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07.10.2012 , 02:12 PM |
It's my Trooper again! I love her, I feel like I'm neglecting all my other up and coming baby characters....but I have to finish this little Mitka/Aric arc.
So here is my Communication Breakdown
Mitka was holed up in her quarters. Elara was reading in the med bay, Four-ex was trolling the holonet, looking for suitable imperial targets, and Aric was in the armory cleaning weapons and prepping them for their next op. Before the kiss, before Mitka had made a complete fool of herself in front of her squad while hopped up on pain meds, Mitka and Aric would have been in the common area playing cards, chatting, Elara would join them on occasion, Four ex would look over someones shoulder and in trying to offer advice, would usually give away their hand.
Now, well now Mitka could barely speak to Aric, let alone look him in the eye. She spent the last week on Tatooine avoiding him, she could still give orders, talk tactics, but when it came to off duty hours, or down time, she was tongue tied. She tried to talk about her feelings to Elara, but she spouted off some regulation to her against fraternization, some girlfriend. It dawned on Mitka that Elara wasn’t aware that as the only other female in the squad she was more then just the medic, she was supposed to be the girlfriend, neither woman had much experience with friends, and neither knew how to handle that kind of relationship.
Mitka re read the first line of her Alderaan briefing for the third time. She couldn’t focus, all she could see where green eyes and soft skin, and all she could hear was his deep voice, that low guttural growl he let out when he kissed her, she bit her lip. Focus. She needed a drink.
The ship was quiet, a faint blip everytime Elara turned the page on her holoreader, clip, clip, snap, clip coming from the armory as Aric reassembled a rifle. She stepped out, and headed for the galley, maybe she should call her mother, she would know what to do. She stared inside the cooler, and instead of seeing bottled water, energy drinks, ration packs, it was green eyes, soft skin. She grabbed something, not even looking at what it was. It was a meal replacement drink, she hated them, replaced it and grabbed a bottle of water, cracked it open and took a deep drink. When she turned around he was in the doorway. Mitka swallowed.
“Can we talk?” He took a step forward.
“I..what? Talk? Sure? What do you want to talk about?” Mitka stammered looking everywhere but his eyes.
“You’ve been avoiding me.”
“What? Noooooo, I have not, why would I avoid you?” She lied.
“Ever since you came out of that med bay, healed up, you’ve barely said two words to me outside of orders, you won’t even look at me, I won’t bite.” His voice was kind, but hurt.
“I look at you” Mitka stared at her feet. Her hands were shaking. She thought for a brief second she might like it if he bit her.
“Mitka, would you just talk to me?” his voice was pleading with her, he put his finger under her chin, and pulled her face up, so that she was looking at him, she closed her eyes, then finally opened them, golden yellow on emerald green. She reminded Aric of a frightened animal, she was fearless and calculating in the field, every move, every order, deliberate and precise, she saw the entire situation, and every single move was planed. He admired her, but here she was, scared out of her mind, scared of him?
She sat down at the table, defeated. “You’ve made me off balance, I can’t think straight when I’m with you, but then, the only place I want to be is near you.” Aric sat down, not saying a word, he listened.
“I have a plan, I make lists, I know where I’m going, and you weren’t in the plan, and I don’t know what I’m doing anymore, I never had a plan for this.” She used her hands to indicate the air between them.
“You confuse me, I miss talking to you, I miss picking your brain about stuff, I look up to you, I have the rank, but you…outrank me in life.” Her hands were shaking, Aric covered them.
“Breath” Aric told her and Mitka let out a shuddering breath.
“I’m afraid, that one day, you’ll open your eyes, and realize that I’m not worth the trouble.” She looked into his eyes then, without needing his help.
“Would I have broken code 7, paragraph 56 of the Republic Army code of Ethics if I didn’t think you were worth the trouble?” Aric smiled and Mitka let out a soft laugh. “This” He indicated the air between them, “I’ve been feeling this since Coruscant. I’ve been falling for you for a while now, you put me off centre, you throw me off my game, you challenge me, like no woman I’ve ever known. I don’t want to scare you away. Maybe I shouldn’t have kissed you that night on Tatooine…”
“No!” Mitka interrupted him, “you should have. I needed that kiss.” She blushed, Aric could tell now, her polished copper skin, turned a deeper shade of red.
“I thought so to.”
“So. What happens now? I’m new to all of this, what’s the plan?”Mitka stood up from the table.
“There is no plan, we take it day by day, we take our time, you set the pace, but I need you to promise me something.” Aric followed her lead, and stood up as well.
“Talk to me, no more sneaking around and avoiding me, never be afraid to tell me what’s on your mind.” Aric took a few steps forward, clearing the gap between them, holding her hands, he didn’t want her to run away again.
“I promise” Mitka smiled, Arics look changed, there was mischief in his eyes.
“Now, I made you a promise, and I intend to keep it.”
Mitka was about to ask what promise when he kissed her, he didn’t hold back this time, he took her breath away, and all she could do was wrap her arms around his neck and melt into him. She felt light headed, her senses buzzed and all she could feel were his lips, his hands, she felt his heart beat in time with hers through his chest. She never wanted it to end.
Aric always kept his promises.
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