<strong>Name;</strong>Mya Richone<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Doctor<br/><strong>Location; </strong>The Line cargo ramp.<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Sophie<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/57cb5d7320db1c1b7bbda4383a6bbbe3-1.jpg) <br/><br/>Mya finished showing Sophie the items in the bag, each one laid out carefully on a small cot in front of them after she finished describing it's uses.  <em>Yew have beautiful hands as well.  Ah ken see why you became a doctor with hands like those.</em>  Sophies' voice was soft and alluring, pulling Mya closer with each word.  The touch of Sophie's fingertips against her hand continued to fan the  fire slowly building inside her.  She hadn't realized how physically close the two had become until she looked up to meet Sophie's eyes to thank her for the compliment and they were almost face to face.  The powerfully radiant locks of Sophie's red hair framing her smooth pale freckled face grabbed Mya deep inside.  She found herself unconsciously drawing closer to Sophie's face.  Her eyes flashed lightly to the girls pink pouty lips then back up to her captivating green eyes. Only inches away, Mya could smell Sophie's skin, feel the wind of her breaths growing more rapid as they hung in the moment, the anticipation thick in the air.  <br/><br/>As if waking from the realization that she slipped into a day dream, Mya blinked for a second pulling away from Sophie enough to look over the girls shoulder to Braxton and Cookie standing on the ramp only meters away.  "I just realized I forgot something in the infirmary Sophie.  Why don't you come with me and we can continue your training there."  Mya smiled, taking Sophie's hand.  She let the warm embrace of their skin touching linger for a long moment before pulling the girl up to her feet and turning into the ship still holding her hand.</div>