Panting heavily but still not ready to quit just yet, Krystal struck the punching bag in front of her with a flurry of punches before darting back and lunging forward with a heavy kick. The bag was flung backwards from the force of the blow, and as it swung towards her Krystal delivered a roundhouse kick that overcame its inertia and knocked it away from her again, rattling the anchor it hung from.

"Yeah, that's it!" Katt encouraged from nearby, sipping from her water bottle, just as exhausted as Krystal. Katt had landed on the Great Fox just yesterday to join the crew for a trip back to Corneria. Though she wasn't subtle about the fact that she was mostly coming along to visit Falco, he still had other duties to tend to, which left her time to catch up with Krystal. Once they got to Corneria the plan was for the team, plus Katt, to get in some R&R time before their next job. As Falco liked to put it, there wasn't much point in earning money from Star Fox's clients if they didn't spend it, and Fox had commented on it being a necessary way to keep the team energized.

Katt hopped back, taking deep breaths, then began attacking the punching bag again. "Leg straight!" Katt shouted as Krystal kicked, and the vixen danced back and tried again, focusing on keeping her leg straighter on the next blow. This had been Katt's idea to get in some training, both of them showing each other a few tricks they'd learned since the last time Katt had been on board. Their workout clothes – a fabric leotard for Krystal compared to the glossy blue faux-leather one Katt wore – were a little worse for wear after their long workout, but they were just about done. Or at least Krystal was. Her muscles were practically screaming at her to stop, and she was finally ready to listen to them.

She delivered one final kick to the center of the bag and then stepped back, gasping heavily for breath and bending over at the waist. "I think... that's enough," Krystal told Katt in between breaths, wiping her brow.

Katt obligingly held out Krystal's water bottle to her, and the vixen drained the rest of its contents. "Yeah, I don't have another round in me," Katt agreed. "Let's finish up, go get clean, and then head to the lounge until the boys get back from their patrol."

After taking a few more breaths, Krystal straightened up and they started on their cool-down exercises; after finishing the slower stretches they headed off to the locker room together. "So, how are things between you and Fox?" Katt asked suddenly as she began undressing.

Krystal was taken briefly off-guard. "What? They're... normal?"

"So, you haven't asked him out yet?" Katt teased, glancing at Krystal over her shoulder.

Flustered, Krystal folded her arms, looking away from Katt. "No, I... there hasn't been a good time..." she said, coming up with an excuse.

"Well, you'll have plenty of time soon," Katt pointed out as she unzipped her leotard all the way down. "While I'm taking Falco off to do some sight-seeing, maybe you and Fox should do the same, yeah?"

"Yes, that was... what I was planning on," Krystal mumbled, slipping her own leotard off her shoulders. "He's a bit... he hasn't really responded much to my, well, advances."

"That's military men for you," Katt sighed as she opened up her leotard and slid it off of herself. "It wasn't until I pinned him up against the wall that Falco finally got it in his skull that I was interested in him."

Krystal gave a chuckle, her thoughts drifting as she stripped naked. The idea of grabbing Fox and pinning him to the wall certainly had its appeal, but as fun as it was to imagine, was that really something she could do...?

She shook her head. It was a last resort. She certainly wasn't as brash as Katt, and she would try less forward means of making her desires known first. Tossing her leotard onto the bench behind her, she moved on to the next part of her routine from when she finished training: sat on the end of it and spread her legs, leaning back and taking a breath.

From off to her side, she heard a thump against a door. "Ugh, I see Slippy still hasn't fixed this thing," Katt observed.

"What thing?" Krystal asked casually as she began relieving herself, her stream of urine pale from all the water she had been drinking while exercising. It flowed forward just a little from her in a downward arch and splashed on the tiled floor, but she was well enough used to this routine that she had already held her feet well out of the way of any potential droplets.

"The bathroom-" Katt began, but hearing the splashing sound, Katt turned her head to look at Krystal. The vixen gave the naked feline a glance in return, but it wasn't until Katt said "Well, I see you took my advice after all!" that Krystal realized she was doing something she shouldn't have been.

"Oh, er, I..." Krystal fumbled, trying to clench and stop her stream unsuccessfully; it weakened briefly but then her urine continued flowing out from her to add to the puddle on the floor. "Well, I mean... you were right, it wasn't really reasonable for me to have to go all the way up to deck two for this, and it's not like anyone else ever finds out when R.O.B. just cleans it up, so..."

"Hey, I'm not judging, I agree!" Katt declared, walking over and standing straddling the bench adjacent to Krystal's. "We shouldn't have to hold it, especially when R.O.B. can take care of it, right?"

"Right," Krystal agreed; now that she had Katt's approval she relaxed again and leaned back more casually, glancing downwards. The puddle in front of her was still spreading out over the tiles, and she sighed softly from the relief.

Katt gave a chuckle and lifted her arms up to stretch them over her head, pushing her hips out. "Well, I'm glad you came around in the end. So you must do this pretty often then, huh?"

Krystal's tail flicked, and she felt a brief sort of excitement from getting to talk about her unusual habit. "Sometimes, yes," she murmured.

Katt wasn't satisfied with just that and went on, "How often?"

"It's... daily, I guess?" Krystal admitted, feeling briefly embarrassed as she appended an unconvincing "But mostly just in the locker room."

"Mostly?" Katt repeated incredulously.

Krystal grumbled, conceding the point. "There was one time, I was watching a movie after everyone else had gone to bed. I had to go and decided to simply... save myself a trip." Her stream was starting to weaken, and she remained in place, letting the rest of her bladder's contents spill onto the floor.

"Oh, yeah?" Katt pressed, "That certainly sounds convenient."

Nodding in agreement, Krystal went on, "Yes. It would be great if I could do it more often, but it's too risky with everyone else around." Her stream was just a dribble now, and she clenched to force out a final few spurts. "I got lucky once when everyone else was away for a week, and that let me... take advantage of the situation," she admitted, her voice getting quieter towards the end.

"Heh, smart," Katt agreed, then put her hands behind her head and let out a sigh. Her own stream, just as pale as Krystal's but with a little more force behind it, sprayed out from her slit and landed on the bench she was straddling, quickly pouring over the sides and dripping onto the floor. "Mmh... really wish I had that kind of freedom. And nobody ever caught on?"

"No," Krystal answered, scooting back on her bench a bit. "R.O.B. always left the place spotless. It wasn't all that different from when I lived on Sauria, where if I felt the need I was free to just squat and go. It was like that, except instead of trees and rivers, it was carpet and steel plating."

Katt nodded, then turned her head to look at Krystal more directly as she casually peed all over the bench in front of her. "Sooooo... what other places did you use, then?" she asked over the sound of her splashing urine.

Krystal glanced away and sheepishly responded, "Just... floors."

Unrelentingly, Katt insisted, "Floors where?"

"Well, it was... wherever I was when I needed to go," Krystal answered evasively. Katt arched an eyebrow and Krystal took a breath before continuing. "Since it was just me I didn't even have to bother with the locker room. I just squatted on the mats out in the gym before starting my routine. But the same was true for the lounge, the mess hall, or just whatever random corridor I was in when I felt the need." She decided specifically not to mention the time she had been outside of Fox's room and then had snuck in, and simply went on, "At one point I was doing some training in the flight simulator and just sat on the side of the cockpit to take care of things rather to avoid having to climb down."

"I see, I see," Katt mused, glancing down in front of her while still pissing on the bench, though her stream was gradually starting to weaken, and she lowered her hips a little bit, her long tail flicking and swishing back and forth. She certainly hadn't expected that Krystal would follow up on her spur of the moment action from her previous visit – especially considering that Krystal had expressed no interest in following in Katt's footsteps at the time.

She went quiet to finish up, letting the rest of her pee spill out onto the varnished wooden bench, then stood back up as she forced out what little remained inside of her with a couple of clenches. Now empty, she rested one hand on her hip and let the other hang at her side as she remarked, "Well then, I might just have to follow your lead and find whatever places I can around the ship while I'm here," she teased.

"I definitely couldn't blame you," Krystal replied casually. With a smirk and a chuckle, she added, "Just be careful with all the boys around, you don't want to get caught."

"If anything, that adds to the fun!," Katt teased, grinning widely. "I bet I could get away with even more. I don't really care if one of the others finds me, to be honest."

"Katt!" Krystal whined.

"Oh, don't worry, I won't tell them anything about you, that'll be our little secret," she teased with a wide grin. "Maybe Falco would like to-"

"No thank you," Krystal cut in, raising a hand, "I still don't want to know what you two have been up to."

Katt gave a chuckle and swung one leg up and over the bench. "Fine, fine. Shower time?" she offered, and Krystal got up, though Katt hummed in thought. "Though... maybe we should have just used the showers?"

Krystal shook her head. "You're not supposed to, since it's recycled water," she pointed out.

"I don't think any of the boys would be too bothered," Katt teased, "But fair point. Shall we?"

"One moment," Krystal said, clearing her throat. "R.O.B., can you clean the women's locker room, please?"

"Affirmative," came the robotic voice over the ship's intercom.

"Ah, yeah, I nearly forgot about that!" Katt said with a laugh. "If only he could just do it automatically, yeah?"

"That would be nice," Krystal agreed, heading off to the showers with Katt and leaving their respective messes behind.
