Closing the door Behind her, Ashala placed the bags on the couch and walked into her bed room to change. She put up her hair to keep it out of the way as she kicked off her sneakers under the bed. She had tried them on at the store and now for some curious reason she felt compelled to try them on once more. Each one was different from the style to the color. They were loose and free flowing allowing movement as long as it was not fast. 

The first one was what the shop owner had called the "terran special". It was black and small It hung from a band that was to be placed slightly above her chest. a fine rope belt would keep it around her waist to avoid mishaps. The accompanying foot wear were called sandals. They had a pad to cover the bottom (not as well as her boots) and these things left her toes exposed. They had a double black ribbon that wrapped around the leg and had to be tied off below the knee. These were extremely fragile looking. The shop owner said they sold very well for the terrans.

The second outfit was what the shop owner called formal wear. It was a loose knee length skirt and a suit coat. The color was a dark blue with white pin stripping. Ashala didn't like the fit or feel of the "shirts". The option was for her to wear a collared half shirt. It had no sleeves and was made of similar material as her work out top. This just looked like it had buttons in the front. Ashala hated buttons, she had the manual dexterity of her people but the terran buttons were just too small. Ashala didn't like the tie option either. For the foot wear she chose something similar to her boots but they were black and shiny.

The final outfit was similar to terran casual wear. It was white and one piece which Ashala preferred. the main feature to this cut was it had no back. The dock chief was warned that terrans found this style to signal mating desires. She didn't want to fight every one and the outfit only held itself to her body by two straps that crisscrossed her shoulders. The hem of the skirt was made with a heavy material to keep it in place. When asked when the dock chief would wear this the reply was, "When you want someone's attention." Ashalas curiosity made her get it. the foot wear was two white small flat pads. They were made for Altenians. These she liked even if they were over priced for the size. She found herself buying two more pairs in red and black.

The tower was still on lock down and the docks were off. good thing she was a doc chief. She sent out a comm to let the team know her dock would be prepping tomorrow. "[color=6ecff6]We don't get paid by the hour. Its time to get back to the grind. Whether or not the ships come in we have to stay on top. This is the time thieves prosper and I'm not going to lose one crate."[/color] When she ended the video call she began to hold her hands in her head as she looked down to see she was still wearing the white dress. Ashala was certain the leaning over did little to help matters. Her ears went back as she changed out of the dress, and back into her street clothes. The rough neck would be unforgiving tomorrow. She ordered in and stayed in her room for the rest of that day.