<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9269.msg329124#msg329124">Quote from: NikitaFirestar on 19-03-2007, 02:21:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Biting her lower lip all the more as he laced his fingers with hers, an old, but familiar feeling running through her arm straight to her heart, she blinked as he told her where he'd gotten the ring.<br/><br/>"Oh Michael..." She whispered softly, starting to step closer to him.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Why are you looking for work as a merc, Geo?" he asked.  Her hands were a bit rougher than he remembered, but the rest of her was just as he remembered.  Her hair, that deep red still smelled like jasmine.<br/><br/>He glanced at the Drop Ship and he could see the outlines of the few techs and flight crew watching him.  It was Lt. Colonel Ryan!  He wasn't friendly with anyone.  This was going to be Mess Room talk at the dinner table tonight.