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10/20/2015 4:13:32 AM
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"I also got a pistol and a knife."
He reaches into the bag and produces a chrome Colt .45 M1911 and a bone knife with some teeth on the back of it. When Dean's right arm touches the knife, his scar lights up orange and red.
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[b]She watches as he puts the gear away, and the mark stops glowing As before, she questions what she's doing currently, but decides to take a quick nap to pass the time After telling him, and letting him know to wake her, if he feels up to it, when they get close to the ship[/b] [spoiler]not ending it, just a way to quickly pass the time[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yep[/spoiler] He sets down the bag and puts his arm around her as she sleeps. Dean closes his eyes as well.
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[spoiler]Yay! Let an unguided ship fly towards a war rig, great idea Lol[/spoiler] [b]She drifts off to sleep quickly, curling up under his arm, as the ship makes its way to the massive war rig of a cruiser[/b]
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[spoiler]Lol I got dis[/spoiler] Dean realizes that with them both asleep, they'll crash the ship. He opens his eyes and puts his open arm on the controls.
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[spoiler]lel[/spoiler] [b]She stays asleep, remaining in his embrace Laying there, a few hours pass, as the ship comes into sight of the cruiser[/b]
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Dean lands the ship in the hangar, rather rockily. It was his first time in a space ship. He smiles and kisses her forehead.
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[b]She doesn't exactly wake at first, although the unnatural flight pattern makes her stir slightly It became apparent to him, that she was a heavy sleeper, not easy to wake up sometimes[/b]
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He shakes her a bit with his arm. "Babe, we're here."
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[b]She stirs, although not entirely walking[/b] [i]"Not your 'babe"[/i] [b]She mumbles[/b]
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"Dang, alright Jupiter." He shakes her a bit more. "We're here either way."
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[b]She moans, sitting upright slowly as she looks out the window at the busy hangar She stands, stretching a but as her shirt exposes her lower belly, and she legs out a yawn[/b]
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Dean stands next to her, grabbing his bag. He puts his arm around her and leads her towards the door of the ship.
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[b]She walks with him, the door opening and the gangplank extending as she steps out of the ship[/b]
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He steps out with his arm around her, looking around. "Holy shit, this place is big."
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[b]She looks around[/b] [i]"Yeah, it is..."[/i] [b]Her voice trails off[/b]
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[spoiler]CSJ's post?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Nah I'd rather not, make it to complicated, unless CSJ is the one running the whole story arc[/spoiler] [b]She continues under his embrace, looking around in awe[/b]
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[spoiler]...valid point[/spoiler] A man in a green general's uniform walks up to them. "You must be here for the ad then?" "Yes, we are." "Please, follow me." The general walks off. Dean looks down at her and shrugs. He starts walking behind the general.
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[b]She seems confused as well, but complies none the less, and follows[/b]
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He leads them towards the barracks. Dean speaks quietly to her. "You wanna share a room with me?" He grins at her.
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[b]She thinks for a bit[/b] [spoiler]-blam!- I don't know what to do[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Lol[/spoiler] [spoiler]I'm about to go to bed, you can make your decision tomorrow morning if need be[/spoiler] The general stops at a pair of rooms. Dean stops next to the general. "Pick one or share, it's up to you two." The general walks off. Dean looks down at her again. "Well?"
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[i]"Share...?"[/i]
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He smiles and leads her into one of the rooms. The room is relatively large. There's one bed, a pretty large size. A dresser with a mirror behind it and a bathroom off to the side. Dean sets his duffel bag on the ground in front of the dresser.
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[b]She steps in after him, walking over and jumping onto the bed[/b] [i]"So soft..."[/i]
