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5/31/2016 3:23:45 AM
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Monica gives Ryker a look. He gives her a look back. They both sit. Monica sighs and Ryker crosses his arms.
"You're arguing about me going out aren't you?"
Monica says softly.
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"Well, we have to think of the future. A house, a place to stay, family, kids of our own... you know."
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"A... A house? A family? I..." She looks overwhelmed. She stands, she couldn't look him in the eye. "I'm... I'm only 19... Tulleesh I..." She didn't want to say anything to hurt him but... She was to young.
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"Well, I know that, but what I'm saying is we'll be together for a while. Note that I said [b][i]future[/i][/b], not [i][b]present.[/b][/i] sit down."
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She nods, sitting again. "I'm sorry... I just... The thought of that so early... It threw me off guard..."
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"I still study too, you know. Hell, I live at the academy. The reason why I'm bringing this up is because last night we went a little far... and I just want to know if you want me to get rid of the egg right now. It'll be 100% painless, I promise. I just want to know if you want me to or not."
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She nods. "Do it."
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"Alright." He lifts her shirt up, placing the palm of his hand over her belly button. A ticklish feeling spread from her belly as a circular symbol appeared in her skin, floating above her uterus. "There we are! Now, with this seal active... well, I won't bore you with technicalities. Basically, as long as that is there, you won't get pregnant."
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Edited by cyberattaq: 6/1/2016 12:00:09 AMShe nods. "Alright... Thank you." She looked down at it. "So does this work as long as you want?"
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"Alright. That's done. You never told me where you were studying, you know."
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"I am... Computer Science and Defense... And weapons training and martial arts... I'm really busy." She says.
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"I see. Interesting. By what you told me of him, your father insisted that he make you learn to defend yourself, didn't he?"
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"Yeah... My family is like that." She says with a smile.
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"Well, it's better than a family that doesn't care, right?" He smiles at her, hugging her tightly. "I love you, baby."
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"I love you to honey." She says with a smile, hugging him back.
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His tattoos glow faintly, dimly, calmly.
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She rests her head against them.
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He kisses her head, smiling. "Wanna fuсk?"
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[b][i]Next Morning...[/i][/b] Ryker awakes in his bed. Slowly getting up and getting dressed he remembers this was the day of the op.
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Most of the battalion had already moved out and positioned themselves onto the trap. Only Eleanor was still at the base, with a Leman Russ Eliminator and a few troops.
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He went and found her. "Good morning honey..." He says groggily. "Is there coffee here?"
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[i]"There you are. There's still some tea left from this morning. You can take that on the road. Make it quick, we're leaving in twenty."[/i]
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He nods, getting some. Being married to a British woman had made him appreciate tea, so he had grown on it. He walked back out with it. "Did you sleep well?"
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[i]"Sleep? I haven't slept in three bloody weeks. Although after this ordeal, I'm goving myself a proper nap."[/i]
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He laughs. "You deserve it honey." He kisses her on the cheek. "I love you."
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He kisses her helmet, which made for a funny scene. He heard her chuckle, which was an extremely rare thing when she was into her work mindset. [i]"I love you too, you silly bird."[/i] The Leman Russ tank rolls out from a ferrocrete hangar, and stops in front of them. She climbs on top of it.
