Hobbie Klivian: -=As has become increasingly his
habbit, Hobbie was in the office, looking over reports and other such officy
things=-
Myn Donos: -=sits down it Downtime waiting for either Kirney or Feni
to show up and help convince Hobbie to go on a vacation sometime soon.
He knew that Feni would be busy for various reasons and knew Kirney had
to prep the freighter..=-
Myn Donos: -=eventhough she was on the informal committee to free Hobbie
from his depression=-
Myn Donos: -=deciding that neither one of them was going to show up
so he left a message on both their coms to head to Hobbie's office once
they were done if they finish sometime soon and then headed to Hobbie's
office=-
Fenig Durak: Lets see... Fenig is... a
bit tired, a little cranky, and definately getting nauseated due
to hunger. So when she got back to her quarters to shower before lunch
and saw amessage waiting, she groaned. That is, until she
saw who it was from. 'What does Myn want now?' Sitting down, she keyed in her code
and played the message.
Hobbie Klivian: -=work, work, work, work, work........=-
Fenig Durak: 'Oh yeah.... I'd forgotten
about that.' Now lets get one thing straight right now. Fenig loves
Hobbie almost more than anyone else she knows. He's a great friend, wonderful company -when he'snot sulking and sometimes even
then- and so doing something that could potentially
makehim happy was well worth getting in trouble for. (Well, it's true.)
Myn Donos: -=waits a couple minutes outside Hobbie's door to see if
anyone comes=-
Fenig Durak: ::So yeah, here comes Fenig,
having listened to the message and heading out - unshowered-
to meet with Myn. Gah, she hates being covered in grease for too long when
she's not working:: Hey Myn
Myn Donos: Hey, care to attempt to make Hobbie happy?
Myn Donos: -=knocks on Hobbie's door=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Sighs and presses the button conveniently
on his desk to openthe door so they canenter.=- Come.
Myn Donos: -=walks in with Feni and grins=- Hey boss, care for a vacation?
Hobbie Klivian: -=that caught his attention, he looked
up=- What?
Myn Donos: A vacation with Kirney and me to Corellia.
Myn Donos: You'll have your own room.
Hobbie Klivian: No thanks, -=he looked back to the
datapad he was reviewing, a report from one of the pilots on the last LDP=-
Myn Donos: Why?
Hobbie Klivian: No time.
Myn Donos: No time as in there is too much work or no time as in you're
afraid that you might possibly allow yourself a good time?
Hobbie Klivian: Work.
Myn Donos: Ok so if not now then how about next time we go?
Fenig Durak: She took the liberty of taking
a seat in the hopes that it would temporarily sate her
Hobbie Klivian: -=shrug=- That's alright. Corellia
and I don't get along too well.
Hobbie Klivian: -=still not looking up=-
Fenig Durak: hunger nausea. 'What if you
and I went somewhere else then?'
Hobbie Klivian: "nowhere I want to go, Fenig." He
finally looked up and noted her appearance, and the slightly sour look on
her face. "You alirght?"
Fenig Durak: 'I don't feel great, but I'm
fine.' That gave her an idea. 'Come get lunch with me?'
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie sighed - he knew that they
wouldn't leave him alone until he'd spent some time not working. He sighed,
"Alright, let me just finish reading this report and I'll meet you down
at the 'time."
Fenig Durak: 'After I bathe of course'
Myn Donos: -=sighs and sits down=- So even if I said I knew of a planet
filled with beatiful women who want nothing more than to know the commander
of the most famous squadron in the galaxy you wouldn't go?
Hobbie Klivian: "Meet you there in an hour, then.."
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks over at Myn=- Right.
Myn Donos: I don't believe you.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie shrugged=- Fine, don't then.
Myn Donos: Look, I'm saying you need a vacation, Feni's said that to
me and I can guess that Wes would agree also. None of us are saying that
you need time off to think, but you need time off to have fun, enjoy life.
Hobbie Klivian: -=he sighed and put down the datapad,
folded his hands atop it, and looked Myn in the eye=- Look, I know what
you're doing. It won't work. Waste your time on someone else.
Fenig Durak: Hobbie, if one of us were
going through what you are, you would come to us with a
few days leave. No arguments, mandatory time off. We can't do that to
you, but you can certainly do it to yourself. We -as your friends-
are asking you to.
Hobbie Klivian: Feni, I can't. -=Working is what keeps the pain away.=-
Myn Donos: So working is your way of numbing yourself to the world
and the feelings that surround it. -=sighs=- I wish there was some way
for me to get you to go on some vacation to ease the pressure.
Hobbie Klivian: I work best under pressure, Myn.
That's why I was a rebel.
Myn Donos: Yeah, so do I, but not this kind of pressure, not the kind
of pressure that you force onto yourself.
Fenig Durak: She rose from her seat and
moved around Hobbie's desk to stand behind his chair,
wrappig her stained coverall arms around his shoulders. 'Forgive my mess,'
and hugged him tightly. 'Hobbie, we're just worried about
you.'
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie stiffened slightly under her
embrace, but simply sighed and patted her hands with one of his.=- Really,
Feni, I'm alright. Don't worry about me, it's not good for the baby. -=he
cracked a slight smile=-
Fenig Durak: 'Hobbs, I'm not even out of
my first month yet. No need to worry. When I can't lean over
like this, then you can worry.'
Myn Donos: I'm not worried about you when you're around us, but I am
worried about you when you're alone and noone's there to keep an eye out
for you except yourself.
Hobbie Klivian: Feni, I'm Forcefather, it's my job to
look out for you and the baby. and Myn, if you're saying what I think you're
implying - don't.
Fenig Durak: She nodded slowly, but didn't
let go of her hug.
Myn Donos: No, I'm not saying that, but what I'm saying is that you
keep the pressure up on yourself so much that you often fall short of your
goal and you let it eat at you.
Myn Donos: And eat at you until you're in a complete freefall where
almost nothing can save you.
Hobbie Klivian: "That's not going to happen" Hobbie
sighed and leaned his head back into feni's shoudler... it was nice to have
a hug. He relaxed slightly but the muscles in his shoulders and back were
still corded.
Fenig Durak: She tightened her embrace
for a moment before finally letting her arms slip from
Myn Donos: How do you know? I never knew how bad I was until I was
better and had time to look back upon it. I doubt it's possible to know
how bad you are until either when you hit the bottom or when you're better
and look back upon it.
Fenig Durak: around him. Though her hands
moved to gently massage at his shoulders. Poor guy.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie let out a mighty sigh.
Hobbie Klivian: "You're imagining things. Just because
a guy likes to work and is quiet, doesn't mean that something's wrong."
Myn Donos: Oh, I know something's wrong.
Hobbie Klivian: "Oh? And just how is that, Myn?
Please, enlighten me, because I obviously don't know."
Myn Donos: I think you know but you're not willing to admit how much
it's affecting you. At least two or three things come to mind immediately
and given a little bit I probably can double that number.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie raised his eyebrows mirthlessly=-
Hobbie Klivian: "And you agree with him, Feni?"
Myn Donos: -=sighs=- If you really want me to go through with listing
what's wrong with yourself you better say so because I can absolutely positively
guarantee that it won't be pretty.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie closed his eyes and sighed
again=- Now I know I know how Wedge felt in this loon bin.
Fenig Durak: Fenig just shook her head
silently and went about massaging hobbie's shoulders
Myn Donos: No, Wedge never had it this bad.
Hobbie Klivian: He must have had some clairvoyance
then, to leave while he had the chance.
Myn Donos: Somehow I doubt that was the case.
Hobbie Klivian: You have a point.. he just had me and
wes... I've got wes and YOU.
Hobbie Klivian: He chuckled=-
Myn Donos: Well if Amanda was still here you'd have Wes, her and me.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie glared.
Hobbie Klivian: "if Amanda was still here, we'd probably
be on our way to space dust."
Myn Donos: Uh huh, if she was still here you two would be married an
probably have a kid or two by now.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie snorted.
Myn Donos: I think that's the truth
Hobbie Klivian: You think a lot of things, Myn. Try
thinking them about yourself and your own future for a change.
Fenig Durak: Probably best that Hobbie
couldn't see the displeased glare she was giving Myn.
Myn Donos: I do, I just happen to have extra time to think about how
to get a stubborn pilot to realize his own problems and give them an honest
look.
Fenig Durak: That had been a very low blow.
Myn Donos: -=ignores the glare, not enough time to counter glare=-
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie reached forward and slid another
disc into the datapad and began scanning that report, "You're delusional."
Myn Donos: -=looks at Feni, rolls his eyes, then looks back at Hobbie=-
So, if I'm delusional, then you must be halucinating, nice to meet you.
-=in a VERY smart ass mood right now=-
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie didn't look up. "Myn, I suggest
you leave my office very quickly before I do something we both will regret."
Hobbie Klivian: He spoke clearly, coldly, concicely.
Myn Donos: -=glares at Hobbie=- Fine, then you've only left me with
one thing to do.
Hobbie Klivian: "Now."
Hobbie Klivian: When Hobbie looked up, murder glinted
in his soulless eyes.
Fenig Durak: She'd never heard Hobbie like
this and it startled her. She didn't have to see his face
Fenig Durak: to know that he was beyond
pissed. Though, she still didn't stop working the
Fenig Durak: muscle in his hsoulders
Myn Donos: If I can't get you to go on a vacation I can always find
someone who can. -=doesn't look away, matching his glare=-
Hobbie Klivian: You're skating rather closely to a
court martial, Lieftenant Donos. This is insubordination, and I will NOT
take that from you any longer. Do. you. read. me?
Hobbie Klivian: -=beyond pissed is rather mild term
for the anger roiling through the usually mild ralltiirian right now=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=not once did Hobbie raise his voice.
His words remained clear cold and concise... very... imperalistic=-
Myn Donos: Fine, give me a court martial! See if I give a sith!
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie stood and shook Feni's hands
from his shoulders as he pointed at the door and roared=- OUT!
Hobbie Klivian: -=He was almost shaking in barely
controlled rage=-
Myn Donos: -=glares and walks out=- You. WILL. Regret. This.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie sat, feeling extremely old,
and put his head in his hands wth a great sigh=- I already do, -=he said
quietly to himself, forgetting Feni was still there=-
Myn Donos: -=Angry more with Hobbie than he's currently with Cracken,
tis an accomplishment=-
Fenig Durak: She backed up from her commander,
staring at the back of his head a moment
Fenig Durak: longer before near whispering,
'Hobbie....?'
Myn Donos: -=decides he needs to go practice in the sniper range before
he really does kill someone=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=He didn't look up, worn clear through.=-
I forgot you were still here.
Hobbie Klivian: -=his voice held none of the rancor
it had moments ago... and now was quite hopeless.=-
Fenig Durak: She moved around the desk
again, this time to sit and face him, her face riddled with worry.
Myn Donos: -=sighs to himself as he walks towards the Zero-G range=-
Now *I* need a vacation...
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie sighed, he was still looking
down at the desk, his head in his hands.... His eyes seemed redrimmed,
and his face seemed almost ashen=-
Fenig Durak: It was killing her to be sitting
in this chair when her dear friend was so distraut, so
what does she do? Get right back up again, rush around the desk and wrap
her arms around him for another hug. 'Hobbie, I'm so
sorry.'
Myn Donos: -=takes a few breaths before entering the range in his suit
to calm himself down a bit more=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=The sign of friendship and comfourt
were simply too much for him. They were right, the stress he was under
right now was smothering...
Hobbie Klivian: He hugged her back, burying his face
in her shoulder.... and quietly wept.=-
Fenig Durak: She held him, her cheek pressing
against the top of his head as he cried. 'I'm so sorry,
Hobbie. I'm so sorry,' she whispered.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie simply clung to her. He
was no longer the imperturbable, dour commander... he was a man in desperate
need of comfourt.=-
Fenig Durak: And she wouldn't tell a soul.
Hobbie Klivian: -=When he stopped crying it was as
though he'd suddnely realised .... he pulled away and wiped his redrimmed
eyes with the back of his hand=- Forgive me....
Myn Donos: -=sighs as he's hit all the targets from four different
positions but the range was much too small for his tastes so he decided
to go to his quarters and pack for the vacation=-
Fenig Durak: She smiled gently and shook
her head. 'No need.' Gently wiping away a few tears from
his cheeks, though it did leave a bit of a grease mark. 'I care about you
too much not to let you cry on my shoulder when you need to.'
Hobbie Klivian: "I appreciate it.... please don't tell
anyone?" -=he looked worried.=-
Fenig Durak: She nodded and added, 'You
didn't even need to ask.'
Hobbie Klivian: -=He half smiled.=- Thanks. Feni,
why don't you go get that shower and something to eat. I'm sorry, but I
don't think I'll make it for lunch today... will you take a rain cheque?
Fenig Durak: 'No, but I will bring lunch
to you. What would you like?' She folded her hands
Fenig Durak: before her and smiled sweetly.
Hobbie Klivian: -=He chuckled mirthlessly=- Suddenly,
I'm really not hungry. -=he grimaced=- There's something I need to do
and neither myself, nor Myn will like it.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie pulled a dataform up on his
'pad and started typing things in grimly=-
Myn Donos: -=packing his clothes slowly just knowing that Hobbie's
gonna do something=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=type, type, type=-
Fenig Durak: Fenig nodded, resolving to
bring something by anyway. 'Alright'
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie didn't look up=- If you see
Myn, make sure he doesn't leave, but don't tell him I said that.... if he
does, he'll have to be up on charges for AWOL.
Hobbie Klivian: -=he hits send on the file and it
immediately is transcripted to the military files and myn's dataport.=-
Myn Donos: -=sits back wondering if Hobbie will do something and if
so what will he do, the most obvious was revoke the leave but that would
be rather light because of the insubordination so there'd have to be something
else...=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Myn's datapad and comm station blinked
and bleeped for attention=-
Myn Donos: -=Myn walks over and brings up the message=-
Hobbie Klivian: LEAVE REVOKED. FLIGHT STATUS ON
MILITARY SUSPENSION. PROBATION IN PLACE. CONFINEMENT TO QUARTERS.
Myn Donos: -=sighs=- Check and mate...
Hobbie Klivian: -=The message was cc'd to the military
datafiles and Col. Klivian.=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Sits back in his chair and sighs a
big sigh, closing his eyes wearily.=- I'll see you later, Feni.
Hobbie Klivian: -=He hasn't slept in a few days=-
Myn Donos: -=looks at the message again=- Well Hobbie I will have
to send you that list...it's the *least* I can do...
Fenig Durak: Fenig nodded and stood,
smoothing her hands over her mussy coveralls, 'Alright, Hobbie. I'll see you later on tonight.' Though it was
a bit brash and might do more damage than good, Fenig leaned down and kissed his forehead softly.
'You're a good man, Hobbie, but maybe you take too much on yourself.' That said,
she turned to leave
Hobbie Klivian: -= A long, lonely, mournful sigh floated
out from the office as the door closed behind her=-
Fenig Durak: Alright, this is when she
booked it to Myn's quarters, practially sprinting save the fact she
didn't want to slip and fall on the floor. She did, however, thud to a
stop against Myn's door.
Myn Donos: -=hears the noise outside his door=- Is this the guard
to come and shoot me?
Myn Donos: -=sighs=- Come in...
Fenig Durak: It took two tries of slapping
the door controls before it finally slid away. 'I wouldn't shoot
you, Myn. You're already having a hard enough time as it is.' She tried
to appear flippant, though the color in her cheeks and worry
on her brow kinda nixed that.
Myn Donos: -=sighs and looks down=- I try and I try but he never *listens.*
Myn Donos: That's what really gets me. It's almost like he's dismissing
other peoples opnions just because he doesn't understand their reasoning.
Fenig Durak: 'I don't think that he doesn't
understand. Hobbie....' she had tothink for a moment, 'Hobbie already
knows what the problem is, he's already pinpointed where the issue lies,
and being reminded of his shortcomings and problems by those
close to him only hurts him further.'
Myn Donos: -=sighs=- Yeah, I guess I knew that all along but that
was the only way to get some sort of reaction out of him...so he wouldn't
act like Mr. Robot.
Fenig Durak: 'You'd rather he take away
your leave and confine you to quarters then?' How did she
know? She has good eyes.
Fenig Durak: She sighed, 'There are better
ways to approach things like this, Myn. I know that you know this. When
you were hurting from Talon Squadron and someone tried to approach you
about it, how did you react?'
Myn Donos: -=sighs=- I tried to kill them... -=shrugs=-
Fenig Durak: 'In comparison then, I think
Hobbie's doing ok.' She shifted her weight and went on, 'I
know that oyu're worried about him, but until he is ready to talk to someone,
there is nothing that we can do to help him. But, if youwould like, I
can set something up to sort of monitor his whereabouts and status. Just in case.' Now
that idea hurt her to have even had it, but she would admit that she too was worried about
Hobbie.
Myn Donos: -=sighs=- Better that way, because right now I don't want
to see him for a couple of weeks.
Fenig Durak: 'I figured as much,' she nodded.
'Hey, are you going to be alright?'
Myn Donos: -=shrugs=- I guess. Don't be suprised if you don't see
me in Downtime, I'll be eating in here for a while.
Fenig Durak: 'I'll come join you when I
can if you like, while Kirney is away.'
Myn Donos: Ok, she might not even go or if she does she probably won't
stay as long as we planned.
Fenig Durak: Fenig nodded, 'I know I wouldn't
go were I in her position.'
Myn Donos: -=shrug=-
Fenig Durak: 'How much longer 'fore the
wedding, Myn?'
Myn Donos: Dunno, whenever we have everyone set and have everyone picked
out to be what they're going to be.
Fenig Durak: 'Y'all haven't even started
that yet?' HEr thoughts drifted to her wedding a few years ago and
how quickly it had been tossed together.
Myn Donos: We're kind of taking our time. though I'm having fun talking
to Kirney about having you as the maid of honor...be interesting.
Fenig Durak: She grimaced and made ashow
of wrinkling her nose. 'No thank you. Once a bride, never
a bridesmaid, thanks.'
Myn Donos: Well, would you have any idea who'd be better?
Fenig Durak: 'Anyone but me. Hell, Wes
would look better in a dress than me. Though, Hobbie has nicer
legs. Or how about Siee if gender is an issue.'
Myn Donos: No, I've heard you look really good in a dress. Besides
I've been thinking about having Wes as the best man anyways...and I hardly
know Siee and Kirney doesn't as far as I know.
Fenig Durak: Fenig laughed and shook her head, "Myn, you're
a nut. Why would Kirney want me as her Maid of Honor? SHe doesn't know
me. There have to be some women from Wraith Squadron that you two know
well or something."
Myn Donos: Well half of them are usually off doing something and well...I
don't know...
Fenig Durak: "Well, I'd be more convinced were she to
come to me with that request. I mean, I like ya and all, but how do I know
she'd even approve?" Was she signing her own dress warrant? Prolly.
Myn Donos: -=grins=- I guess we'll have to find out won't we?
Fenig Durak: ::scowls at his grin. Damnit. He was plotting
something:: You suck.
Myn Donos: -=laughs=- You know nine times out of ten I use a reply
that once got a woman over the phone to say, "But that's my job!"
Fenig Durak: She scowled deeper. "Tell you what. I'll
willingly consent to being Maid of Honor when...." She had to think a moment,
"When.....shavit. I can't think of anything."
Myn Donos: Ok, if Kirney thinks you'd be a great maid of honor then
you'll be the maid of honor.
Fenig Durak: Again, she said, "You suck."
Kirney Slane: "Yes, yes he does. But only when I ask him
to." Her eyes sparkled with the joke as she stepped into the room.
Myn Donos: -=laughs without being able to come up with a good reply=-
Fenig Durak: "Speak of the Devil..." FEnig shook her
head, feeling suddenly outnumbered.
Myn Donos: -=grins=- I thought that was Wes...
Kirney Slane: "So what's this I hear about you being Maid
of Honor for me?" Pulling her hair down from the loose pony tail, she crossed
to give Myn a kiss hello.
Fenig Durak: "No, Wes is just male." Woohoo!
Myn Donos: -=kissed, hair down Yesssssssss!=-
Myn Donos: -=rolls his eyes=- Oh yeah.
Fenig Durak: "Anyway, as I was telling your pain in the
ass here, I'm flattered, but I don't think I'm the right mechanic for the
job."
Kirney Slane: "Good, it's settled then. I'll make an appointment
to get you measured for your dress in a few weeks." Slipping an arm around
Myn's waist, she hugged him gently, smiling devilishly.
Fenig Durak: "But....!" She sputtered, her jaw dropping
in shock.
Myn Donos: -=grins=-
Kirney Slane: "Fenig, I don't need a mechanic. I need
a close friend of Myn's. Someone I'm hoping will become a close friend of
mine in the meantime."
Myn Donos: -=winks at Kirney=- You're good.
Fenig Durak: Who can fight logic like that? With a heavy
sigh, Fenig finally consented.
Kirney Slane: Whispered to Myn, "You have no idea."
Myn Donos: -=whispers back=- Though I think I'll find out sometime
soon.
Kirney Slane: "Very soon," wink!
Fenig Durak: "Ok, ok, that's enough of that. No making
the mechanic sick, hmm?" She started back stepping toward the door, hoping
to be out and on the other side before they started making kissy face again.
Kirney Slane: "Myn tells me you're going to have a baby."
Myn Donos: -=laughs=- We' were just kidding Feni.
Fenig Durak: Now that made her stop. "He does, does he?"
Now that's a pallendrome sentence if I've ever seen one.
Myn Donos: -=ponders=- When did I do that? I only found out a few
days ago?
Myn Donos: -=looks at Feni=- Didn't I say that the only one that I'd
tell is Kirney? If she didn't know already?
Fenig Durak: Fenig wrinkled her nose at him and snorted
derisively. "Well, it's still early. So no more telling!"
Kirney Slane: HEre comes the bombshell. "When are you
and Wes getting married?"
Fenig Durak: THAT made Fenig nearly fall over. "Wh-what?"
Myn Donos: -=gives Kirney a suprised look=- Umm...hm...-=looks at
Feni=- I don't think you two have even considered that...
Fenig Durak: Fenig's eyes were as big as plates and near
ready to fall out of her head. "We hadn't even thought about it," she stammered.
Myn Donos: -=mutters=- I wonder what Wes would say if he heard that...
Kirney Slane: "Well, we'll certainly have to change that,
won't we?" Gawd! Is she being torturous on purpose?!
Kirney Slane: "I can comm him right now and ask..."
Myn Donos: Oh sith -=covers his face with his hands=-
Kirney Slane: Yup, definately being evil.
Myn Donos: -=looks at Kirney=- When was the last time that I told
you that you were evil?
Kirney Slane: She smirked, "Just a few days ago, I think."
Myn Donos: What did you do then?
Kirney Slane: "I forget. REmind me later?"
Myn Donos: -=shrugs=- Ok
Fenig Durak: "Ok, now I really am questioning agreeing
to be your Maid of Honor," Yup, backing toward the exit.
Kirney Slane: She drew out her comm unit and set it to
Wes' frequency, grinning like a madman. "Hey Janson?"
Myn Donos: -=grins=- And you haven't seen her mad yet.
Fenig Durak: "I hope I never do. I fear for you, Myn."
She bumped her back into the door, blindly reaching for the door controls.
Wes Janson: Wes, being in a simulation run with a few friends
for shits and giggles, quickly flipped his com on. "Janson, ace pilot.
What shall i blow up for you?"
Myn Donos: It might be safer if you stay in here because Wes will certainly
come down here.
Kirney Slane: "Oh, I don't need anything blown up, but
I do have a target for you." Her tone was full of laughter and only a touch
of evil.
Fenig Durak: "That's exactly why I think I should stay.
I don't want him thinking that I started this."
Myn Donos: You didn't. And I actually didn't this time.
Fenig Durak: "Uh huh...a likely story." Wher ewas that
damned door control?!
Wes Janson: "I'm kinda in the middle of a sim right now,
darling. Can i hit your target later?"
Myn Donos: I was just as suprised as you are...there is nothing that
can control her.
Kirney Slane: "Well, maybe. I mostly have a question to
present you with, Wes. THink you can handle it?" A challenge?
Myn Donos: -=snickers and mocks a pose=- I'm the Wes Janson and I
can handle anything!
Fenig Durak: Laughter creeped over her face at that pose.
"No, you have to puff out your chest a bit more."
Myn Donos: -=puffs out his chest=- There?
Wes Janson: -=a few curses as Wes gets and misses a target
lock=- Shoot.
Fenig Durak: "PErfect."
Myn Donos: -=grins=-
Kirney Slane: "I've got my newly appointed Maid of Honor
here and I was wondering when you're going to make her a bride."
Myn Donos: -=snickers=-
Fenig Durak: She groaned softly, imagining Wes crashing
and burning, and glad that it was just a sim.
Wes Janson: -=the com was silent, except for a large burst
of "explosions"=-
Myn Donos: He could have just frozen it and is prolly running down
here as we speak...
Fenig Durak: Yup, there is was.
Myn Donos: Well I can be wrong...
Fenig Durak: FEnig shook her head and sursed under her
breath, "He's going to kill me."
Kirney Slane: "Oh hush, he is not. Besides, it's my question,
not yours." At least she admited to taht.
Myn Donos: No he won't...
Myn Donos: And noone's killing my fiance.
Wes Janson: -=there is a sigh=- Can we discuss this another
time?
Kirney Slane: "I suppse we could, but I am rather curious.
If you're too deep in your sim, I could just come down there and vape you
all."
Kirney Slane: Arrogant woman.
Myn Donos: -=looks at Feni then shakes his head=- We're doomed.
Fenig Durak: "Myn, why in all that is good and holy can
I not find the door controls?" She turned and finally palmed them, opening
the door infront of her.
Wes Janson: "How about it's none of your business and I
would prefer for you to butt out." -=click=-
Myn Donos: -=leaves a message on Feni's com=- Because the door isn't
good and certainly not holy.
Fenig Durak: Whew.... relief! For now anyway.
Kirney Slane: Kirney grinned at Myn and shook her head.
"That's about the answer I expected to get."
Myn Donos: Yeah me too -=grinned=- I didn't want him to come in here
anyways.
Kirney Slane: Now that Fenig was gone, she could turn one
of 'those' grins on Myn, sliding her arms over his shoulders. "Of course
you didn't"
Myn Donos: -=grins and wraps his arms around her waist=- No, not
at all don't want witnesses.
Kirney Slane: "I would sa we could teach them a thing or
two, but I don't think in their current situation that they need our help."
A wink and a kiss.
Myn Donos: -=kissed and laughs after they break the kiss=-
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