Zari thinks she's lying

"Zari!" Amaya said, still incredulous at the fact her friend apparently saw nothing wrong with this situation.

She still had her arms clutched over her front, trying desperately to get what little she could. One arm over her tits, making her uncomfortably aware of how much cleavage she had, and another trying to conceal her pussy. Both slipped as she moved, more and more dark skin sneaking into view.

Running out of the ship absolutely wasn't an option, not while she was naked. The last thing she wanted was for her tribe to see her like this!

Which left trying to convince Zari to actually let her put clothes on, and that she wasn't whoever this 'Charlie' was.

"You're getting pretty good at the voice," Zari said. Amaya squirmed as her friend looked her up and down. "Been practising?"

"I'm Amaya!" she said, voice turning a little high with desperation. Zari didn't look away.

"That could use work," Zari said. "Amaya never lost control like that. Why am I not surprised you like to imagine people getting embarrassed?"

Amaya certainly _would _lose control if she was naked in front of someone like this. She bit back a retort, awkwardly following Zari through the ship.

She faltered at each door, waiting for Zari to be the one to wave it open; she didn't want to move a single one of her arms and flash any more. Zari glanced back at her, gaze lingering again, slightly frustrated.

"Come on Charlie," Zari said. "There's a point where it stops being cute and starts being annoying. Not like we haven't seen it all before."

"Who is Charlie?!" Amaya said, trying not to think too much about what Zari had just said. "I'm not her!"

Zari eyed her for a moment. Amaya fidgeted awkwardly, arms shifting, a little of the underside of her tits peeking into view.

"Sure, Amaya," Zari said, her tone making it clear she didn't believe a word of it. "Charlie is a very annoying shapeshifter we picked up a while back who happened to get locked into your form. A whole lot of stuff happened, she messed up, I mentioned you were hot, and she decided the best way to apologise and get along with everyone would be to keep your body completely naked whenever she was aboard the Waverider. Which is dumb, but hey, not kidding about Amaya being hot so you're not getting out of it that easy."

"What?!" Amaya yelped. "You have someone going around looking like me naked?!"

"Not like the real Amaya's going to find out," Zari said. She shrugged. "And not like we can stop you doing anything, as that whole mess with Constantine shows. Anyway, you first."

Zari sidestepped past her before Amaya could react, still reeling slightly from where the Legends had ended up in her absence. Ok, things were always a bit chaotic, but this was... wow.

An undignified squeak escaped her lips as Zari moved behind her; any attempt to turn and stop her seeing her ass was stopped by Zari grabbing her shoulders.

"Lead the way," Zari said. Was that a chuckle in her voice?

Did she seriously find this amusing?! This was the most humiliating thing that had ever happened to her!

Then again, to Zari this was just some bizarre shapeshifter playing embarrassed. Damn it. Amaya bit her lip, mentally going over a dozen possible ways to try and prove her identity that couldn't just be faked by someone with access to the Waverider's database.

"Ooh, like the new ass," Zari said. "Suits you. Definitely keep that one."

Amaya's cheeks burned.