The Officer part 5-Rachel

(A bit short, but I have a headaches so don't blame me for trying.)
Inside the ship, we went inside a small dressing room, with tons of clothes in our hands. It was paradise to behold, for when we went in, a panel surrounded us, me and Cassie. She certainly wasn't pleased, for she didn't want to get our of her too small, bird poop jeans and greasy shirt. "You know, Cassie, this time we'll find jeans that can fitv you this time." I said with a laugh. Cassie said nothing as she took off her shirt and put on a green robe with brown lines and a zipper function. She took off her crusty jeans and exchanged it with a pink layered dress skirt.

I on the other hand was looking for the warrior look,. Minutes later, I was out with a cats eye bikini piece, white boots, orange split pants and a red tank top. My makeup was designed to kill, and I had my hair in a ponytail like Kiyones. We walked out of the dressing room and walked into the captains room, Marco was sleeping on a mopstick, and Jake was hard at work at the floor scrubbing away. They were dressed up too, in gray robes with the hood, like monks. Jake looked up at us as we approached him a few feet and whistled. Marco woke up, "What! Who? Oops, heh-heh. Hi girls, didn't hear you come in, could have had a catnap but you spoiled the nap. Say, Rachel, I see your Xena is showing. " I ignored him, he didn't know anything when it came to fashion.

A loudspeaker on the side wall, turned on, and said,"We are approaching the Galaxy Police HQ. Please get in your seats, its going to get bumpy. " Ax came from downstairs and climbed on a bubble-like chair big enough to hold him, the bubble covered him up, looking like an egg now. Tobias, Marco, Cassie and Jake also went inside a bubble chair that covered up. But I went over to a window of the ship to look at where we were going. It looked like a white crescent half moon with pods and spaceships all over and sort of looked like the death star half finished. It looked odd aright and I could tell something might go wrong. I walked over to a empty bubble chair by Marco and he looked at me. I buckled myself in, and the outside of the chair enclosed me in a plastic covering, transparent and with air holes. But sound-proof and strong enough to not break under pressure. "We are almost there, hang tight, we are preparing to enter inside the base with clearance." Said a loudspeaker inside the bubble. I closed my eyes and thought about home and if we will ever see home again.