Anika and Blanche
The catgirl fidgets again, biting her lip. L-look, it’s- it’s my time of the month and you’re really really hot and lotsa people on this base are kinda hot and- She trails off, the words flowing out like they’ve been pent up for a long time, Blanche being too shy to ever bring it up with anyone. She immediately looks supremely embarrassed afterwards.
Initiation
”Um, steel. I think 1095? Definitely not Damascus, at least.” Fidelia glances down to peek under the hem of her skirt as she answers, trying to assess the best information she can give.