<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000">Major Tom ‘TT’ Theophilus Peters</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/0b1c5703-1ec6-4951-9974-ee41ec21aa28_zps54ccd4dc.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tom grinned and turned to Karra after he had closed his pants, slipping into his shirt. Ah, yes, every second he had known that Karra loved him. Really? She had the strangest way to show that to him. Ok, maybe he had been too impatient with her. But she had loved him all the time? And got in his face always like some damn tornado...  <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Karra, I didn't know. I hoped for it, but I knew that you liked me. Not more and with all your aggressivity I was pretty sure that you would never love me. I had always loved you and I have never given up hope that one day you may recognize my love and love me too." </span><br/><br/>Tom walked over to her and gave her a kiss before he released the lock at the cockpit door. It must have been like a start signal, as the door was practically shoved into his face and Tania stormed in, throwing the door shut behind her. Her finger poked into Tom's chest and Tom instinctively moved backwards.  <br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"You! If you have laid a finger on her, I will come over you like a thunderstorm. What did you folks do in here? And don't tell me you checked the controls, bastard..." </span></div>