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A pained smile formed as Doren accepted the apology she offered the Captain and then provided the Sephi with a compliment to go with it. Sarela was happy at the thanks, though a part of her wondered if it would be enough to get the both of them off the planet. Both were in rough shape, though she g...

Biting the inside of her lip, Sarela let out a gasped breath of pain, leaning against Doren's chest as he caught her. She'd been expecting to slap against the hard group, so the soft contrast of the Captain's body caused a muffled cry of euphoria to rock her body. Hand's shaking, her mind began to ...

Clenching her side, palm wet with blood, her head jerked up at hearing Doren’s voice. Eyes blinking, she swallowed, fighting back a cry of happiness. No doubt, now that the pair knew they were in close proximity, they’d need to remain quiet, to keep from drawing unwanted attention. Heart pounding, ...

The more Sarela walked through the shifting fog, the more disoriented the young Sephi became. Everything looked the same and her wound had begun to bleed more profusely, the entirety of her left side having become numb. Sarela honestly had no idea how she hadn't passed out somewhere along the way, ...

Ignorance. So much from Groemche that it seemed to permeate from the man in droves, lingering and following the man's every movement. The very fact that the Brigadier General had thought it a sound plan to bring the three of them along for this needless expedition only spoke even more so into his i...

Rather unimpressed by the apparent display brought forth by the dimwitted Baethan , who she was beginning to like less and less; using his new and shiny Lambda as if it were a badge of honor. Compared to the vessel that Sarela and her companions had travelling in, the polished transport ship was no...

Rear Admiral Baethan , with his unattractive chops, and even more unattractive personality, was quickly becoming a rather bothersome individual; his voice alone grating on Sarela’s nervous. She’d encountered many overbearing, spiteful, hateful and idiotic men that tried to act like some Alpha Male,...

Posture rim-rod straight, Sarela had taken exponential care in making sure the loose loose-fitting gray jumpsuit she wore was without a single wrinkle. Her hair was done up in an elegantly knotted bun, which help to create an air of sophistication when paired with the black cap that rested upon her...

Eyes widening at the sight of the platters of food before her, the aroma making her empty stomach give a louder than appropriate grumble, her cheeks blushing slightly from embarrassment, Sarela paused for a moment, looking everything over. She honestly couldn’t remember the last time she’d eaten so...

Putting the finishing touches on the portrait of Doren , Sarela smiled down at it, happy with how well it had come out. She’d tried to catch his stoic facial expression, but had added a touch of openness and kindness to it; adding a few personal touches here and there. In all, she’d done her best t...