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ANL- Roja, part six
The Blue Jay shuddered violently as the docking collar's magnetic clamps locked against the ship. Several shapes started to groggily move around the compartment. One of the biggest men that Sam had ever seen suddenly undid his harness and nearly flung himself out of his seat. Hanging onto the seatback with one hand he stretched his legs out to their full length; his joints popping several times as he did so.
"Christ, I can't take it anymore. They make these seats so damn small for anyway."
"They don't make them for walrus's Sarge" one soldier offered.
He didn't even look in the direction of the offending remark, "What's that LeBlanc? You're handling the latrine detail for the next two weeks? Everyone give him a round of applause for volunteering."
The interior burst into a round of laugher and jeers. Another man got out of his seat and tried to restore some semblance of order, "Alr
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She heard the club before she actually saw it. The deep base rung in her ears as they pulled into the driveway leading to the parking lot. She drew her ears back in irritation, “What is that noise?”
Mark looked at her with a wide grin, “Huh? Oh, the music. Yeah, pumps you up a bit, right?”
She looked uncertain, “I already can’t hear myself think. People like this sort of thing?”
He pulled the car into a parking space and looked at her, “Well, yeah. Some do anyway. Did you still want to go?”
She pulled her attention away from the brightly lit and crowded building, “No, I mean yes, I mean…” She laughed at herself a bit, palming her face and giggling at her own awkwardness lightening her mood again. She took a deep breath and smiled at him, “I’ll give it a try anyway.”
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The night passed restlessly for Tija. After dermal bonding his numerous minor cuts, she’d laid him down on her couch and tried to go to sleep herself. Only to wake up again, walk out to the hallway, check on him, then returning to bed to fruitlessly toss and turn before doing it again.
She wasn’t sure when she’d finally gotten to sleep, but she got up that morning to find her couch empty. Straightening up her apartment, she glanced at the packet containing her orders and other legal documents. Shoving them into the desk, she turned and walked out without giving them a second thought. She wondered what to do with herself for the day over breakfast and coffee… and the door caught her eye. She stared at it as if transfixed, there was a whole other world out there and she’d only seen glimpses so far. Not just another world, her world was out there if she could just find her place in
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‘The day had started off so nicely’, she thought to herself as she helped Mark toward the car. He staggered again and she grabbed him to keep him from falling. Putting his arm around her neck she quietly said, “Here, just hang onto me, okay?”
He nodded, his face was bloody and he was sure to get a black eye. She quickly glanced up toward the group of pups being herded away by the club’s bouncers. She was ever so glad he’d managed to knock one of them completely out, giving them more than enough problems of their own to bother harassing them any longer.
Exhaling loudly, she shook her head and opened the door for him. He fell roughly into the seat and had to grab onto the door-frame to keep from falling out of the car entirely. She knelt down and gently tried wiping some of the blood from his face. She frowned and slowly shook her head to herself again, ‘today sta
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Sam's face felt like it was on fire, he hadn't even been matching Mark drink for drink and he was steadily losing ground anyway. He swayed slightly as he swung his head around, something he had just said caught his attention. Sam had to concentrate for a moment to even remember what he wanted to ask.
"Hey, weren't you already a lieutenant in the service by then? What were you doing in such a low-level class anyway?"
Mark hardly looked fussed despite being a full glass ahead of him. He flashed him a grin, "Oh, that's easy. I did such a good job of cheating and conning my way through college in the first place that I couldn't pass my test for Lt. Commander." He leaned back and took another drink before continuing, "They won't let you stay a lieutenant forever so I either had to pass that test or I had to leave. I went back to school on the SC's dime. They footed the bill and granted me leave so I co
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It had been several days since Tija had last seen him and she was starting to miss his company. She wandered the small shopping center aimlessly, idly looking over the various kiosks and wares as she wiled away her time. It wasn’t that she felt she needed him like she had weeks ago when her life had gone off course, but she found she just wanted him around. It was always an adventure when he was there, and well, she just liked him.
Mark had been agitated about something when he had dropped her off. It was as if he couldn’t wait to be away, but didn’t want to leave either. Stopping to peruse the items at a kiosk, she turned the thought over a few times and shook her head to herself. “He must still be embarrassed over the incident at the restaurant”, she reasoned.
It was such a quaint little place; really nothing more than a shack where the kitchen was housed and an open-a
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The morning sun shone in through the window as Robert bustled about in the kitchen waiting for the coffee to finishes brewing. Shirley leaned in the doorway groggily watching him until he took notice of her. Picking up a full coffee cup he went over to her, "Morning hun."
She leaned into him, rubbing her face against the fur on his chest for a moment before taking the cup, "Mmmmm Thanks."
She slowly made her way across the kitchen and took a seat at their small table. Leaning heavily against it she rubbed her head, "Uhnnn What did I do last night?"
Robert smiled and picked up an empty bottle from the counter, "Well, you talked to your mom for a while. Then you drained this bottle of tequila."
Dropping her head onto the table she mumbled, "Oh Christ, that's right. We gotta pack tonight; we're leaving in the morning!"
Robert grimaced slightly but didn't say anything. Turning away, he went back to preparing their breakfast.