<div align="center"><strong>~* Mae Little aka "MeiMei"- Wanting some hugin’ and some squeezin’ and  loven’ and teasen’ and….. stuff like that there! – The Gamble *~</strong></div><br/><br/>Giggling as Giff offered to satisfy her, Mae gave him a teasing smile as she looked up through a thick veil of lashes.  However, her smile fell as he agreed with Dani’s diagnosis. Well Griff was no help! Mae glared at Griff as he made his escape from her prison. Her intent was such that he would feel the heat from her glare drilling into the back of his head as a reminder of her dissatisfaction. Her wings were indeed well and truly clipped! Grounded!  And what was worse, she was grounded in the infirmary without Vincent!  She could think of a million things she could do to him to help keep her mind off the temporary non flight status.  Didn’t anyone on this rusted bucket of bolts understand a girl had needs?<br/><br/>Mae let a long sigh escape her lips as she blew the hair from her face out of frustration.  This was worse than living back home, at least there she had a window to crawl out of to make her escape into the crisp clear night.  A smirk flitted across her lips as she pictured herself decked out in the spaceman gear to escape out of the ships window. Where she would go once she made it out into the black was a question she hadn’t actually been able to answer yet.  Best she stays put like Griff said.  Pouting to let Dani know she wasn’t all too happy with the outcome of her conversation with Griff, Mae made herself comfortable on the bed, securing herself with the belt, preparing for take-off.  As she busied herself with the fastening of the security belt Mae grumbled a question towards Dani, hoping the answer to this one would shine a light at the end of this long and very dark tunnel she seemed to have gotten herself into. “How long do you think I will have to stay here? When can I go back to my bunk?”<br/><br/>The sound of the of the ships release from its hold to the planet was normally like music to her ears, however with her current situation it only served as the  salt that was to be rubbed into her wounds. A whimper followed the announcement as Mae closed her eyes tightly and prayed to all that was holey that Griff wasn’t as bad as he suggested.  Her silent prayers were interrupted with the sound of Vincent’s return. Instantly Mae’s eyes sprang open to track his movements with her crystal green eyes. Her mouth opened on a soft gasp as she spotted his wounded hand.<br/><br/>“Your hand!”  Mae cried out as she watched him make himself comfortable on the twin med bay bed, only smiling when she was greeted with Vincent’s humorous announcement. As always, he had the power to make her giggle and become temporarily distracted from his wounded hand.   With the added play of his hands in the air preparing for a wild ride, Mae’s laughter increased as she copied his movements.  With her hands above her head she passed a bright smile that matched the glitter in her eyes as she called in return “oh I hope it’s rough! I love it when it gets rough!”  With a wink and a waggle of her brows, Mae cried out with a joyful sound as the ship rose, jerked and thrusted forth out of the atmo and into the black.<br/><br/>“Wwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!”<br/><br/>Once the excitement of take-off levelled out Mae turned her attention back to the man that lay only a few feet from her own bed. “Now, you have some story tellin’ to do. What the hell happened to your hand? You’re suppose to be getting healed remember? As far as I can see you are just gettin’ yourself more banged up. The only person suppose to be gettin’ banged by you is me! I’ve got a sex drive ready for some pushin’ mister and you had better be in top condition!”<br/>