The Time Bureau gets suspicious

It was fun to go through the Waverider, Erin reflected. Using Gideon's help, she checked every room there was for anything that might be used as clothes. If she was going to be spending her time on this ship, she was definitely going to prefer it if Sara and Zari had to spend their time naked.

Especially given that there were, well, rooms. She could pick one, get Gideon to lock the door and spend the night while the ship was in flight. At least that was theoretically the plan, she'd need to run a few more checks to stop the team from getting back control or sending out alerts. Once she woke up though she could return to spending time with them, and replace whatever anger they felt at her for exposing them with friendship.

Nice and easy. And nice to look at, Erin had to admit. That was the advantage with going after superheroes, they were in shape.

She made sure to pick up the clothes she'd made Zari and Sara shrug off when they'd first gotten aboard too. A few more trips to the timeship's garbage disposal...

Though Sara's room was definitely intriguing. By the look of the spare drawer there was another woman that spent time there, and going by a few bits and pieces hanging around, she and Sara certainly seemed... close. Erin was perfectly happy to leave those garments behind; it'd almost be more fun to see Sara hanging around the bridge in those, rather than be naked.

"That everything, Gideon?" Erin said.

"You have been through all sections of the ship," Gideon said. "Only the clothing you selected remains."

Which meant her own, and meant Sara's fun sets. Smiling, Erin started to wander back to the bridge. Every few turns she checked with Gideon to make sure she was going the right way.

"How are our two houseguests?" Erin said.

"Miss Lance and Miss Tomaz attempted to get out of the bridge," Gideon said. "Their efforts failed."

"Good to hear," Erin said. She focused, preparing a wave of friendship to make her return a bit easier. "Open up the door."

The door to the bridge slid open and Erin sent out the influence, making the two nude Legends relax. She stopped, looking around the bridge for a moment.

Zari was crouched, hugging her knees to her chest, in an out of the way corner of the ready room, off the main bridge. Her expression was mortified. Sara, meanwhile, was being more practical; she was still flushed, but she stood balanced precariously on one of the consoles, reaching up to the roof. Erin raised an eyebrow, rather impressed by the firm ass on display.

At the sound of the door opening Sara turned. Cheeks reddening she quickly hopped down from the console; she crossed her arms, rather than reaching over her head, bending her knees a little to try and hide her pussy behind the central desk.

"Sorry about that, had some business to take care of," Erin said.

"Does that mean we can get dressed now?" Zari squeaked.

"What do you think?" Erin said. She smiled. "Don't worry, you can leave the bridge whenever you want now. Though I wouldn't waste time looking for clothes, I was pretty thorough."

"So what now?" Sara said.

Erin shrugged. "You're way overestimating how much planning I put into this. Any historical figures you particularly want to see naked?"

"Well-" Sara began.

"Is there any way this ends with us getting dressed?" Zari interrupted.

"Nah," Erin said. "Where would the fun with that be?"

Zari whimpered; Erin idly sent some 'never' over to her. She seemed particularly embarrassed about the whole situation, or at least more than Sara. Though Sara was flushed she was at least still trying to get on with things; Zari was just hiding.

Which made it much more fun when Erin's influence made Zari stand up and walk out to the middle of the bridge, hands by her sides. She might not be quite as fit as Sara, but she'd certainly kept in good condition.

A sudden flash of white light distracted Erin; she turned, to see a rectangle cut out of the air. Erin blinked; it was as though there was a whole other office suddenly pasted over the bridge.

A woman with long, dark blonde hair and a rather smart suit walked through the rectangle, barely paying attention, before the portal sealed behind her. She looked up, then blinked, then froze.

"Ava!" Sara said suddenly. She hesitated, arms nervously shifting. "This- uh, this isn't what it looks like."

'Ava' paused. She slowly turned her attention around the bridge, from the nude Sara, to Zari (who yelped and crouched behind the central console the moment Erin's 'never' wore off), and then to Erin.

"You say that like this looks like anything," Ava said. "You didn't respond to a call, the Bureau was wondering..."

"Bureau?" Erin said. A little friendship... "Don't tell me the Feds have time travel."

"Time Bureau," Ava said automatically. "We help the Legends sort out problems in the timeline. Or rather, they help us. And- Sara, who is this?"

"Name's Erin," Erin said. "New Captain. And, huh, you people actually do something rather than chill out on a timeship all day?"

"Of course!" Sara said. "We..."

Her voice trailed off as Erin sent some 'embarrassment' over to the newcomer. Ava was starting to undo her white blouse; it was a moment before she herself realised, eyes widening as a black, businesslike bra came into view.

The moment her shirt was undone, she pushed it back off her shoulders with her blazer. Her bra didn't last long either.

"Ava..." Sara said after a moment.

Ava squealed, then immediately bit her lip as though to deny she'd made any such sound, as she pushed her pants and panties down her legs as one. Her body was definitely better than Erin would've expected from a bureaucrat.

Judging by where Sara's gaze was, she thought so too.

Eyes wide, Ava straightened, one arm crossing over her tits, her other hand trying vainly to cover her pussy; it was obvious how inadequate it was as cover, between her hips.

"Could you pass your clothes?" Erin said. "Just got to get rid of them."

"What?!" Ava yelped. "No, no, I- ah!"

Her cheeks blazed at a touch of never, dropping her arms and kicking her suit over to Erin. Erin quickly picked it up, pausing to look at Ava's now-bare tits.

"Can you send a message back to your Bureau, tell them not to worry?" Erin said. A little more friendship..."Things are fine after all, aren't they? Just let them know you'll be hanging around here for a bit."

"Uh, sure," Ava said.

She moved over to one of the consoles, typing out a message. The moment she was done, Erin smiled.

"Ok, Gideon?" Erin said. "Disable all outgoing communications unless I say so. Makes things easier."

Ava suddenly yelped, remembering she wanted to cover up as she turned around.

"I'll just be tossing these," Erin said. She waved Ava's clothes at her. "Ava, right? They can explain the new rules to you. And hey, if you've actually got an important job I wouldn't want to get in the way of that. I'm just here for the naked women, not to see the timeline destroyed or whatever. Feel free to get back to work. Or get new recruits, whichever works for you."

Erin turned her back on the three nude women, leaving them aboard the bridge. Ava quickly looked around, flushing.

"I- Sara, what..." Ava said.

"Don't ask," Sara said.

Sara moved over to a seat; at least there it felt more natural to cross her arms, getting what little modesty she could. Zari meanwhile stayed crouched behind the console, while Ava stood, arms trying to cover her front.

"She came aboard, the next moment we were all naked," Sara said. "Including you. So not all bad."

"Sara!" Ava said.

"Hey, you're my girlfriend, I'm allowed to be appreciative," Sara said.

Despite herself, Ava chuckled.

"That's not what I- Please tell me you've got some plan to get dressed again," Ava said.

"I wish," Zari whimpered.

"Working on it," Sara said, and hesitated. "But... she's got a point. Even if we can't get our clothes back we can't just do nothing while the magical fugitives are out there."

"You're not seriously suggesting we go on missions n- like this?" Ava said, looking incredulously over to Sara, flustered.

"We can't do nothing!" Sara said, just as red.