The Docks

While Khalisah and Shepard engaged in a cold stare down, Ashley and Liara did their best to focus on the sky car windows. It was on Ashley's side of the cab that the Normandy came into view.

"Skipper, we've got a problem."

Shepard and Liara looked over Ashley's shoulder, and saw the crowds amassing outside the ship. And how a majority of them were accompanied by vid cameras.

"Reporters! Miranda must've called them." Shepard both cursed Miranda, and squirmed with excitement at the idea of being so thoroughly humiliated.

"It should not be an issue now." Liara assured. "Thanks to you and Khalisah, we have now provided the galaxy a reasonable cover story for our streaking."

"Oh I wouldn't be so sure of that," Khalisah said wickedly. The trio turned just in time to see the reporter chucking the powdery contents of a metal cannister at them. The powder hit their breasts and stomachs, and gathered on their crotches, before evaporating.

"What was that?!" Ashley barked.

"A classic bit of pranking technology. Ultra grade itching powder! In 5 minutes, you three will be itchier than you've ever been, and you'll be desperately rubbing yourselves over anything to satisfy it. Including each other!"

"But why?!" Shepard demanded answer.

"Because to them, it'll look like you're trying to masturbate. And then we'll have undeniable proof that you three are streaking because you're filthy perverts. And I'll get my story!"

Khalisah opened the sky car doors. "Better start running."

Shepard and Ashley were prepared to launch themselves at the grinning Khalisah, but Liara tugged her cuffed arm against Shepard's right. Forced to conclude that they didn't have time, Shepard followed Liara's lead and used her cuffed left arm to drag the furious and profusely swearing Ashley out beside her

"Focus Williams!" Shepard ordered. "We don't have time for this. Prepare to move on my mark. 1. 2. 3!"

The naked trio did their best to run in synch and charge through the gawping gutter press. Alone, it would've been no easy feat, but being cuffed together allowed them to push past everyone like a rhino. The thought of the galaxy witnessing them aggressively rubbing their genitals on objects and other people kept them in motion. But could they make it to the ship before they gave into their urges?