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Post by Amy81 on May 22, 2007 11:04:40 GMT -6
Amy smiled, looking Charybdis up and down. "What's the matter? Getting a little hot in here?" She sauntered over to the turbolift control and hit the off button again with one finger. "You know, this lift is pretty small... sorta reminds me of a... supply closet, doncha think?" She stood there, admiring the view of her husband to be.
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 23, 2007 8:53:05 GMT -6
Amy had a very clear look on her face, not only that but the fact remained that she had just removed her pants not a centon before!
"Now Amy, we're going to see the Reverend about getting sealed...this is probably not the time to be thinking about...the supply closet!"
She came closer and closed her arms around my neck. "I'm not thinking about the supply closet. I'm thinking about we DID in the supply closet." Her eyes seemed alive. She got that look when we were 'together.'
"Well, I can certainly think of more romantic places," I said as I looked around the small cramped turbolift. "Besides, Amy, the techs will have this thing running before anything can happen once they see that the lift has stopped..."
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Post by Amy81 on May 23, 2007 12:36:40 GMT -6
Amy stared at Charybdis, her eyes wide.
Then they got wider. And wider. The turbolift began to tilt in funny directions.
"Hold my hair" she said suddenly.
"Wha---?" Charybdis started to say.
"The lift" Amy managed to say. "Too much stopping and..." Then she turned away, dropped to her knees and began heaving. She didn't remember when she'd last ate, but whatever it was came up in a hurry.
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 25, 2007 13:41:56 GMT -6
Man, I loved this girl, but she was sure taking it to the limit! She bent over and heaved out Lords knows what. A lot of slimy liquid...the drinks she had been consuming at the O Club...
I grabbed her around the waist to hold her up so she wouldn't fall into the filth that now puddled in the corner of the turbolift...
"Amy, we're going to get you some rest. You need to lie down." I hit the emergency button and the doors slid open. We got out and stepped into the corridor and began to search for a room where she could lie down...
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Post by Amy81 on May 27, 2007 16:00:19 GMT -6
"I don't want to lie down" Amy mumbled, leaning on Charybdis for support. Then she got her strength back, got her balance and stopped walking. "This isn't the observation level!" she said as she looked around. She hit Charybdis in the shoulder and yelled into his face, "I said I wanted to see Reverend Mars!" She noticed Charybdis's face screw up in disgust and she took a step back. "Lords" she said, raising a hand to her mouth, "that bad? You wouldn't have a mint on you, would you?"
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 29, 2007 11:51:49 GMT -6
This was not the Amy I knew. Something was really wrong. "Amy, what is going on? You've been acting like you've been smoking plant vapors. And really strong ones too. I'm not going anywhere but to get you some help. Let's go back to the Med Lab."
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Post by Amy81 on May 29, 2007 12:20:32 GMT -6
"Does this mean I don't get a mint?" she asked. She waited a moment until this seemed so. "I haven't been smoking" she went on. "I had a couple of drinks. I get motion-sick in elevators sometimes so I barfed. I know: ha-ha. A pilot who gets sick in elevators. Well, I nearly spaced myself looking for a turboflush once, so is that so odd? My lords, Charybdis, after all I've been through lately, I just want a chance for some happiness before that chance is gone. So stop looking at me like I'm a freak ready for a padded cell, will you?" She realized just then her pants were gone. Maybe she was a freak, she thought as she pulled down on her blouse self-consciously. Good thing it was an looong blouse.
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 30, 2007 11:39:28 GMT -6
I looked at her. "Amy, you should know by now that I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere. I don't know why you'd think any chance for happiness would be gone. Unless you're unsure of yourself? You do seem to make things a bit more difficult than they have to." Amy looked down as if to think of all those times when she got herself into trouble.
I continued, "Look. A lot has happened lately. I know the stresses of combat...they can mess you up pretty bad. Sometimes you just need a little time, to take it easy. Hey, what say that we put in for some leave time and just spend some time together, just taking it easy?"
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Post by Col. Charybdis on May 30, 2007 11:43:31 GMT -6
I looked at her. "Amy, you should know by now that I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere. I don't know why you'd think any chance for happiness would be gone. Unless you're unsure of yourself? You do seem to make things a bit more difficult than they have to." Amy looked down as if to think of all those times when she got herself into trouble.
I continued, "Look. A lot has happened lately. I know the stresses of combat...they can mess you up pretty bad. Sometimes you just need a little time, to take it easy. Hey, what say that we put in for some leave time and just spend some time together, just taking it easy?"
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Post by Amy81 on May 30, 2007 12:39:13 GMT -6
Amy took a step away from him. "Combat? What are you talking about?" She shuffled another half step away, and brushed some strands of hair away from her face with both hands. "And please stop trying to make me take it easy." She looked at him sharply, suddenly understanding something the demon had told her as she began the drinking binge. "You aren't going for it. Frack me, he was right." Her shoulders slumped and she seemed to shrink a little. She leaned her back against the corridor wall, looked up and called out, "I get it, okay? I fracking get it!" She looked at Charybdis with a look of resignation on her face.
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