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This Post is a free-for-all. Just be aware that they will be stranded on Destiny with Young and the others. State your starting point. Either on Destiny or on Icarus before the Lucian Alliance attack. I also play Eli Wallace . Lemme know if you want a scene with him Any questions? Ask.

Date: 2011-11-04 12:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
"By all means. T.J. can't spare the pain meds, and I don't need them." He returns the kiss. "Could use some...distracting, though."

Date: 2011-11-04 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
"Y'know, you don't always have to be the tough guy around me." Her fingers are already moving to undo some of the buttons on his shirt.

Date: 2011-11-04 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
"Force of habit." He admits. "But I think the pain killers would be best for people who are in more pain than me." And that was the truth. Yes, Lt. Johansen had offered him some painkillers, and Young had turned them down.

Date: 2011-11-04 01:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
It's both admirable and annoying. She can understand why he turned down any meds, but it's still a thin line between appearances and his health. She sighs and thumbs open a few more buttons.

"Just let me know if I need to stop, okay...?"

Date: 2011-11-04 01:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
There always was, and Young was stubborn enough to ignore that line completely.

He grins slightly. "Sure." He mumbles.

Date: 2011-11-04 01:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
His reply isn't exactly convincing, but that doesn't mean she'll stop. She finishes with the rest of his shirt buttons before moving to push it off his shoulders.

Date: 2011-11-04 01:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
The next problem is the black under-shirt Everett's wearing. He helps shrug off his shirt before relaxing back

Date: 2011-11-04 01:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
Her fingers trail lightly over his chest, noting the different bumps and bruises he'd managed to pick up in the evac from Icarus.

"Are you sure you're okay...?"

Date: 2011-11-04 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
"Of course." Everett says, not trying to pull the tough-guy act. He's been through worse.

Date: 2011-11-04 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
"If you say so..."

Rather than argue with him, she leans down to gently press her lips to each bruise. So, the whole 'kiss it and make it better' thing might be a bit cliché, but that doesn't stop her.

Date: 2011-11-04 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
Everett just relaxes under Nat's ministrations, sighing. The colonel seems to unwind for the first time in a while.

Date: 2011-11-04 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
With everything that's been going on between the evac, trying to get Destiny back in better working condition, figuring out a way to communicate with Earth and so on, this is really the first opportunity they'd had for some "alone time". And Nat's bound and determined to make the most of it. Even if things don't reach an obvious conclusion, the longer he stays in bed and off that leg, the better. And, yes, she's going to use every trick she knows to keep his mind off said injuries.
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
And Everett seems fully willing to let her use those tricks wash over him. To be honest, he was exhausted. Since he woke up, he's been temporarily paralysed, knocked out due to Col. Telford running roughshod of his body, and then there was the mental exhaustion of having to butt heads with Rush to get stuff done.
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
She pauses to rid herself of her own button-front blouse, but she leaves on her jeans and black camisole/tank top. Her dark eyes both admire his physique and objectively catalog his injuries. Rush could go jump in a lake for all she cared. Like it or not, she was going to take a crash course in Ancient just to see if this rust bucket had anything better in the way of medical supplies.
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
Despite being a bit battered, Everett's physique is still top-form. Those long months on Icarus haven't dulled his training. And a good thing, too. Or he would have never survived the attack and evac.

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Date: 2011-11-05 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
And Natalie could definitely appreciate that. Her hand smoothes over his skin again, wishing she had some kind of analgesic ointment.

"I hope you know, I hate seeing you like this."


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From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
"I hate being like this." Everett agrees, mumbling, as he reaches out to stroke Nat's hair.

Date: 2011-11-05 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
Her hand catches his and she turns her head to plant a light kiss to the palm of his hand.

"I could stop if you want. Let you get some sleep..."

Date: 2011-11-05 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
"Not sleepy." Everett replies, running his hand down her cheek. "Not yet."

Date: 2011-11-05 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
"If you insist." She leans down for another long kiss.

Date: 2011-11-05 02:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
And Everett moans out slightly against the kiss, smiling slightly. He keeps it going as long as possible, tounge exploring all he can of Nat's mouth.

Date: 2011-11-05 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
Nope, he's definitely not sleepy. Her lips curl upwards into a small smile as well and her hand moves over his chest until she can gently tease at one nipple with her fingers.

Date: 2011-11-05 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
There's a slight groan as she starts playing with one of his nipples, one of Everett's hands sliding up and down her side.

Date: 2011-11-05 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jurisimmortalis.livejournal.com
Dark hair falls over one shoulder as she lets the kiss linger for a few more minutes. Then, she moves to kiss at his chest again.

Date: 2011-11-06 05:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] colunderfire.livejournal.com
And Nat should be able to hear the rumbles from his moans in his chest. He shifts a bit, wincing, letting her get on with it, hand moving to rub up and down her back.

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