<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Karra Lee Micheals</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Captain Micheals</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/d8d8d07d-bef1-4b12-bb9c-4a8ccbe576b0_zps6c4f5818.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF8000">"...I should have never done that to the girl I love. I…."</span></span>Tania said as she hugged Karra. Karra could see how badly Tania felt, and returned the hug gently speaking,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Tania, you didn't do anything I didn't want..." </span></span>It was true. She enjoyed all of it and while it hurt now, it had felt good then and she viewed it as worth it. Tania pulled away,<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF8000"> "You should take some painkillers, Karra. Your ass will kill you the next days. And don’t go on the pot for the next hours until it healed a little in there…" </span></span>Karra only nodded, but she didn't try to move. Tania left to get her some under garments and helped her step into some panties. She then took the bra Tania offered her, putting it on. It fit perfectly and she was thankful. The worst thing to deal with was a bra that wasn't comfortable. The sports bra cupped her tender breasts, giving them the support and relief they needed. She gave a sigh.<br/><br/>She painfully made her way over to a small cabinet, pulling out a uniform. It was an extra one she always kept--one she had never needed before. She was glad, however, that she had it. She dressed, doing her best to keep her movements normal as possible, pushing through the pain. It would not do for people to see her stiff and hesitant in her movements. She needed to keep as normal as possible, no matter what. She easily grabbed her own prescription of painkillers. They had been given to her to deal with the pain of an old injury. She never took them, preferring the reminder of her mistakes. Now, however, they would be absolutely delightful. She just hoped she kept her wits about her.<br/><br/>Once she was dressed, she took the time to put her hair back in order. She turned to Tania,<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Thank you,"</span></span>she said simply. For the most part, she looked back to normal. Her bottom lip was a bit swollen from having bitten it earlier, and it looked a bit like someone had simply smacked her in the mouth along with bruises on her wrists from being tied up. Other than that, however, she looked back to her old self. She had not put on her uniform jacket, deciding it to be too warm, but she had put on a watch to cover her more bruised wrist. The other she doubted any would notice. She was in the military, she was bound to have bruises on her, right? It didn't matter, it was time to get back to the group.<br/><br/>She and Tania cleaned up the cockpit, trying to rid it of any trace of the events. It allowed Karra the chance to work out the achiness and let her pain medication set in and by the time they were done, she didn't care about the pain. It wasn't gone, it just simply did not matter to her. She stood straight as she picked one last item off the floor,<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Alrighty then...time to get back to work..."</span></span>she said to Tania.<br/><br/>She suddenly grabbed Tania by the collar of her shirt and pulled her in towards her, giving her a gentle kiss on the lips. When she pulled away, she smoothed out Tania's shirt as she looked into her eyes,<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "I love you, too. Don't worry about me." </span></span>She had realized she had not told Tania that she loved her back, and desired for her to know. It was likely her medication had given her the courage to say it, but they were still her true thoughts.