Forget the armor

Knowing that you don't have much time and that you still have to find your crew before making your escape, you decide not to waste time putting on a bulky suit of armor and to instead rely on your speed, ingenuity, and luck.

Osha quickly walks out of the room and you follow right behind her. Although you are in a life or **** situation, you can't help but notice the seductive sway of her hips and the juiciness of her perfect ass. Even knowing that her body is a synthetic construct does nothing to quench your desire. Blood begins to flow into your member as you continue to ogle her from behind, but it doesn't cause much discomfort since you are completely nude. Still, you wouldn't want to be distracted at a time like this, so you try to push those thoughts out of your head. You tear your eyes away from her ass and look around the dim, decrepit looking corridors for signs of hostile contact.

"Osha," you say, "do you know where Kalis and Vel are? We can't leave without them."

Without slowing down, she turns her head to look at you and quizzically raises an eyebrow. "They are clones. Are they not replaceable?"

"No, they're not," you say. "I'm not leaving without them. Besides, we'll still need a crew."

You come to an intersection and Osha stops. "Very well." After a moment's pause, she heads off down one of the corridors. "This is the way to the holding cells. They will most likely be found there. But we must hurry."

The two of you walk in silence for several more minutes, Osha making turns and going through doors as if she knows exactly where she's going. As far as you know, she does. She then speaks. "We are almost there. Allow me to neutralize any defenders. You are at far greater risk for injury. I am not, because I am not human. I understand that you may have some questions; if you must ask them now, please make them quick."

You do have a few questions for her, but this might not be the best time to get into it. You've got an escape to make.