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Post by jean on Aug 12, 2011 16:44:16 GMT -5
"Thanks. " He said, sitting back down. That had drained him of quite a bit of his energy, just standing up for less than a minute. He hated that wheelchair, but it did feel good to be able to sit back down again.
"Congrats on the promotion. So you are *firsr* Lieutenant Catalina, huh?" He laughed. "I guess I am going to have to hurry up and get back into the military so I don't fall any further behind, eh?" It was so damn hard, but he managed to stay looking at her face except for one or two brief forays down towards her breasts.
He laughed at the comment she made about Mustang and the East. "Yeah, he can be a full time job. I feel bad for Hawkeye. She has to babysit him. "
"As for something more intimate? Well, A nice walk in the park, perhaps an after dinner drink at my apartment, I am sure we could think of ways to pass the time."
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Post by Rebecca Catalina on Aug 14, 2011 22:42:12 GMT -5
Rebecca smirked. "Well, I've been first Lieutenant Catalina for about a year now..." If she had her way, of course, she wouldn't even be in the military at all, but a high rank was decent compensation for all of the men she met being weak cowards. If that was what there were going by, Becky felt like she should be a general by this point. "There's no rush. There's nothing to do in Eastern to get any sort of promotion, really. You only have to worry once I get to Central," she warned, flashing him an incredibly sexy smile. Of course, she couldn't be sure that he caught it, because he was, to his credit, trying not to stare at her breasts. Unfortunately for him (and fortunately for her), he was failing.
Becky laughed. "I don't know how Riza puts up with it," she told the blonde man. Of course, it was obvious that Riza was in love with the general, and perhaps that helped. Becky thought that it would just make everything worse: to be that close to something and not be able to have it? She knew that she wouldn't be able to put up with that every day. Instead of dwelling on that depressing thought, Becky shot Havoc another incredibly sexy smile. "Back to your apartment? Havoc, I have to ask you what exactly you have in mind." Not that she minded. Oh no, of course not. She was winning, after all, she was sure of it. He wasn't winning her over, but she could tell that she was getting to him.
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