Explanations?

“Alright! Alright! I’ll go first!” You say in protest, in attempts to calm the beauty, how's currently clawing away at your locked arm. Although her poor attempts of destroying the metal cuffs that contained you was a delightful view. Muscular yet, trim, long legs mixed with woman and bird. The foot to knees were like a crow. Black scaly looking feet, with feathers half way up to the knee. Her satin stocking cut offs with the black goth bejeweled trim. Vicious turns sexy and cute, to bare and nude sweating over top off you. Angrily staring at you and pants.

"Go on!"

So you do.

"I woke up just moments ago... On the balcony! The ship... It's flying!" You exclaim

"Pppaahh!! Flying? No seriously how did you end up on the balcony?!" She dots at you. Her plain, pale face was cute. Her eyes however, were something else. More dark and alluring, must be something about those ruby eyes.

"No, I'm for real! I must of fallen somehow...” You ponder. How did you end up on the balcony? Of a flying ship of all things? You drop your free arm in your lap with a sigh.

“You fell from what? The stars? That’s impossible.” The crow antagonized. Her posterior falls deeper into a squat. The cute face frustratingly confronts your equally confused one. Eyes glaring into each other, as if looking for trust.

“Unlock right restraint.” The goth goddess states clearly. A green light appears on the exact cuff, gear cranking sounds soon follow. Her face turns toward the right side of the chair. The arm restraint slowly unclamping around her calf.

“Thanks for telling the truth.”

She smiles back, her focus still on freeing her leg. Quick reflexes and she’s got your arm in her talons. Planting it in her legs original place. She gives a quick flap of her strong wings once more and she’s at the beds end. Standing a few feet back, observing you once more.