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[silenceandpsych]

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[pastwillhaunt]

Once more the words sweep her into their spell, painting images of the perfect weapon; the unutterably beautiful sunrise; the battle that caught one unaware and knocked one off one's feet. It soon becomes apparent that all these are descriptive of a person, and as the epic poem winds down from its thunderous climax to a soft, wondering murmur it becomes clear exactly who that person is.

Gen herself.

[silenceandpsych]

She blinks, and rereads the end, just to make sure that she didn't miss anything and that the poem wasn't really about someone else.

Gen is so engrossed in her reading that she doesn't notice the slight jumble of emotions trickling over her bond.

Psych, off in the Ark, turns over in his sleep.

[pastwillhaunt]

"Hrrrm." Dreadnought kicks Two onto the floor and searches Gen's spot on the berth with one hand before lifting his head and looking toward her. "Babe?"

[silenceandpsych]

Gen "eep"s and jumps in her seat, trying to cover up the tell-tale glow of the datapad's screen. Nope, not snooping, not snooping at all. "Yeeeeeees?"

[pastwillhaunt]

"What're you reading?" He scans the datapad and blinks, suddenly radiating sheepish embarrassment. "Oh...."

[silenceandpsych]

Gen is sending back the same emotion. "I'm sorry. You probably didn't want me to read this. I just came across it the other day when you had to go see Secretary Keller, but I didn't finish it and I wanted to, because it was so well written, and, and, I'm babbling, aren't I?

[pastwillhaunt]

"You... like it?" He pushes up on one elbow, feeling surprised.

[silenceandpsych]

She nods, blushing lightly.

[pastwillhaunt]

He doesn't know what to think of that. Embarrassment wars with pleasure.

[silenceandpsych]

"So... you... wrote this?"

[pastwillhaunt]

"Yeah." He looks down at the bed so that she can't see his face, still full of embarrassment.

[silenceandpsych]

"And, this is how you see me?"

[pastwillhaunt]

He shakes his head, discontent at his inability to write what he truly feels coming over the bond. "Sort of, but I can't get the words right. You're better than that."

[silenceandpsych]

Setting the datapad down, Gen places her hands on Dreadnought's cheeks and gives him a soft, slow kiss. -I don't know. I think I'd have a hard time living up to those words.-