Fxeni sat up with a pounding headache. As his vision cleared he looked around the room.
The Sickbay? How did I get here? Last I remember I was talking to Peebs in her office... Fxeni said as he sat up. He then looked down. He started to peace together what happened when he realized he was mostly unclothed, having only tattered boxers and his red scarf.
"Dammit Kit!" Fxeni exclaimed as he slammed his hand on the bed.
"Oh, you're up. Yes, that Kit person came in here carrying both you and the other one, looking mighty satisfied with herself I might add," Emma said snidely as she walked over to the other bed that was nearby. PBPB was on it, covered by a sheet.
"She didn't happen to go into details did she? She also didn't happen to have our clothes too?" Fxeni asked gruffly, looking around the room for them.
"Something about some fire, clothes burned and tattered, that sort of thing. I wasn't listening all that much to tell the truth, she went into far more detail about some things than I would have liked to hear," Emma replied. "Suffice to say I'm amazed either of you are in as good of a condition as you are going off her descriptions and what I saw when you were brought in."
"... You know what, I don't even want to know. Would you mind replicating me some new clothes?" Fxeni said, his hand covering his obviously embarrassed face.
"Certainly. I'd suggest next time you don't trust succubi for your own safety," Emma said blandly as she started the replicator.
"Dully noted," Fxeni replied dryly.