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Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Vlad walked up to her as Boris walked away, unsure what to say, what to do. he placed a gentle hand on her shaking shoulder, sitting beside her. He didn't say a word, he simply let her know that he was there, and that he cared. But he knew in his head that it was wrong to hang around, he had to give her time alone. He doubted she wanted to be seen like this, the strong Senka in tears. So he stood, walking back indoors with heavy steps. It was quiet there. He sat down, resuming his meal, and a few men sat beside him. they exchanged knowing looks behind Vlad, smiling. Something wasn't right here... So her boy's dead, eh? one asked, quietly. I heard from Boris. Tragic, really. Yeah. the other replied. It's too bad. This war's hurting us all. Boris 'imself lost his mum a couple of months ago. Yeah, well, I suppose it's good news for you, Vlad, eh? Vlad looked up. How could this ever be good news?His partner was in shambles, she had nothing to go home to anymore! He'd wanted to see the two of them together, their love was rare and honest. Not like what he knew at all, really, it was the kind you built a family on. So how was this good for him? Yeah, now he can finally get in her pa- The punch seemed to come from nowhere, sending him flying back against another table with a crash. He rose, picking up the man by the collar and lifting him up to see a face with murderous intent. I never want to see you or hear from you ever again, am I clear? he growled, softly. Senka is my dearest friend and comrade. I would never dream of taking advantage of her like that! The one behind him, sitting idly and smiling, spoke up. You wouldn't give yourself time to dream, you'd just do it! he said, his laugh cut short when the one in Vlad's fist was tossed into him. Ha. he said, pushing his friend off of him, standing up. You want to go, comrade? Sorry. I'm in no mood to dirty my fists with the likes of you. he said, picking up his things and heading back to the sleeping quarters. We'll report you, you know! the punched one yelled. He recieved a middle finger in response.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka felt Vladamir's hand on her shoulder, but she was disinterested. Her whole body had gone numb. She was overwhelmed by the intense grief and sadness that she felt. After awhile he got up and left her be. Once he was gone she was alone again. She stopped crying for a moment just so she could go to her quarters. Her cap sat low on her head and she looked down at she made her way inside. Once she arrived she opened the door and walked inside. She locked the door and took off her hat and tench coat. She sat down on her bed, the tags still clenched in her fist. She opened up her fist and looked down at them and she began to cry again. She couldn't believe it. She didn't understand. He had...basically been her whole world. Every decision had involved him in some way, weather it was only in a small way or a major way. He was always on her mind. She huddled up in a ball, kicking off her boots. She sat on her bed crying quietly. She had his will left on her desk, un-opened. She didn't care about it now. It wasn't relevant. She stayed in her quarters for hours, not leaving her spot. Dinner time would come but she would not be seen in the mess hall. None of those close to her expected her to either.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

As time wore on, he too skipped dinner, looking at the tags of his 'brothers'. He knew Senka was probably crying herself to sleep. He wanted to help her in any way he could, hold the crying woman in his arms. He'd done that many times before, consoled a woman. In a pub. On the street. Even in his own home. For some reason, it would be different with Senka. He knew out here he was all she had. He should be going to her. So why did the little voice in the back of his head scream at him not to? Was it because he knew he might not be able to resist the urge to take advantage of the situation? Was it more because he was afraid of her? He sighed softly, looking at the picture Boris had taken when he had transferred in. He hadn't noticed in the past, but she was smiling. He was still haggard and unshaven, his old jacket tattered and beaten. He looked homeless, dirt caked on his face except for where the tears had flowed. He remembered what she had told him then They may have passed from you, but think not on what you have lost. Instead, think of what they gave you while they were alive The memories, the love, and the time you shared with them has not vanished from your mind or heart. Unless, of course, you let it be so. He sighed, putting the picture back. Their next mission was in a week or so. It was his duty, as her partner, to make sure she was back to... if not her old self, then at least a competent soldier again. He groaned softly. This would not be an easy task.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka was still on her bed, huddled in a ball, hugging her self as the tears continued to fall down her face. They were silent tears now, she made no noise as they fell. She just stared into face as if trying to will her self to be somewhere else, maybe she was willing her self to be in a time when he was still alive, when she could still feel the warmth of his hand on hers, hear the sound of his voice and see his smiling face. She moved and lay down on her pillow but she didn't close her eyes, she continued to stare, as if watching a television, expect she was replaying her memories in her mind. She remembered a time back in her home town. The lake near by had frozen over and she her fionce, and the rest of her family had gotten their ice skates out and had spent the entire day on the lake, jsut having fun. She replayed the memory in her mind, wishing it was real.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Time passed, and in the end, Vlad had decided to go with his gut feeling for the night. His eyes closed, and he dreamed about what he usually did. He woke up to... Senka... opening... his door? Something wasn't right. Was he still dreaming? He had to be... Senka, are you- Hush, Vladimir. she said softly, placing a slender finger on his lips. It's just us now... she pushed him back onto the bed and he blinked. S-s-senka, h-hey, w-wait... he managed, as she kissed his neck and nibbled on his ears. Senka, this isn't right... What's so wrong about it? she murmured as she began to unbutton his uniform. So long as we're both enjoying ourselves... N-no, Stop! and then he woke up, truly. He panted, clutching his racing heart. This was bad. He had to have a word with her. He had to clear this up. He had to make sure that no matter what, nothing happened between them... at least not because of the void left by her fiancee. If Senka came to him like that, he wanted it to be because of his personality, or something she liked about him. Not as a replacement. He shook his head and went out to the mess hall. He soon discovered that Senka hadn't come in for breakfast, and so after he was finished, he took one to her room, knocking on the door gently. Senka, are you awake? he asked. Are you dressed? I brought you breakfast.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka had cried her self to sleep the last night. Her dreams were torn. One moment she was with Dmitri, the next the was either watching him being put in his grave, or being shot down in the battlefield. She had woken up a few times during the might, only for more tears to come. When he knocked on her door, she roused her from her fitful sleep. She was still dressed in her clothes from the other day. She sat up slowly and stood up and walked to the door slowly. She had a disheveled appearance. Her hair that was usually put up in neat bun underneath her cap, however now loose stands hung about the sides of her face in bangs and the bun looked messy. Her eyes looked hollow and tears had stained her cheeks. She unlocked the door and opened the door slowly. She looked up at him. In her hand she still clutched the tags and during the night she had removed the chain around her neck which held her ring, it had joined the tags. She looked at him and said Yes...
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka... he said quietly, setting the tray aside. Senka, we need to talk. he said, looking into her eyes. When.... when we met, you told me something. he pulled the bent dog tags from his neck. There was five. You told me that... when someone dies... they don't leave entirely. A part of them stays. he took her hand in his own, looking into her eyes. You said... to treasure what you still have, to... not regret what you lost. He sighed. I'm sorry, I'm not good at this sort of thing. I thought you might want to see me. If you like, I'll ask Boris to send along that... you won't be viable for our next assignment due to emotional damages. he looked at the floor and scratched his arm. Shaking his head, he placed a hand on her shoulder. If you want to talk, I'll be in my quarters, comrade. he said softly, walking past her. I'll let you enjoy your meal in peace.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka closed the door behind him. She looked at him when he spoke. She remembered when she had told him that. It had been so easy for her to say something like that to him, to comfort him, but when he said it to her, it was harder to feel and apply the concept. She looked down when he said he wasn't good at these things. She heard him talk about the mission. She felt his hand on her shoulder before he walked out again. She looked over at the food and she walked over to it and sat down. She picked up the fork and stared down at it. She didn't feel like eating it. She didn't feel hungry, she just felt numb. She looked down at her hand clenching the tags and ring and she closed her eyes before she began to cry silently again.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

He stood outside the door, unsure how to follow that up. He didn't like hearing her cry, it just wasn't like her. Aaargh! he wanted to do something, he wanted her to smile again. He needed her smile, or else he, too, might stop believing in what she said. Some distant part of him told him to comfort her in the old way he was used to. Maybe... maybe it was right. He had to certainly try. He wanted her to know, like she had for him... that she wasn't alone. He pulled open the door, and hugged her tightly. He'd never done this. He'd never done more than look her in the eyes and call her 'comrade' warmly. But he had to admit it, she was more than that to him. She was... He could not place the words. So he didn't try. He just held her, hoping she understood that he was trying to help, hoping she understood she still had him. Ah, there was the word. He loved her.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka did not expect him to come back so quickly, not for the hug that came. She closed her eyes when he hugged her and she found her arms wrapping around him as she cried into his chest. She continued to cry for some time before she pulled away from him and said I'm sorry...you did not have to do that she said softy a tear still rolling down her pale white cheek. She looked down at the ring and tags again and said Why is he gone....why did he have to die...we made a promise.... she said softly.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

He sighed. He died... because he knew you needed a home to go to. He wasn't actually in the army, remember? He was a beurocrat, serving the nation with paper and ink. he scratched his head. The report says he died defending his home. If he wasn't doing that for you, I know in my bones, he would have tried to stay alive for you. I think... he wanted to keep your promise. he looked into her eyes. He's still with you. he said softly. Here... his fingers gently touched the top of her head, And here. he placed his hand over her heart. And I want you to know, that you arent alone. I'm not a replacement, but I'm here. And... I care about you, very, very much. he added, blushing deeply.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka looked at him as he spoke. She looked down a little as he spoke about his death. She felt his hand touch her head and his hand over her heart. She looked at him and she was to upset to notice his blush. She looked at him and said Thank you Vladamir...it's nice to know that I have a friend who will took after me she said wiping her eyes for a moment. She looked at him and said You didn't have to come an talk to me...but i'm glad you did... she said.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

He smiled in response, letting her go and handing her the food. That's what partners are for, right? he asked, peeling the apple for her. It was an old habit, something he usually did for himself. Once he was done, he placed the apple on the tray. Listen... If... if you... want... he sighed, unable to actually spit it out. N-n-nevermind. he said quietly. You'd probably slap me.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Se is looked at him and watched as he peeled the apple for her. She picked it up and bit into it. It tasted a lot better than the rations they served here and she was more inclined to eat it. She looked at him when he spoke. He seemed a little hesisitant to say what he wanted to say which was very unlike him. She looked and said Just say whatever your going say she said with a sigh and bit into he apple again.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Well... I don't want to be a replacement. he said, sitting on the bed. But if you want someone to hold and... ah... he blushed heavily and looked at his feet. Senka, I... I think... No, I know. I know I love you. he whispered, part of him ashamed at having feelings for a woman he knew was engaged. His heart raced and adrenaline pumped heavily.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka looked at him some what shocked and transfixed on the spot. She stared at him unable to answer him. What was he saying, she didn't understand what he was trying to say to her. She was already infer the stress of having just lost the man she loved and now shebhad her partner throwing hints at her. She looked at him and said what are you saying, that you have feelings for me? she asked him. She looked at him and stared at him. If he was going to tell herhow he felt, he had picked the wrong time to do it.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

He sighed. It was falling apart. No, no, nevermind. he said quietly. Y-y-your new gun arrived a couple hours ago. I thought you might want... might want to know. I'm sorry. I almost said something inane. he rose, shaking, and walked to the door. We are comrades, Senka. That's what I meant. I love you as my comrade, my staunch Valkyrie. Please forget what I said carelessly. with that, he stepped out of the room, shut the door behind him, and walked to his own, sitting on the bed. He knew in his heart how he felt. But it would never be the right time to tell her.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka looked at him as he walked out. She listened to him fiber himself. She noted that his body shaking as he stood up and walked out of her room. She stated at him, her eyes follwed him as he left . She looked back down end she was left very much confused but she figured ifbhe wanted her to forget about then she would. In her current state she was more than happy to oblige. She wasn't really in the state of mind to decipher his subliminal messages. She looked at the food and signed to herself and with her face dlooking solem she picked up her fork and began to eat slowly. Once she was finished she pushed the tray to the side. She stood up and picked up some freash clothes and towles and made her way over to the showers. She wasn't crying anmore but anyone could tell that she was still very much grieving. She stepped Inside and walked into one of the stalls. The showers were pretty much empty this time of day she slowly took her clothes off and turned on the water and stepes under it's warmth, somewhat comforting to her. She stayed in their for some time before she washed her self andngot freashen up and got dressed in new clothes, drying her hair off before stepping back out side. She sat down on one of the benches outside the buildings. She looked down at the snow, in thought.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Vlad walked up beside her, hefting a huge container. Hey, I picked it up for you. he said, placing it on the nearby table. It's a prototype, so be careful. Uses magnets or something to speed up the bullets or something, I don't know. he shrugged, walking up beside her. It'll be over soon. he said softly. I can feel it in my bones. Winter is on its way and the wall of cold will stop them in their tracks.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka saw him come up next to her with the crate. She heard him speak and she nodded before she opened up the crate and pulled out the rifle. She looked down the scope of it, before she held it up to fire. She then put it back in the box and said Looks okay she said. She heard his later comment and she looked down and stared at the snow, thinking a little to herself. She wondered what she would do now after the war was over, it wasn't like she had a wedding to plan any more.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

You used to go over every detail. he said softly. Oh well, it can't be helped. Listen, I have next patrol. If you could go up to one of the towers for me and be my gaurdian angel, I'd be most pleased. he smiled as he placed a hand on her shoulder. Don't worry about the future or the past. Worry about the now. he said, then went on his way.
Thread: You think the weathers cold, Wait till you meet her (me/Hat)

Senka looked at him as he spoke. She then said with no real expression in her voice when he got up to leave Whens your patrol? she said. She stood up and picked up the rifle again and slung it on her shoulder and got the ammunition for it out as well and put it away in a satchel she had. He would be able to tell she still wasn't back to her old self. She wasn't holding the ring or tags anymore, they were around her neck once more. She looked down for a moment before waiting for his answer.
Thread: Poolside Bang (Jamie_the_BrownxPlumps)

Asami pushed open the door that led to the high school's pool nervously.. She had been fretting about her weight as of late, certainly not being as petite or as skinny as many of her classmates. Her nerdjock friend, Masaru, one of the stars of the swim team, had volunteered his help in trimming her down, and after much cajoling of his shy friend, he'd finally won out. They'd agreed to meet that Saturday, before noon in order to start her exercise program, and she'd come at ten to warm up, and change into her swimsuit. It was a one-piece, as girls like her often wore, colored dark blue. It was shiny with water, and clung nicely to her curves as she sat on the edge of the pool, waiting for her friend to arrive.. She was a pretty girl, standing at a slightly less than average height.. She had brown hair, darker with moisture, that framed a pretty face and wide, bright, trusting eyes. Slightly chubby legs kicked in the water, her fingers drumming againstthe side of the pool.. And when the door finally opened, she looked up with a smile. ... Before it disappeared as fast as it had came. Her tall, handsome friend Masaru was here, yes.. but as were two other boys she recognized from the swim team. One was Kisuke, who she recognized as a skinny young boy with a trim body and blond hair... He was typically a quiet boy, as far as she could tell.. Then there was her dark haired, bespectacled friend Masaru, flanked by ladies' man Kouji.. Many of the school's girls had a crush on him, and a younger Asami had been no exception,. Though now that she was older.. Well, hell, some amount of attraction remained. At the sight of all three boys her cheeks darkened, and the water on her cheeks nearly evaporated, such was the heat of her embarrassment. M-Masaru! Why did you bring them, too? she asked, more shocked than angry at her friend. Embarrassed, too. It was hard enough for her to wear the skirt and accompanying shirt of their school uniform.. Much less only a one-piece bathing suit. She supposed she shouldn't have been too surprised.. they did go everywhere together.
Thread: Poolside Bang (Jamie_the_BrownxPlumps)

Re Poolside Bang JamietheBrownxPlumpers Yah, and where is that little flower you promised us? Kouji's question was pointed to Masaru, the guy who said that he changed plans for this day, as he had a girl who wanted him to help her with something. Pointing his glasses, Masaru sighed and replied At last, I was expecting something like this from you, Kou..-kun. he didn't really ask them to help or else, but these two just didn't have much to do, cause their weekends were usually meaning to go all-together somewhere. Hey, stop calling me like that! Kouji's older friend was always like that if he saw a possiblity to make a fun of him by a calling him immature. Kisuke smirked, knowing about this small war between his friends, and yawned. They had come into the locker room, starting to change into simple black swimming trunks, that was usually used at this school. Taking towels they went further, leaving the change room and coming into the large building, seeing the girl who was alone at the pool. All three had kinda great bodies, showing a hard work of nature and their own's exercises. Their jams were picturing three male's things instead of hiding, as sizes were showing that this trio wasn't a bunch of kids anymore. The unhearable for the girl whisper left Kouji's lips So, this flower isn't so little after all, heh? his face didn't show a piece of dissapointment, as it wasn't a part of his personality. Masaru walked to the edge of pool and smiled I'm sorry, Asami-kun, these two just didn't want to listen to me and came along. Give you my deepest apologises. he smiled, trying to help this girl to relax, as he knew about her problems of being seen. That one with a face of happy maniac is Kouji, and the gloomy one is Kisuke. the guy gave a hand to the girl, helping her to stand up and greet his friends.
Thread: Poolside Bang (Jamie_the_BrownxPlumps)

Re Poolside Bang JamietheBrownxPlumpers Asamis mortified look remained for all of a minute, cheeks colored as rope red apples. Her eyes remained wide, though after several moments of this the young woman realized that this was only making her more of a spectacle for these three. I-Im Asami, she said, her eyes slowly travelling the bodies of all three of her apparent coaches. Masaru, as shed always known, had a trim, yet great body And since shed been to some of his events, and had stood in front of him before, she knew well the bulge that lay in his trunks. What she was not ready for, however, was the hints of bush and bulges that lay in the other two sets of swimming trunks. Cheeks were colored a soft pink once more, which she tried to cover by brushing her darkened hair into her pretty face, masking some of her embarrassment. I-I suppose this will be fine, she said, putting on a brave face in front of these well, cute strangers, and her friend. She offered the three of them a sheepish smile as she finally pushed the hair from her face, her arms crossing almost self-consciously over her slightly pudgy stomach.