Chapter 6 - Complications part 8

Lana?

=i shift my position=

(Lana)
=i wake up a bit=
Kurbis...?

=i move closer and kiss her on the cheek=

good morning honey...

(Lana)
=i wake up a bit more=
Morning. How did you sleep?

perfect with you by my side...

(Lana)
=i smile and hold him closer=
Same for me.

so are you hungry? i am that's for sure...

=i hug her tightly=

(Lana)
=i smile and kiss him=
I could be. Wanna go get something to eat?

=i start to stand up=

what are you hungry for?

(Lana)
=i pull him back down=
Well, you are always the first on my list.

=i give him another kiss=
But, if not you, then I could go for some pancakes.

=i chuckle=

pancakes sound good!

(Lana)
=i let him get up=
Pancakes it is.

(I get into my old shuttle)


New start, that makes me feel like me again...


(I take the ship out and lay in the coordinates to the camp)


Well, here goes nothing...


(I initiate the Slipspace drive, and sit back in the seat)


(I sigh)

=i pull her up and kiss her=

i love you...

(Lana)
=i put my arms around his neck and kiss him back=
I love you too...

so what do you want on your pancakes?

(Lana)
=i think for a moment=
Jelly works. What do you want on yours?

syrup, but jelly works too.

= i pick her up=

let's go

(Lana)
=i chuckle and hook my hands together behind him as he picks me up=
Onwards, my warm king!

=i chuckle again and kiss him on the cheek=

(I arrive at the camp)

(I go up to the desk)

@Adjutant I have papers from Gen. Harris.


Yes,sir. Right through those doors on the left


@Adjutant Thank you.


(I go into Gen. Harris's office)


@Harris MsSgt Murand Reporting for posting, sir

Ahh, just the man I wanted to see. You up to training future ODSTs, son?

@Harris Yes, sir. I'll do it.

Alright Murand. You get to be a future ODSTs worst nightmares. Welcome back to the club.

(I smile and salute)

@Harris Its good to be back, sir.

(I go out of the room with a smile on my face)

I feel good about this already

=i walk out of the room=

so does my soft queen want anything else with her pancakes?

(Lana)
=i rest my head on him, looking up at him=
You, of course.

what kind of food with the pancakes honey, i'm not food.

=i kiss her again=

(Lana)
=i kiss him back=
Depends on how you classify food, my dear. I might have some scrambled eggs, to go with my pancakes.

bacon?

(Lana)
=i smile=
Why not?

=i kiss her=

Oj too?

(Lana)
=i raise an eyebrow at him=
Do you have something planned? And yes, Orange juice would be fine.

i don't have anything planned...

=i feel the weight of the stone in my pocket=

she's so smart...

(Lana)
=i smile and kiss him on the cheek=
Okay...So, what are we going to do today?

not sure yet...

(Lana)
=i put my head back on his shoulder=
Hmm, I wonder what we can do.

why, what do you have planned?

(Lana)
Not really anything, other than spending time with you.

well, that's what i want too...

=i give her another kiss=

(Lana)
=i kiss him back=

=we get to the mess hall=

so, here we are

(Lana)
=i look at him, smiling=
Yes, we are. Wanna go get the food now?

well, let's eat! after we get the food of coarse...

=i kiss her again=

(Lana)
=i kiss him back=
Well, we gotta go over there in order to get the food. Unless you managed to make the food float to your fingers when you think about it.

it would be so cool if i could do that!

=i walk over to the food=

(Lana)
=i chuckle=
It'd be very cool.

=i climb down from his arms and grab a plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs, with a few things of jelly on the side=

=i grab a pancake and stack tons of bacon on it, i place another pancake on top=

bacon makes a damn fine sandwich...

(Lana)
=i chuckle and start walking to a table=
You really love bacon, don't you?

not as much as i love you...

=i take a bite of the artery clogin' goodness that is my sandwich=

*munch, munch*

(Lana)
=i laugh=
Good answer.

=i sit down and motion for him to do that same=

*munch, munch*

(with food in mouth) wanna bite?

(Lana)
=i shrug, finishing my own bite=
Sure, why not?

=i hold out the sandwich=

(Lana)
=i take a bite, and start chewing=
Mmm, crunchy.