This has gone too far

Ava responded by returning one arm to cover her boobs, firmly shaking her head. The effect was slightly ruined by her blushing features.

“You got what you asked for,” Ava said. “That’s it.”

The crew didn’t move, didn’t stop staring. Ava squirmed, well aware that they were all around her; trying to back away just led to her fidgeting on the spot.

“You want to stay?” Sara said. She tilted her head. “Don’t mind you so much when you’re brightening up the bridge. Though would be nicer if you’d put your arms down again.”

“Sara, please-” Ava began. She swallowed. “I just want to get out.”

“And you know what to do to get it,” Sara said. “Otherwise, settle in. Take a seat, I’m not going to mind the eye candy. Anyone else got a problem?”

She looked sideways; the rest of the Legends shook their heads. Even the more **** Zari seemed to have no issue with Ava’s humiliation.

Ava backed away. Ok, all the Legends were on the bridge, if her memory was right. The rest of the ship would be safe, and somewhere hopefully she could find another communicator, clothes, worst case just get out…

She darted for the door, awkwardly making sure she was facing the crew all the while. She had, however poorly, covered her front; she wouldn’t be showing them her ass.

“Gideon!” Sara said suddenly.

The door from the bridge quickly slammed shut, the AI that controlled the Waverider taking Sara’s command. Ava stumbled, coming to a stop.

She still fidgeted, still feeling far too exposed. Now she couldn’t even get out of this room; she looked around, trying not to focus too much on all the crew regarding her.