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04.17.2013 , 07:02 PM |
Characters: Talos and Aldria
Break in the Stream
When he joined the Imperial Reclamation Service he knew the risks involved. Escaping his father’s ire was the least of his concerns when weighed against the constant threat of death during discovery. But the prospect was too exciting to pass up. Over his many years in the service he made many significant discoveries all culminating in his most exciting, yet equally frustrating, assignment.
Perhaps frustrating was incorrect. Then again, it was likely more correct than any other term he could think of at the moment and thinking was ever so hard with her so close. And the way she smiled up at him as they swayed through the crowd. He hadn’t felt his knees shake this hard since the first time he entered a tomb. That seemed so long ago.
“You’re frowning,” Aldria said quietly.
He started at the sound of her voice. Oh, dear, he had spaced off. He smiled a bit shyly and focused his eyes on her.
“Just thinking, my Lord,” he replied cheerily.
“My first tomb. I was nervous and shaking, but confident and sure. It was the strangest mix of emotions I had ever felt.” Until now.
She smiled up at him and his heart fluttered.
“May I ask you something, my Lord?” he asked quietly.
“Aldria,” she said, still smile.
“I cannot take such liberties, my Lord.”
“And if I allow it?”
His cheeks flushed pink. “If – if that is your wish. I – Aldria, we – I – dear me, I have no idea what I am trying to say.” She continued smiling at him. He inhaled deeply. “What am I to you?”
If her wide-eyed, slack jawed stare was any indication, she was not expecting him to ask that. Anything else, but that it seemed.
“I – I – forget I asked, my Lord, I – apologies, my Lord,” he stuttered, backpedaling.
He moved to release his hold on her and let another take his place, but found himself unable to move. She was holding onto him as if her life depended on it. He waited for her to speak and, when she did, her voice was quiet and strained.
“Talos, you are… important to me. You are my friend, a member of my crew, and my academic partner. I enjoy your company and often find myself seeking you out for inconsequential chatter. It’s not like me. I’ve never – you’re different, though, and I like it. I meant to – to explain my reaction on my birthday, but I have been too ashamed to tell you. Now isn’t the right time, of course. We’re dancing, or were, we seem to be standing still. We are… at a break in the stream. If we go one way, we will remain friends and nothing more, but, if we turn toward the rapids and take the risk, I think we can be something more. Together.”
His joining the Imperial Reclamation Service over the Imperial Navy was a break in the stream and he had never regretted the choice. Yes, the road was rocky and full of traps, but it was also filled with rewards of academia, of knowledge. Here he was again at a break in the stream, as Aldria had called it. Dare he take on the rapids?
“I find that a very exciting prospect,” he replied.
He dared. And his first rewards were her brilliant smile and her delicately soft lips pressed shyly against his.
Joining the Imperial Reclamation Service was the best decision of his life.
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