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07.06.2012 , 05:54 PM |
Miriah felt lost. Since she and Corso worked together most of the time, she felt less than confident with Risha instead. It had been almost a week since he’d gone on a trip to Ord Mantell, something the governor there wanted him to be present for, and she’d managed to not accept any missions while he was gone. Until today. Today, she’d made the mistake of not only answering the holo, but then kicking it. Her foot still throbbed, making her movements less than smooth. Not only that, but she and Corso had a method for moving under the stealth generator, one that Risha had just not gotten.
Normally, since they had to remain in close proximity to stay in the stealth field, Corso would put his hand on her left hip. They’d worked out a series of finger taps to indicate direction, bad guys, and even signaling for breaks. And no, unlike what Risha thought, they’d used this long before they’d ever gotten involved with each other, just because it made moving under stealth easier. Of course, after that it had gotten more fun to use, but still, it worked. Miriah gave her engineer a look, and sighed. They’d just have to move more slowly, and slow on Hoth meant freezing. And, she thought, not even the promise of a shared sleeping bag to warm up later.
She clicked the stealth generator and started off, Risha hurrying to stay with her captain. They’d only gone a little ways when Miriah felt something tapping her shoulder. She turned to look at Risha and saw she was pointing at a group of tauntaun. Miriah shook her head no, and started forward again. They’d traveled almost a kilometer when she felt the tapping on her shoulder again. This time, when Miriah straightened to look at whatever the engineer had spotted, she was tackled by the other woman, breaking the stealth field. Miriah had just regained her breath when she saw, over Risha’s shoulder, a pair of Imperial troops, who were just staring at the sight of two attractive females, lying in the snow together.
The women looked at each other, hatching a plan with their eyes. Risha put her head on the much smaller Miriah’s shoulder, and Miriah threw her arms around Risha’s shoulders. They both smiled coyly at the troops, who looked at each other through their visors and shrugged at each other, and with a smirk, they started back to their patrol route. The two women sat up, brushed the snow off, and climbed to their feet.
“Now, do you see why our system works? You could have just tapped my hip bone and I would have been able to steer around those two.” Risha nodded, then grinned at her captain.
“Yeah but now? They’ve got a great story to tell back at camp, and we just proved we can communicate without words, too.”
Miriah shook her head but had to agree. “Now, let’s get that taunlet and get somewhere warm.” They bumped fists, just like they’d seen the guys do, and resumed their stealthy pursuit.
Love is the strongest magic of them all.