<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/13/ZilkinAvatarMacross2032JPG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lt Cmdr Zilkin Kaverosky<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Shinden<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Flashback 01 March 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moon Base Aluce Hangar/Officers Mess ----> Zilkin's Quarters<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lt Maxine "Max" Cosinara<br/><hr/><br/>Zilkin held her gaze, a wave of heat rising up from his chest towards his neck as his eyes shifted to the cup of coffee on her leg. A slight shudder overcame him when her hand touched his cheek, the tender skin sliding to his lips as he listened to her words. A smile formed on his lips, and for a moment all fatigue seemed vanished from Zilkin as he reached over, moving the cup of coffee from Max to the tray by his side.<br/><br/>It was now or never, and with them so close, in the privacy of his own room, Zilkin knew that they had crossed the line of no return. Where there might be a chance for simple small talk ending with an awkward smile or laughter, they were close - so close that Zilkin gently placed his hand on Max's shoulder, bringing her up as he turned his torso to face her.<br/><br/><strong>"Then it's good that we are both people who'd like to prove ourselves through... action."</strong><br/><br/>Zilkin leaned forward, his hand dropping down to Max's shoulder as he pulled her in towards him. Before she could protest, Zilkin's lips met hers with a gentle yet passionate kiss, his head tilting slightly to accommodate her as he ended off with a hug, their bodies coming together so tightly that Zilkin suspected that Max could feel his quickened heartbeat. In a rare case, Zilkin was still uncertain, unsure of himself and what might come out of his actions. Still, it was all or nothing, the King leading the charge on the Chessboard for a decisive victory.<br/><br/>Whether it would end up with triumph, or a shattered King, remained to be seen, as Zilkin pulled out of the kiss, his forehead lightly pressing against Max's as he looked into her eyes. The emotion was present in his, as well as his light breath carrying minute traces of coffee in it.<br/><br/><strong>"How about... your move?"</strong>