<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whoever hasn't moved on to their quarters</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Having a heart attack.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Laura wasn't use to the sensations circling in her mind as the airlock cycled down so the outter door could be opened again. She had all but forced everyone else out of the lock and into the hanger so that  it could be decompressed again. She had secured the inner hatch herself and turned again; waiting the 2 minutes that it took to cycle through... they were far, far too long minutes for the usually confident SEAL.<br/><br/>As soon as the light over the outer door had blinked green, she had hauled it open and all but dragged her superior officer into the airlock, the interior of the chamber bluring with the red dust flying through the door. "Are you out of your ever loving mind?" she asked through the tightest comm link she could manage in her current mental state. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"<br/><br/>She absently keyed the airlock's compressor to push the toxic atmosphere of Mars back outside and bring the interior back up to pressure as she all but glared at Lousie. "I should take you over my knee this time." she said with a little shake of her finger, "We always buddy up Lou; I've seen good men get lost 2 meters from a transport in dust storms."<br/><br/>Laura was, even she had to admit to herself, acting out of character, but as she had just realized, Louise Cotter was a little more than just a lover to her and even the tough as nails SEAL could be shaken. "If I didn't have the hots for your ass, I would make it too hot to sit down for the next Martian month." she said sullenly.