<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=47203.msg2287421#msg2287421">Quote from: undisclosedtoyou on 29-09-2009, 13:45:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lena loved to sleep, it was the only time where her mind was completely her own; without the constant push for her to acknowledge everyone else.  The only problem that sleep caused her was the sporadic dreams that she was cursed of from time to time.  She dreamed of strong arms, and a rough voice, of lingering glances and of running.  The dreams where almost all the same, and they always left her confused and a bit dazed.<br/><br/>This morning was no different in that instance, in every other way, there was nothing else that was the same.  She awoke to the sounds of the wild, the sounds of live things moving about.  Yawning she couldn't help but think that she wished she had been sleeping on a soft bed rather than the hard floor.  As her slightly bed raddled frame emerged from the small tent, she couldn't help but rub the sleep from her eyes.  Seeing the captain..zay, she nods in welcome.<br/><br/>"Good morning Ca...Zay."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Miss Min..Lena. Good morning. I trust you slept well.  " The morning found him as wide eyed and refreshed as he had been the night before. He looked Lena up and down with a smile, then casually tossed her a few of those fruity-flavored beansprout things she had scrounged up for her vegan dinner the night before. He was chewing on one himself at the moment. "You really should give meat a chance you know. It'll change your world.  " He heard a line like that in a Holotheater once. It got laughs out of the audience, so he surmised it to be a good morning icebreaker and a good way to advance his social development.