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Post by Amy81 on May 9, 2007 5:19:53 GMT -6
"My mother's already on the Callisto" Amy blurted. She looked at Charybdis, and could see two faces there, the demon and Charybdis's, one superimposed over the other. She could hear the demon's voice in her mind: Remember we both lose control when you do this...
Amy got her arm free and turned to the bar. "Yo bartender. Another please, and fill it this time?" The bartender opened his mouth to say something, then thought better of it. He poured until there was a double shot in the glass. Amy nodded in satisfaction, and carefully reached for the glass.
The shot burned going down but Amy swallowed it easily though it seemed to knock her back a step. She turned to Charybdis and studied his face, happy to see just his there now, only just a little blurry. "I'm in charge" she said. "I'm calling the shots here. Now let's...." she grabbed his hand firmly, "...get hitched!"
With determination mixed with a bit of uncoordination, she began to pull him toward the door. Onlookers parted, clearing her a path.
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 9, 2007 9:34:36 GMT -6
Get hitched?? Amy was obviously having a bit too much to drink. As she pulled me into the corridor I was frantically trying to get her attention, "Amy, slow down. We have plenty of time. You've had a bit too much to drink. Perhaps we could go back to your place and uh...rest awhile?"
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Post by Amy81 on May 9, 2007 12:27:25 GMT -6
Amy stopped pulling on his hand and spun around to face him. "No" she snapped. "Haven't you listened to a word I said? If we don't do it now, we might never have the chance to again." She hit him lightly on the chest. "And I haven't had moo touch to drink. Do much to trink. Oh, come on!" And she had his hand firmly again, pulling him along. At the next intersection of corridors, she stopped, looking around. "Which fracking way to Reverand Mars anyway?"
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 10, 2007 7:23:31 GMT -6
"Amy!" I spun her around. She had a glazed look on her eyes. "Amy, calm down. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. If we've been through all of this, a few more cycles wont' matter, will it? Here, why don't you come to my quarters and you can lie down. I'll get you some cold water and we can talk some more, OK?"
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Post by Amy81 on May 11, 2007 7:42:21 GMT -6
Amy pulled free before Charybdis could start guiding her toward his quarters. "I don't want any cold water!" she snapped. Besides that, she didn't want to be anywhere near where Elmer had died. The vision the demon had shared with her was still burned into her memory.
"If you won't help me find the Reverand" she said, "I'll find him myself." She chose a corridor, took a few steps into it, then turned around. "Well?" she said, holding out a hand, "Are you coming? I can't get sealed without you!"
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 11, 2007 9:21:41 GMT -6
She stood there holding out her hand. She seemed like she was holding out her hand in desperation. I figured I'd better go along and see what happened. She probably should not be left alone at the micron.
"Yeah. I'm coming. Let's go find Reverend Mars." I took her hand and we began walking down the corridor. I kept my eye on her out of the corner of my eye just to see how she was acting...
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Post by Amy81 on May 11, 2007 11:29:15 GMT -6
Amy took his hand and they began to walk together. Finally, she thought. She had stopped pulling on him to keep him moving, and for a moment she leaned her head on his shoulder. Then she straightened up again, remembering what mom had said about Gold squadron conduct. Lords, the O-club. Talk about conduct unfit for Gold Squadron... When mom hears about that, she'll freak out on me. Amy looked over at Charybdis. That won't be anything compared to when she finds out we've gotten sealed. Then again...Maybe she won't. She's been my mom for like two days. She'll be more upset as a Major that I got tipsy in front of everyone, then ran off and got sealed... Amy's eyes grew wide for a moment. Oh yeah, she'll freak. But by the Lords it can't be helped. If she only knew what I've gotten into... She got Charybdis's attention. "Just where is the Reverend's quarters?" The ship suddenly never felt so big in her entire life...
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 18, 2007 10:08:13 GMT -6
"I guess you never went to talk with the Reverend much, huh?" I kidded her. "It's on the observation level, near the observation deck. Nice place to talk with the good reverend and contemplate the mysteries of the universe."
Amy seemed to drink in what I was saying. She had a strange look on her face as if she was deep in thought. Was it something I said? Perhaps she, too, was contemplating those mysteries as well...
We got into the nearest turbolift and pushed the button for the Observation deck...
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Post by Amy81 on May 21, 2007 11:44:05 GMT -6
Amy slammed the turbolift stop button suddenly, jerking the car to a halt. "Frack" she said, looking down at herself. She stood up straight, arms at her sides, feeling for the edge of her blouse with her fingers. The blouse was long, it's end slightly past her reach. "Good enough" she said.
And she promptly unfastened and started stepping out of her pants. "I have to be in some sort of dress" she explained, nearly falling over getting her feet out of the pants. She stomped and kicked her feet in frustration until finally she was free, then stood up straight, smoothing the blouse with her hands. "It's flowery, isn't it?" she spun around once, nearly falling again.
She whacked the on button, and the turbolift started up again. "Whatcha think?" she asked, striking as alluring a pose as she could muster....
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 22, 2007 8:35:00 GMT -6
I stood staring at her almost in disbelief. Had her medication taken it's toll? Had the trauma of losing the baby caused her to start smoking plant vapors?
"Uh, yeah. It looks great, Amy. Let's get to the Reverend's office quickly." I pushed the button again even though it was already pushed, hoping to make the turbolift go faster...
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