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Mar 13, 2009 2:37:33 GMT -4
Post by Sam Guthrie on Mar 13, 2009 2:37:33 GMT -4
((Continued from No More Secrets: An Evening Interlude)) The unfortunate thing about having your superior give you an order was that you had to follow it, no matter what. Samuel had learned that much from his time within SHIELD. And when Director Ramsey, King Magnus' precious pet, gave Samuel a request he had to comply. Even if he had to do things that made him uncomfortable. Even if he hated following orders from such an inferior mutant. So there he was, in full uniform, standing outside Mallone's quarters, about to knock. He felt like an idiot. Orders were orders though. He knocked three times and waited ((Tag Deefer))
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Mar 13, 2009 10:42:14 GMT -4
Post by Deefer Mallone on Mar 13, 2009 10:42:14 GMT -4
Most well-trained soldiers are light sleepers, and Deefer was no exception, so when the knock came, it was only moments before she stirred and made her way to the door. She didn't bother to make herself decent, answering the door with sleep-mussed hair and wearing nothing more than a long t-shirt might not be exactly proper, but anybody waking her at this time of night probably had something important to say - something that might be too urgent to mess about being girly. No, whoever was knocking would just have to deal with it.
She answered the door, immediately straightening up to attention when she saw who it was, saluting him.
"Yes, sir?" she asked, wondering why he was here, in full uniform no less - full dress uniform.
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Mar 14, 2009 3:14:35 GMT -4
Post by Sam Guthrie on Mar 14, 2009 3:14:35 GMT -4
That.... that is certainly not regulation sleep attire... Samuel thought to himself as he took in the sight in front of him.
His latest conquest stood in the doorway., hair mussed... barely dressed... the way the shirt draped over her body... He was staring, not that he could help it, after all....the woman was very attractive. Very very attractive. Very very very attractive.
He was still staring. Finding an interesting spot on the wall just over her head, he calmly spoke:
"Director Ramsey has requested our presence. He has asked that we come to the Castle Chapel in full dress uniform.... "
This sounded bizarre. What was Ramsey up to? Did he know about their tryst? His thoughts turned to the priest. Did he have a hand in this? With so many factors against his favor, Guthrie was more than relieved to know that Ramsey had suggested bringing along the one soldier that he could trust.
"Don't ask me why... it's all highly suspect of foul play. Even if Ramsey hadn't suggested you personally I would be pleased to have you." He continued, not realizing his entendre until it had leapt from his mouth.
'Pleased to have you by my side, that is. You are one of the few soldiers I could honestly trust my life with." He added, attempting to recover.
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Mar 17, 2009 20:19:43 GMT -4
Post by Deefer Mallone on Mar 17, 2009 20:19:43 GMT -4
Deefer was confused for a long moment as he just stared at her, the look on his face making her think back to the night they had spent together - was he thinking about that as well? She was suddenly aware of how she would look. Not embarassed or, in fact, particularly bothered by it at all, just... aware of the situation.
At his words, she nodded - she was a trained soldier, after all, and he was her commander, even if he hadn't added more explanation she would have still done as he asked without question. The compliment was accepted with a graceful nod of the head and a small smile - as always, even with the circumstances of the other night, compliments from the commander were highly sought after and even more highly treasured.
"Yes, sir." she answered firmly. "Now, sir?"
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Mar 26, 2009 1:48:52 GMT -4
Post by Sam Guthrie on Mar 26, 2009 1:48:52 GMT -4
He nodded, still not quite looking at her body. Lord knew he wanted to though.
Could you blame him really?
"I've found that Ramsey rarely misspeaks, and he did request we moved quickly.." He said, his eyes darting to her body again, "I'll give you a few moments to be ready."
He needed to stop thinking about her like that. It had been a fling, a petty little fling. That was all it was supposed to be. It was all it needed to be.
At least that's what he kept telling himself.
He turned on his heel, and faced the opposite wall, he was going to be ready to leave as soon as possible, and that meant he couldn't waste time. His presence there would expedite her changing, and give them more time.
Besides, it wasn't like it was anything he hadn't seen before.
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Mar 26, 2009 13:33:45 GMT -4
Post by Deefer Mallone on Mar 26, 2009 13:33:45 GMT -4
Deefer nodded, she didn't need to be told twice, turning away to fetch her dress uniform, shedding her nightclothes as she went.
Deefer was a practical person, and his presence didn't faze her in the slightest - there was no modesty to preserve after their encounter, and if she had to be quick it would merely waste time to shoo him out of sight.
She washed and dressed quickly, but still took care to look neat and presentable - all too aware of the commander's feelings about the director, she would be nothing if not a credit to his leadership. Running a brush through her hair, she deftly twisted it up into a neat bun and secured it in place.
"Ready, sir." she turned back to him.
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Apr 3, 2009 23:21:49 GMT -4
Post by Sam Guthrie on Apr 3, 2009 23:21:49 GMT -4
Samuel turned to see his favorite soldier, all ready to go. It was a different sight then the one he had initially been greeted with. Still.. there was something almost... sensual about Mallone now. Something he hadn't associated with her as readily as he did now. The uniform did not obstruct his mind's eye, which recalled her form all too easily. "Excellent. Let us be off" Continued in: Black Night, White Wedding
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