Juliet fidgeted outside the metal door she had never done something like this before she had always been that quiet bookish girl who some might of said had advanced to far for her age. Her parents had pressed her to achieve academically ever since she was young, she had ignored everything she wanted boys, friends and being a regular child. She took a deep breath and pressed the button that would alert the occupant that someone was at their door. She was dressed in a nice sky blue dress with white flowers decorating the bottom of her knee length dress her make up was nothing extravagant or eye catching other than a pair of hanging pink heart earrings on both ears. She waited clutching her hand bag in front of her hands down as she stood there she heard movement inside and the door opened. The blush that spread over her face as her bright brown eyes fell upon the chiseled chest and abs of her crush Mark. She looked up as Mark stood a good foot or more taller than she did and she wore simple white flats having never owned a pair of high heels. Her eyes met his and she felt a small intake of breath as her mouth opened slightly, the light had caught Marks eyes in such a way that the pair seemed to glow green as he was still partly concealed in the shadow of his room.<br/><br/>Juliet smiled and looked away bashfully as the butterflies in her stomach fluttered making it difficult to speak for fear that she would embarrass herself. She looked up again to see a smile on Marks face the smile added to her impression of his predatory image she found so attractive. "I..." she began her voice barely above a whisper, "I...w-was thinking that since we both had a day off w-we could.." she paused looking up at him she hadn't said anything but was now leaning against his door frame watching her. "Could go for some drinks?" she finished at last more boldly than she had meant. Mark stood strait, "Sure why not I'm feeling to wired to sleep now." he said. His voice was calming to her a deep male voice she had envisioned many princes had when they spoke to their princess. "Just let me throw on something." he continued turning from her. She felt the blush return as her eyes scanned his muscled back the strange tattoo like marking lending her a vision of herself pressed against him. His voice broke her daydream as he talked to her and she had only responded with confused 'Ya wha'. "You can come in and wait if you like." he repeated smiling at her. Mentally berating herself she followed him in. The lights came on to reveal his spartan accommodations, she liked that about him he was also simple in his way of living a reason she felt she could help him.<br/>_____________________________________________<br/><br/>Mark had been surprised to hear his door go off as he had rolled over to try and sleep again after a disturbing memory dream. Standing he went to answer it using the door's camera to see who it was, Juliet a young prodigy now Dr. at Conway she worked on the project he was in. They felt a woman's presence during the tests would allow him to be more relaxed. Mark had noticed her attraction for him before the operation that gave him Nergal,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">*Mmmm, such a tasty little morsel.*</span>Nergal growled a wave of lust coming through their connection. Mark had to admit that he like Juliet her gentle manner and bashful awkward movements when alone had attracted him. He opened the door and immediately noticed the blush that appeared on her face the instant she looked at his chest. Her long copper colored hair had been placed in a braid like always he braid reaching down the bottom of her rear, her brown eyes met his and he heard her gasp but not in fear in aw or attraction.<br/><br/>He stood their waiting for her to speak and when she did he was rather impressed she hadn't stammered to much. He was thankful for his enhanced senses as they allowed him to hear her bashful muttering. He told her yes he like to join her and went on to say he needed to dress and that she could wait inside his quarters.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">*Half way there now to go Conan on this sweet little thing.*</span>Nergal growled lustily in Marks head. Mark pushed Nergal down and held him down while he went to his room not bothering to close the door as he changed. He was not worried about hiding his body from her since she had seen everything having been there for all the tests. He pulled on some clothes a proper shirt black of course his unit emblem emblazoned on the right shoulder in green. Jeans motorcycle boots and before he pulled on his leather jacket he sprayed on some body spray and washed his mouth out twice to get rid any bad breath he might have.<br/><br/>When he came out pulling his jacket on and opened fingered gloves his last addition being his sun glass' it didn't matter whether it was day or night he could see as good in day as he could at night. "Let's go." he said smiling down at her as she had taken a seat on the couch.<br/><br/>The were soon leaving the Well and Mark had to do a little convincing to get her on his bike. Soon they were driving down the road her arms wrapped around his middle tightly her braid luckily started at the base of her skull so her helmet didn't muss her hair. They pulled up to the bar parking in a space she got off first then him, he offered her his arm and she gladly accepted it leaning against him. The smile on her beautiful face told him just how happy she was, they entered the bar and Mark immediately recognized the woman from the monitoring station at the bar with someone else. A man he didn't know he seemed to be trying to strike up a conversation with her. Mark led Juliet over to the bar and asked the bartender who seemed to be procrastinating in serving the woman as he hand Mark two Smirnoffs ever since getting Nergal Mark couldn't stand the taste of beer. They stood at the bar she sipping her bottle while he looked out over the rest of the bar, some couples were dancing to the music while others were just enjoying the bars many games and drinks. Mark kept his attention on Juliet who was watching him waiting for him to strike up a conversation. "So tell me first time ever going on a date?" he asked this sent her into a stammering and bashful conversation that Mark politely listened to.<br/>______________________________________________________<br/><br/>She was on a date with Mark her heart was beating so fast as she followed him from his quarters, onto the lifts and out the front doors. She had needed some convincing to get on his bike but after she told herself this was a night of first she waited for him to get on before getting on behind him. He handed her a spare helmet and she put it on it fit well which meant she wasn't the first girl he had taken for a ride this made her feel a little insecure about her figure. She was nearly as flat as a board but for her small perky c-cups her hips weren't very large but when she heard the engine start all that vanished as she pressed against his back and wrapped her arms around his middle tightly. She could smell the deodorant he had sprayed on through his jacket the two scents mixed together to make a scent she never wanted to live without. She sighed as she seemed unaware they were already well on their way.<br/><br/>She was again nervous when they stopped and she noted they were at a Bar. She felt rather out of place with her nice girl dress as she had been told by her parents that bars were where criminals and nasty people went to drink. She had taken his arms trusting Mark that he wouldn't take her anyplace seedy. In fact the bar was nice the music wasn't very loud which was a plus. It was clean and save for the smell of cigarette smoke it was fine, they went to stand at the bar and Mark ordered them some drinks she wasn't a big drinker. She was rather surprised he hadn't ordered a beer since her father had always drank beer and it was in her mind the drink that men went for. Before she could work up the nerve to ask he posed her a question, she blushed and stammered as she worked out her answer. They were standing next to two other people one was a man in a silver button up shirt covered in red and black tribal markings and woman she thought she recognized.