Scarlett spun around and deftly used her holo-cutlass to separate a nearly literal backstabbing pirates head from his body.
Scarlett had no time to gloat, as her towering nemesis moved upon her with this mighty arms, two of them wielding holo-cutlasses. Scarlett used her superior agility to dodge and parry his blows, but she could not find an opening. His incredible strength was taxing of her already worn muscles. She scanned with urgent eyes around for an advantage.
Quattore's smirk softened and his four eyes changed from red to violet. "Ye do impress me, Captain Scarlett. Few men of Terra could last more than one blow against me, yet ye of the gentler sex present a challenge. If ye yield to me, there is much we can share: power, spoils, my bed, trayan grog, your bed."
Scarlett shook her head vehemently. "Flattered, but I prefer other humans. And I'd never surrender as long as I have a cutlass in my hand and my emblem on my chest." She delivered a fierce kick to his knee, which would have dislodged a human's kneecap but merely stunned the powerful alien. Using the moment, she dashed over and grabbed what appeared to be a heavy net on a barrel.
Quattore chuckled as he reached into his black overcoat and pressed a button on the controls. He wasn't a moment to soon, as Scarlett was about to throw the net onto him. Suddenly, the net seemed to dissolve into cosmic dust that covered her.
"Argh!" Scarlett screamed as the dust seemed to make her holo-cutlass as well as her entire ensemble. Reflexively, she put her left hand in front of her red-haired muff and her right arm across her perky boobs.
While Dani was trying to piece together what just happened to the heroine, a more pressing problem came. Well, not so much pressing as pulling. Mechanical arms from her seat emerged out and in the time it took for a holo-cutlass to turn on, pulled off all her clothes, even her socks and footwear.
Dani barely had time to marvel at the speed and efficiency of her being put in the buff before the arms retracted away with her clothes. Dani blushed deeply and mimicked Scarlett in covering herself.
She felt like screaming, but knew that would attract a lot of unwanted attention. She considered seeking an usher for help, but that would also leave her nubile nude form open for ogling. Besides, Dan felt semi-paralyzed with embarrassment from her situation.
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