Re: CIVIE SECTION
Not having showered himself since the night on the beach, Garrat showers. The water feels good and he forgets himself for a bit. Still getting used to the apartment he makes his way into his bed room he closes the door turns and comes to a complete stop. The bay windows on the outside wall were the perfect place to set up his computer and the other wall was dominated by a large dresser. The bed in the center was dominated by a beautiful angel, still half buried in the covers.
He walked over to the dresser and lit some candles under a beaten breast plate with the symbol of the wings wrapped around the sword and a series of symbols next to it. The warm cent of vanilla filled the air and Garrattook a moment to read the names of fallen comrades from the list there...Irina, Ajax, Xyran, and many others. Garrat pulled on a pair of pants, though he had become close with Teela he was still concientious about some of the scarring on his legs.
Garrat turned and climbed gently onto the bed next to Teela, careful not to put weight on her wings.
Part of Garrat was tired and wanted only sleep, part was aroused by the beautiful creature next to him and wanted to be intimate with her, but he didn't want to wake her or miss a moment of being with her even if she were asleep. And so the old soldier lay awake watching his angel. HIs mind wanders to the lyrics of a song he heard played around the ship ...
"Every night of my life I watch angels fall from the sky. Every morning the sun still rise, I pray they don't take Mine."
Garrat takes her unconciously out stretched hand and lays his head down on his pillow, drowsy eyes still watching her in a lassitude boardering on sleep.
This message was last edited by the player at 17:43, Mon 13 May 2019.