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10/31/2015 4:56:47 AM
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"Thank yu!"
[b]she hugs him again, pressing her body against his.[/b]
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He hugs back, silent.
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She smiles. "Mi liek deen..."
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"What's your name?"
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"Ni'to'Ka..." She looks up at him, smiling. She felt good about the man, he had something to him...
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"That's a hell of a name, Ni'to'ka." He smiles back at her. She seemed nice, not human, but still.
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"Yu call mi Nika... Niki..." [b]she giggles, giving him some nicknames to work with.[/b]
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"How about Niki?" He smiles at her again.
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She nods happily, it sounded good to her. "Deen an Niki!"
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He smiles again and starts sitting up, beginning to stand. His clothes were in taters, torn and bloody. He reached down and grabbed his holster that held his knife and pistol and attached it to his hip. "Feels great to stand." Dean chuckles a bit.
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She finally let go of him as he stood, realizing she had probably made the situation very awkward. She blushes, a strange contrast of faint dark red on her blue cheeks.
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"You alright? You're blushing." He smiles down at her as he adjusts his holster a bit more.
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"Erm... Sorry..." She chuckles nervously.
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He chuckles a bit and puts his hand on her shoulder, his forearm folded against her upper back. Dean began walking down the hall with her. "How long you been on the ship?"
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She smiled up at him, walking. "I... uh... too deyz..."
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He nods. "I was out for about a week, literally in Hell." He chuckles as they walk.
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"Whoa... been long time..."
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"Been a long time since what?"
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"A week is long time..."
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He chuckles. "Not in this line of work, Niki." Dean hugs her a bit closer as they eventually come up on the barracks.
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She looks around, after all, she didn't want any trouble with anyone...
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"I'll be right back, alright? Just gotta grab my stuff." He smiles and opens the door to his room.
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"Okay!" She looks inside, curious.
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She sees what looks like another person's stuff littering the room. He grabs his clothes, shotgun and other stuff and walks back towards the door.
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[b]she gives him a smile, hoping that he was alright. She found herself caring for him...[/b]
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Dean smiled back at her as he closed the door behind him. He gets in close to her. "You wanna share a room?" He smiles, looking her in the eyes.
