Despite the fact that Jack had stated he would allow most leave, Ophelia didn't bother going to request it. She sometimes couldn't manage through a conversation with Jack without wanting to shoot him; and she knew this was because he couldn't manage a conversation without wanting to shoot her. Really, she didn't mind, he wanted to shoot most of
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"We got everything ready Phe? Not missing anything that we might need because I am sure as hell not sneaking back to get it." Placing a soft kiss against her temple Ric looked around to try and work out where on earth Martini might be lurking.
"Mess hall first and then work our way back baby?" Half the fun was going to be looking for their time manipulator.
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"Got it all, packed to fall. Shoved it in and caught the ball." She waved the keys for the jeep in front of his face; because if she drove they wouldn't make it anywhere, and grinned.
She loved playing games, and finding Martini was always as odd as finding her -they had some of the same instincts it seemed. "Come out, come out, it's time to play. Don't run and pout, don't wanna stay." Giving Ric a squeeze around the waist, Ophelia broke away from him to dash across the base to the mess hall, laughter bubbling from her.
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"He's gonna know we're coming Phe if you keep giggling so loudly!" Finally he wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting Phe up off of the ground and over his shoulder in a firemans carry, over to the mess hall. Slowly setting her back down on his feet Ric pressed a soft kiss to her lips.
"Hush. We've got to be sneaky remember?"
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The mess hall was strangely empty, but then it was between meal times and it wasn't like the place served the best of foods anyway. So Ophelia looked back towards Ric, taking her finger back, shaking her head.
"Not in there, took a good long stare. Next place to look, before we get the book?" She had them on a time scale -although realistically, it hardly mattered.
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