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Strange New Place [Tag Vila]

Aug 26, 2009 18:18

Dayna was surprised when she opened her eyes. It didn't matter what she saw, opening her eyes, realizing that she was alive was surprise enough. It should have been impossible. She could still feel the heat in her stomach from the rifle blast ( Read more... )

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allergictofear August 27 2009, 05:32:03 UTC

It was the end.

Darkness had engulfed his vision and he could feel the life flitting out of his body. It was the end and what had he really done with it when he had it? Steal, eat, drink, drink, drink, be merry? Not such a bad life. Could of used more drink.

But as the silence passed into echoed footsteps, the kind you found on a station, people walking past you has you lay in a drunken coma on the floor kind sound, Vila couldn't help but squeeze an eye open.

The eye opened all the way as he heard the familiar female voice.

"Dayna? Is it over? Does haven have booze?" He looked around with his eye that was open and then opened the other. "This doesn't look like heaven..."

mellanby August 27 2009, 05:39:13 UTC

"No, Vila. It's not," she informed him dryly, though masking marked relief at seeing him open his eyes. "Though it it were, the others seemed to have gotten detoured."

She hooked her arm under his, tugging so that he would rise to his feet. Her other hand patted down his chest and stomach, probably a more intimate gesture than she intended, but not meant more than to verify that her friend didn't have any lingering wounds.

Which, one could suppose, was something of a gesture of affection in itself.

allergictofear August 27 2009, 05:59:47 UTC

Vila let himself be hauled up, his spine creaking a bit and oofed as he stood rubbing at it.

"Where are we?" It didn't look like a Federation ship. Not any he had seen any way. He stood stalk still as she patted him down, wondering what she was doing for a moment.

"Everything in it's place?" He questioned, looking down his shirt front and then back up at her.

mellanby August 27 2009, 06:12:21 UTC

"Yes, and mine as well..." she assured him, as while she could apparently man-handle him all she wanted, if his hands were to roam on her she might be inclined to break his arm.

She let go slowly, turning in place as she looked around. It was clean, yes, but it wasn't Federation clean. It was bright. The air didn't have that chemical tang that many Federation vessels had...

And there were no troopers walking about. Not a single one, in the entire mess that was gathered around them.

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