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She laughed again, rolling her eyes slightly. "Right. Here." She walked over to a side table by the couch and picked up her cellphone,...
She watched him for a moment before turning to the door of the lab. "Where is the captain? I am going to speak to her." * * * He nodded,...
She laughed slightly, running her fingers through her hair. "Ah, yes, my brother's new sweetheart. You could have just called me." * * *...
She paused as his words registered with her and she dropped her hands slowly, her eyes fixed on him. "But... fifty years isn't that long," she...
She nodded slowly, straightening up. "Alright. Well... I suppose we can start tomorrow..." She paused and then squinted at him. "How did you...
"I'm not in the place to have anyone draw my blood, much less some mad scientist on a ship I've just met!" she exclaimed, sounding exasperated. It...
She sighed before nodding. "Okay, okay. When are you available to start?" * * * "You definitely would," he replied, looking down at her curiously.
"What?" she asked, withdrawing from him suddenly and eyeing the drawer where the large syringe waited. "No. Of course not." * * * "The Captain...
"Why do you even want to be a hero in the first place? You can leave this life, if you'd like." * * * He squinted at her. "You're going to make...
She shrugged slightly, looking down at her wrists thoughtfully. "They come from our blood," she said thoughtfully. "My bloodline in combination...
She squinted at him, resting her head on her hand worriedly. "What brought this on, Adonis?" * * * "What? No."
She looked down at herself in surprise. “My magic? I mean, partially... My tattoos are actually symbols that were etched into my skin within my...
She frowned, leaning against the counter. "I mean... what do you want me to teach you? Fighting stuff? General heroics?" * * * "I'll never...
"A scientist who just waves syringes around with reckless abandon?" she replied, raising one eyebrow. * * * He looked up as she returned....
Her expression softened and she tilted her head. "But... Adonis, you're already a great hero." * * * "What?" he replied indignantly. "No."
She was still glaring uncertainly, folding her arms. "What is the nature of your service on this ship, sir?" she asked haughtily, considering...
Her apartment was fairly minimalist and sleek, with a fire in the fireplace. She poured some hot water into a mug, and offered the tea for him....
Her eyes were wide and she was glaring at him. "Why do you even have a syringe that big?" she asked, sounding exasperated as she released him...
She frowned at him, pausing before opening the door wider. "Come in, Adonis." * * * He took her hand gently but eagerly, looking down at her....
Her eyes widened and she instantly tapped two matching tattoos on her biceps that began to glow under her touch. Basel flew backward in the air...
