Yesterday, 02:09 PM
Amila took a turn and she did better than she had anticipated. Ameen was impressed. To the point that he was clapping when she scored. Knowing that there was no escaping his turn this time, he stood up and walked over close to her.
"It is most definitely your turn now," she said through her smile. "Don't worry, I made it easy for you."
"Ah... do you... mind... if I walk you to your quarters after?" Morad said speaking softly and quietly. "I... we... need to talk."
That's it, no turning back now...
Liquid courage or not, his heart was still racing like a teenage boy asking a girl to accompany him to the high school prom for the first time.
I've fought a Klingon before... I'd say that was a cakewalk compare to this, sheesh... I need to clam down... Qapla!
== Tag Ra'an.
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"It is most definitely your turn now," she said through her smile. "Don't worry, I made it easy for you."
"Ah... do you... mind... if I walk you to your quarters after?" Morad said speaking softly and quietly. "I... we... need to talk."
That's it, no turning back now...
Liquid courage or not, his heart was still racing like a teenage boy asking a girl to accompany him to the high school prom for the first time.
I've fought a Klingon before... I'd say that was a cakewalk compare to this, sheesh... I need to clam down... Qapla!
== Tag Ra'an.
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