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Post by Hannah Madison Emritz on Feb 28, 2017 17:24:18 GMT -5
Hannah was done eating her sandwich and a couple of cut up fruit. Downing the rest of her cup of coffee, she set the cup back down onto the table. Standing up, she took a napkin and wiped her mouth with it. Her Jade colored eye looked at everyone and then fell on Sarah. "Well everyone, It was a pleasure of meeting familiar faces and meeting new ones. If you will kindly excuse me, I want to walk down some old memories from when I was last here. Talk to you all in the morning." Pushing her chair back into the table, she left the dinning room. Taking her time in walking, Hannah went for the staircase. Opening the door, she would step through the threshold and slowly walk up the flights of stairs so that Sarah can catch up to her. On the second landing that lead to the third floor, Hannah would stop on it. Going to the wall, she would lean against it and brought her foot up so that her knee was sticking out. With her arms crossed under her chest, she would watch the flight of stairs she had walked up from.
Many thoughts were starting to rush her mind as she was thinking of what was to come or the conversation that her and Sarah will have. A smile was on her face as she tilted her head a bit when she would hear the door below her open and close behind the person. She could hear the footsteps coming up the stairs, almost like predator like. Or was that her imagination? Shrugging the thought off, she would greet whoever was coming up towards her, regardless of who it maybe.
Post by Sarah Sharpe on Feb 28, 2017 18:29:46 GMT -5
Sitting back from the one of the dining hall tables, Sarah glanced around at everyone who was sitting nearby and was glad that the day had worked out as it had - even with all the pickups we had to make today, she mused, sipping the last bit of coffee from her cup, setting it down just as Hannah said, "Well everyone, It was a pleasure of meeting familiar faces and meeting new ones. If you will kindly excuse me, I want to walk down some old memories from when I was last here. Talk to you all in the morning," staring right at Sarah as she finished.
Watching Hannah as she walked out of the dining hall, Sarah made her pleasantries to everyone and got up from the table as well, setting her empty plate and cup on the counter for the night dining crew to take care of. Nodding to everyone as she walked past them - and reminding Dr. MacMillan to update her in the morning on the status of two of his patients (a/k/a Dana & Quentin) - Sarah stepped out of the dining hall and, after taking a moment to compose herself (and undo the two top buttons on her blouse), turned and headed towards the stairs, taking them one and two steps at a time.
As she turned to reach the landing between the second and third floors, she saw Hannah standing against the wall, her foot braced on the wall with the knee sticking out as if she were daring someone to tell her to get off the wall, and smiled, shaking her head in pleasant surprise. "Years ago, when I first started working here at the yacht club," Sarah said quietly, walking over to her and standing right in front of Hannah, bracing herself with her hand on the wall and standing so that, should anyone walk by and see them, they'd think nothing of it....but as late as it is at the moment, she thought, the odds of that are minuscule, "someone took a picture of me standing with that exact same pose," leaning in to kiss Hannah on the cheek, "and wouldn't you know, you look just about like I did all those years ago," leaning back to absorb the moment of it all. "Now, if I remember correctly, we had started a conversation outside in the rig....I guess we should head upstairs and continue where we started earlier, shall we?"
Post by Damen Smull on Feb 28, 2017 19:53:48 GMT -5
Damen quietly ate his meal that was prepared for him. But through the meal, he could see Alex was glaring at him from time to time. Once he was done, he was about to excuse himself from the table, but Hannah and then followed by Sarah had excused themselves before him. Nodding his head to each of them, he would stand up and look at Alex and Charlotte. "Now, I made you both a deal. That once you were cleared by Medical, that I will give your weapons back. If you can kindly stay here, I'll be right back."Leaving the Dinning hall and retracing his steps to the front of the building, he left. Going back out into the cold, he walked over to the M-ATV's rear. Opening the tail bed, he took out all the weapons that he had been given. Slinging the rifles over his shoulders, the Shotgun under his arm and the handguns in his right hand. He would take his left arm and close the bed again.
Getting back inside, he stomped his feet on the mat inside of the Yacht club. Nodding his head a couple of times as a few of the people who lived on the island longer then him were going on guard duty. Walking back down the hallway, he made his way into the Dinning room again. Carefully setting the weapons down onto the table's top, he looked at the two. "A deal was a Deal. Now, I will be training others who don't have much experience with firearms soon, plus I'll be leading the Exterior Security teams when we go out into the city to clear out the buildings and try to build humanity back up again." Sitting back down in his chair, he would pick up his glass of water and drank some of it. Placing the glass back down, he would put his hands together on the table as he looked at Alex. "Now, you and I have gotten off on the wrong foot. Let's start over again. I'm Commander Damen Smull, U.S. Navy officer. You can Call me Damen or D."
"...We will not go quietly into the Night! We Will Not Vanish without a Fight! We're going to live on, we're going to Survive" ~Damen's Beginning for his Rally Speech
Post by Joseph MacMillan on Mar 1, 2017 11:40:16 GMT -5
Sitting down in the Medical Office, Joseph sat and worked on transcribing the notes from all the medical exams (including his own when he arrived earlier in the day) conducted today, taking care to keep each set of notes with each file and thinking, This has to be the most organized place I've been in since the ball dropped on this world we live in...and in this day and age, that's a good thing. Finishing up the last of the exams, he was about to get up when he heard a knock on the door; looking over, he saw it was one of the medics who'd helped with all the exams earlier. "You need anything else, Doc?" she asked.
"No, I'm alright....Haley, right?" Joseph asked; when she nodded, he said, "That was good work you and the others did today getting everyone through Medical and all...good work," getting up and walking over to the door. Offering Haley and handshake, he added, "I mean that...that was good work, all of you, good work."
After Alex had swallowed what he had left in his mouth, he too stood up with his hand on the table with his eyes closed.
"I'm professor Alexander Hunt, ex-BAU member and teacher of animal biology and human phycology." He then opened his eyes and stared Smull down, "call me Alex but I still don't like you..." Alex then arranged his guns so that they were lay out in front of him. He then checked to see if they were fully loaded and reloaded his magnum with the bullets he removed earlier.
Post by Charlotte Hartfield on Mar 4, 2017 9:31:07 GMT -5
Lottie smiled and swung her gun strap over her shoulder. She took her switchblade and flicked it open and closed, lost in her own world. Occasionally Charlotte would look up to see Damen and Alex converse . She rolled her eyes at hearing Alex's words "-but i still don't like you...". Lottie decided that it was time for her to excuse herself and head back to her room. She pushes against the table, the chair scrapping backwards before standing up. "Well I don't know about you guys, but i am pooped." She stretches and yawns. "See you guys in the morning", she salutes them and walks off heading towards the room, thinking of how comfortable her bed looked.
Post by Damen Smull on Mar 4, 2017 10:05:33 GMT -5
Upon hearing Alex's response, he laughed slightly at how he said that he still didn't like Damen. Shaking his head, he stood up again and moved away from the table. "Yeah, I hear you on that one Charlotte. And as for you Alex, it's no wonder why you were by your self until you ran into her. It's a shame really, because you seem like a smart enough man to talk to. Except for the fact that you have a superiority complex that makes you blind and spiteful. So when your ready to pull your head out of your ass and want to talk, I'll be around. Have a good night Mr. Hunt." Damen just shook his head once more and started to head into the kitchen. There was one person he noted that didn't join them at the dinner table, and that was the Doctor that cleared them through. Stepping into the kitchen, he prepped a quick meal for him. With a glass of water, he walked out into the hallway. Walking towards the exam rooms, he placed the glass of water onto the plate and opened the door. Grabbing the cup he stepped inside and saw that the doctor was talking to a female that helped with everything.
Walking in further, he placed the plate and cup of water onto the desk. Looking at him, he waited for them to be finished talking before he said to him. "I wanted to thank you for getting us through medical as fast as you did. I saw you weren't with us at dinner, so I decided to bring you a plate of tonight's dinner as my thanks. Well, it's getting late. So I'll be heading to bed. On the second floor is a few rooms that each room has two beds in. So I would recommend you get up there and get a room Doc. Have a good night." Walking out of the room, Damen began to whistle a tune from the late Guns N' Roses, Patience. Stepping into the stair well, he began to ascend the stair case and when he reached the second landing, he sniffed the air a couple of times. "That smells familiar...who was getting lucky in here?"
Shrugging his shoulders, he went through the door and walked down the hallway to his and the younger ladies room. Taking off his BDU water camouflage button up shirt so that he had his black under armor shirt now exposed, he walked in. Seeing the girl, he smiled at her and said. "Sorry about that. Alex seems to have a few issues and or Demons that he needs to sort out. Well, have a good night sleep." Going to his bed, he pulled the bullet proof vest off and slid it under his bed. With his SMG, he propped it against the nightstand. Laying down, he exhaled slowly. "Now that...feels wonderful..."
"...We will not go quietly into the Night! We Will Not Vanish without a Fight! We're going to live on, we're going to Survive" ~Damen's Beginning for his Rally Speech
Alex nods his head to himself before placing each gun in his backpack. He swings his bag on to his shoulder and head upstairs to the room that he'd been allocated. Once inside the room, he leans his bag and shot gun against the wall and strips himself of his jumper, shoes and sock before going to his back to retrieve the ornaments from his back. He sets each one on the bed-side cabinet before pulling back the covers and sliding himself under them. Alex then folds his arms behind his head on the pillow and gazes at the ceiling before drifting off into a well deserved sleep.
Post by Joseph MacMillan on Mar 5, 2017 12:23:01 GMT -5
Just as Joseph began to walk back into the office and finish up everything, there was a knock on the door of the Medical office; it was Commander Smull, bearing a few gifts.... Walking in further, he placed the plate and cup of water onto the desk. Looking at him, he waited for them to be finished talking before he said to him. "I wanted to thank you for getting us through medical as fast as you did. I saw you weren't with us at dinner, so I decided to bring you a plate of tonight's dinner as my thanks. Well, it's getting late. So I'll be heading to bed. On the second floor is a few rooms that each room has two beds in. So I would recommend you get up there and get a room Doc. Have a good night."
"Thank you," Joseph said, "but it wasn't just me; the medics also did their part as well." Looking over at the window, he saw that it'd grown dark outside. My, how time flies again, he mused; turning back towards the commander, he added, "Thanks for the plate and everything, but with two patients to nurse back to health nearby, I'll probably crash in the Angels' Lounge next door for tonight. You have a good night as well, Damen," shaking the man's hand with a firm handshake before heading back inside.......thirty minutes later....
Finishing the last of dinner, Joseph got up from his desk and stretched; hearing a few pops and cracks as he did, he thought, Ahh, the ravages of middle-age. Picking up the plate and empty glass, he walked over to the dining hall and set them down for one of the night dining crew to retrieve; after a brief check with the medics to see how both Quentin and Dana were doing, he stepped inside the Angels' Lounge. Sitting down on one of the sofas' inside, Joseph leaned back and within moments was fast asleep, thoughts of the past couple of days drifting away....
Post by Charlotte Hartfield on Mar 5, 2017 13:21:40 GMT -5
Lottie literally threw herself on the bed and released a loud sigh. She quickly got under the covers and scrunched them up, enjoying the feeling of clean sheets and cool cloth. She propped up her pillow and rested back on it, her arms bending back so her palms rested on the back of her head. "Wonderful indeed...goodnight Damen" and with that Lottie slowly drifted off, one foot dangling out the bed.
Post by Hannah Madison Emritz on Mar 5, 2017 17:45:20 GMT -5
Before falling asleep "That we shall love...that we shall. For now...lets get some rest. My body feels like I was running an Iron man challenge." Hannah snuggled up with Sarah and kissed her on the lips before falling into a deep sleep. The next morning
Hannah had awoken early, like she has been for the last few years. Even if a place was safe or felt it, she could never shake that sense of threat and danger from the back of her head. Waking up, she felt Sarah was laying up against her and had an arm around her. Lifting her hand up to her mouth, she gently kissed it. Gently placing it where her head was, she slid out of bed as gently as she could without waking Sarah up. Putting on her under armor underwear and her workout bra, she put her hair into a pony tail. Picking up everything that was thrown around in the room and put them away back into her back pack. Laying on the cold floor, she placed her knuckles onto it as her feet were spread out. Hannah began to do a workout that helped her shake those earlier feelings that caused her to wake up. Once she lifted herself in a pushup on the fifth turn, she lifted her left hand off the ground and began to do a one handed push-ups. After rotating from each push-up and each hand, and after four reps of 18 push-up's, she laid flat on the floor. Rolling onto her back, she brought her knees up and began to do sit ups. Feeling her heart starting to pound deep inside her chest and sweat was starting to glisten off her skin, she would do five sets of 10 sit ups. Getting up after breathing fast a bit, she looked at Sarah who was still sleeping. Smiling at her, Hannah felt lucky in having her.
Walking over towards a wall, she lowered her center of gravity as she placed both hands onto the floor. Kicking her legs up, she would balance herself like a wooden plank. After a few moments of holding her weight like that, she would spread her legs outwards and lifted her left arm up and placed it around her stomach. Standing on her one hand with her legs balancing her. Closing her eyes, she would breath slowly. This was an old workout that she did before going out on a hunt for items to steal. Slowly lifting her legs back up, she would bend her knees outwards and crossed her legs together in an Indian style sit. If one thing that could be said about Hannah, is that she was pretty flexible and strong in her arms and legs. undoing her legs now, she would lift her legs back up and lower to the floor. Standing up and opening her eyes, she was happy with herself. Cracking her neck, she went back to her bag where she retrieved a half full water bottle. Undoing the cap, she drank some of the water as sweat covered her body. "just like the old days..." she said lightly to herself. Looking over, she would smile as she saw Sarah looking at her at this point. "Well, good morning beautiful. Sleep well? Hehe." A smile came across her face as she sat down on the edge of the bed and rested a hand on top of Sarah's.
Post by Sarah Sharpe on Mar 5, 2017 19:08:44 GMT -5
Waking up to the sight of Hannah was a beautiful sight indeed to Sarah; propping herself up on her elbows, she smiled a friendly, earnest smile. "Oh yeah, slept like a babe in the woods," she said, climbing out of bed clad only in a bedsheet and joining Hannah as they stood. Looking out the window, Sarah saw that the storm clouds and blizzard conditions had gone away, replaced now by a bright sun overhead, clear and cold skies and lots of snow covering the docks, the frozen Detroit River and the city beyond. "That looks so beautiful out there," she said, kissing and nipping at Hannah's cheek a few times, holding her close at the waist. "We get dressed out there, maybe we can have ourselves a snowball fight out there....what do you say, lover?" winking at Hannah as she waited for a reply...
Post by Hannah Madison Emritz on Mar 5, 2017 19:27:46 GMT -5
Waking up to the sight of Hannah was a beautiful sight indeed to Sarah; propping herself up on her elbows, she smiled a friendly, earnest smile. "Oh yeah, slept like a babe in the woods," she said, climbing out of bed clad only in a bedsheet and joining Hannah as they stood. Looking out the window, Sarah saw that the storm clouds and blizzard conditions had gone away, replaced now by a bright sun overhead, clear and cold skies and lots of snow covering the docks, the frozen Detroit River and the city beyond. "That looks so beautiful out there," she said, kissing and nipping at Hannah's cheek a few times, holding her close at the waist. "We get dressed out there, maybe we can have ourselves a snowball fight out there....what do you say, lover?" winking at Hannah as she waited for a reply.
Standing up from the bed to let Sarah get off, they both walked over to the window to see the sun beginning to reflect off the snow covered grounds and the Icy waters of the River. It truly was a beautiful sight. "Yes is does look so beautiful ou-" She was cut off as Sarah wrapped her arms around her waist and began to feel the kissing and nipping on her cheek. Catching her breath, she let it out slowly and shaking as her back had a shiver go up her spine. Leaning into Sarah, Hannah her left hand on top of Sarah's hands and her right hand reaching back and gently cupping the back of her neck. Hearing the idea, she smiled at the thought. "But first my beautiful Lover, we need to shower and get something in our bellies. We burned a lot of calories last night. Theeen...we will go outside and play in the snow."
Turning her head, she looked up at Sarah with a smile. Leaning up, she kissed Sarah passionately. Breaking the kiss, she opened her eye. Turning in the arms of Sarah so that her arms were resting at the small curve of Hannah's lower back. Running her own hands under the sheet and across her skin, she Held Sarah back in return. "I liked that nickname you called me last night....Mistress Hannah. Has a kinky ring to it." Smirking, she kissed Sarah's neck and gently nipped the spot a few more times before breaking the hug so that she went to her bag to retrieve clean clothing and her cleaning kit. Looking back, she winked at her as she walked into the bathroom, but left the door wide open.
Post by Sarah Sharpe on Mar 5, 2017 20:00:22 GMT -5
"Yes is does look so beautiful ou-" She was cut off as Sarah wrapped her arms around her waist and began to feel the kissing and nipping on her cheek. Catching her breath, she let it out slowly and shaking as her back had a shiver go up her spine. Leaning into Sarah, Hannah her left hand on top of Sarah's hands and her right hand reaching back and gently cupping the back of her neck. Hearing the idea, she smiled at the thought. "But first my beautiful Lover, we need to shower and get something in our bellies. We burned a lot of calories last night. Theeen...we will go outside and play in the snow."
"Oh yeah, I could probably eat a horse right, now," Sarah quipped, adding with subtlety, "or a Hannah, either one...definitely a Hannah," grinning from ear-to-ear at the entrendre she'd laid out there in front of Hannah. Truth be told, there wasn't likely to be much activity outside of Belle Isle; with as much snow as there was from yesterday's snowstorm, today was liable to be a rest and recreation day for most everyone not on watch.
Hearing Hannah mention the nickname Sarah had given her last night, Sarah blushed a light, pleasant shade of pinkish red. "it wasn't just a nickname, Hannah," she said, looking over at her. "No one's ever broken my will last night the way you did; it felt deliciously sexy the feelings I had last night...it was like I was another person last night and it just felt wonderful." After a few moments, Sarah added, "Just remember: out there and everywhere on the Island except in here, I'm in charge....in here, Mistress Hannah, you're in charge." Watching as Hannah broke away so that she could grab a shower and get some fresh clothes, Sarah watched and thought, "God, I love that woman...."
Post by Charlotte Hartfield on Mar 6, 2017 4:38:39 GMT -5
The next morning
Lottie woke to the light of the sun, which was currently warming her back. She doesn't know how she manages it, when she falls asleep she is in a normal position but when she awakes, the bed sheets are on the floor and her arms and head are dangling over the side of the bed. Her mother used to label her 'the clock', like the hands of it she rotated in the bed nearly every hour. And being the clock came with its downsides. Such as it did this very morning. Lottie groaned in pain as she repositioned her neck from the weird position that it was in. Her stomach growled and she groaned again. "It seems like something doesn't want me to sleep..." She remarked quietly to herself.
With a grumble and groan, Alex sits himself up in the bed and rubs at his eyes to clear any unwanted sleep. He looked around the room to see if all of his belongings were still there but had to squint because of the sunlight that came streaming through the window. The dark storm clouds had cleared giving the sun enough opportunity to show all of its glory to Detroit and gave courage to the birds to start singing their tunes. It made Alex smile for the first time after the medicals. It gave him hope to that the world could go back to normal.
After sitting in the bed for a few more minutes, taking in the sights and the sounds, Alex swings his legs out of the bed and stretches his limbs, hearing the satisfying pops and clicks of his bones and muscles. He then stands up and changes into a clean pair of jeans and jumper but leaves his hair a mess and leaves the room to get some breakfast.
The morning sun rested on Damen's face, heating it up. It caused him to open up his eyes. He had fallen asleep and awoken in the same position as he had laid down on the bed. Sitting up, he looked at how Charlotte was laying. It caused him to laugh a bit. "Yeah, it seems so Char. Well, time to get up and see the damage that storm caused. But first...I think I need to hit the shower." Swinging his legs over and onto the floor, she stood up and leaned back slightly. His back popped a couple of times. Going to his bag, he pulled out a pair of spare clothing. Walking out, he could hear the people of the building stirring about. Walking into the hallway, he made his way down towards the showers that Sarah had told them where they were. Turning on the one light, it lit up to show a line of showers that each were in it's own stall. Taking his boots off and setting them on a bench, he placed his clean clothing on the bench as well. Walking over to a long rack, he pulled off a long white towel and hung it over the stall he was going to use. Stripping down to where he was clad, he stepped into the stall.
Turning on the hot water, he felt it was first cold and then slowly went to hot. It caused him to groan a bit. In each stall was a bar of soap and a tall white bottle of shampoo. Cleaning himself, he made the shower last as long as he could. But with things that might be needed, he made it last half as long as he wanted it to be. With all the grit, dirt, and soap washing down the drain, he turned off the water. Grabbing the towel, he dried himself and stepped out as he wrapped the towel around his waist so that he wasn't flashing anyone that walked in the room. Grabbing the clean underwear, he slid them on so that he didn't need the towel anymore. Placing the towel onto the rack to dry, he began to get dressed, not knowing if there was anyone in the room with him or not, he just didn't care at this point. Once fully dressed and his boots laced to go, he unrolled the sleeves to his uniform so that if he was to go outside, he wasn't going to freeze. His dirty clothing in one hand, he began to leave the shower room and started to walk down the hallway again. Going into his and Charlotte's room, he placed his dirty clothing onto his bed. Reaching under the bed, he grabbed his weapons and bullet proof vest. Strapping the holster for his handgun to himself and then sliding the Bullet proof vest over him. He was sorta ready to go. Slinging his Submachine gun over his shoulders, he left the room again and began to walk towards the stairwell. Opening the door, the smell he had smelt the night before was now a tad bit stronger. Waving his hand a bit, he said out loud as he walked towards the stairs leading down. "Wooah! What, did someone shoot an episode of Girls Gone wild, Detroit edition last night while I was asleep? Good Gravy did it get stronger in here....wooh." With a quickness in his step, he hurried out of the stairwell and down onto the ground floor.
When his boot lightly thudded on the floor outside of the stairwell door, he took in a deep breath of fresh air. Walking down the hall a bit, he went into the kitchen as the staff was prepping breakfast. "Good Morning everyone, such a beautiful day we have here."
"...We will not go quietly into the Night! We Will Not Vanish without a Fight! We're going to live on, we're going to Survive" ~Damen's Beginning for his Rally Speech
Post by Hannah Madison Emritz on Mar 6, 2017 9:54:53 GMT -5
After taking a quick shower, she gotten dressed and let her short blond hair to hand down to dry on it's own with the air around her. Sliding on the clean clothing, she looked at herself int he mirror and saw the bite marks from last night's love making. A smirk was on her face as a shiver of pleasure pang through out her body. With the dirty underwear and workout bra in hand, she walked back into the bedroom still smirking. her eye looked Sarah up and down. "Well, if you play nicely today...maybe you'll get your wish of what you want to eat today. Oh and Love..." She said as she placed the dirty clothing into the bag, she would then head over to where she placed her boots and weaponry at. "You might want to find something to cover up your neck...unless you want to walk around and let every heart in Belle Isle break after seeing your battle wounds from last night."
Sitting down in a chair, she slid her boots over to her and slid her feet into them. Tying the laces on each one, she sat up and leaned into the chair as she watched what Sarah was going to do. The smirk still evident on her face as her eye went up and down on Sarah, examining her like a prize she had just won. Her necklace was hanging over her tank top, the pentacle shining from the shower's water had cleaned it of it's grime and dirt that was on it. Leaning her head onto her hand, she winked at Sarah. "I think it's time for you to get clean my Lover." Standing up, she grabbed all her weapons and began to place them all where she liked them to be at. Once it was settled on her, she would go back to her bag and retrieved her half mask and slid it over her face and then down to her neck to rest. Grabbing her sunglasses, she set them in her hair as she felt sorta ready. Thinking of what she needed, she needed something that had long sleeves. Digging through the bag, she didn't have anything for the cold weather. Sighing to herself, she realized that her winter coat was out in the rig still. Turning around, she walked over towards Sarah before she could make it fully into the bathroom. Her arm wrapped around Sarah's waist and pulled her close to Hannah. Leaning up, she kissed Sarah on the lips and whispered into her ear.
"And I meant what I said last night. I love you Sarah. From now until my dying breath. I will always love you my Sweet." After one more kiss, she unlocked the front door and stepped on out, closing the door behind her so that Sarah had privacy. Moving quickly, she reached the stair case without a hitch in her step or a hinder in her walk. As she opened the door, she heard the Commander's voice from a floor below her. "Wooah! What, did someone shoot an episode of Girls Gone wild, Detroit edition last night while I was asleep? Good Gravy did it get stronger in here....wooh." Smiling to herself and blushing a bit, she waited for Damen to leave the stairwell. Once the bottom floor door closed, she began her own descent. When she reached the second landing, she sniffed the air and smiled even more. It was both they're scents and it turned her own a bit knowing at what they did had left they're scent inside the stairwell still. walking again, she made it to the ground floor and walked right for the front door of the Yacht club. She wanted to see how much snow was truly on the ground. When she gotten to the door, she saw that there was about three feet or even more on the ground. Nodding her head, it would take a good while for the snow to be shoveled by hand. Pulling the keys from her pocket for the big rig, she opened the door and rushed as fast as she could over towards Goliath. But with so much snow on the ground, she was pretty much making a trail right for her rig.
Reaching it, she climbed up and kicked her boots on the steps. Opening the door, she slid inside and put the key into the ignition and turned the heavy Diesel engine on. Letting her foot down a couple of times, black smoke shot out of the Exhaust Stacks as the Engine roared a few times. Turning on the heater, she wanted it to be nice and toasty inside of it. Climbing into the sleeper section of the rig, she grabbed her winter coat and zipped it on. Going back to the front, she climbed out of the rig and went to the trailer. Opening the two heavy doors, she climbed on up and began to look around. She had a few heavy chains, but no piece of steel on what she wanted to do. Grabbing the chains, she jumped out of the trailer and walked to the front. Setting the chains down onto the steps, she unhitched the trailer and had it resting on it's Legs. Unhooking the trailer from the rig's hoses, the Rig was free. Walking through the snow towards the garage, she saw that one of the smaller pick up trucks had a big plow hooked up to it. Raising an eyebrow, she knew that that little truck wouldn't be able to plow through the snow with how deep it was. "Hey! Why don't you hook that plow to my rig? My truck can plow the snow with ease."
The two mechanics looked at each other and shrugged. An hour later, they were hooking the plow to her rig and setting up the wiring for it into the rig's cab. When she was given the green light, she climbed on up into her rig. Flipping the switch, the plow blade came down and dug into the snow. Shifting gears, the engine roared to life as she put her foot on the gas pedal. The sound of the metal blade scrapping across the asphalt was heard as she began to push the deep snow around across the island and was making room for everyone else to be able to move freely.
Post by Joseph MacMillan on Mar 6, 2017 12:19:40 GMT -5
"...wake up, Joe, wake up..." Hearing someone's voice in his ear, Joseph slowly woke up inside the Angels Lounge', lying on the sofa instead of just sitting asleep as he had been; peeking an eye open, he smiled when he saw Kara lying next to him, also having looked as though she'd slept pretty well too "Morning," Joseph said quietly, kissing her on the cheek as they both got up. "Thanks for the blanket, babe," he said rather dryly as he pulled - or tried to pull - the blanket back over him, only to have Kara pull the blanket back from his grasp.
"Come on, get up...get up," she said, getting up from the sofa and pulling - with some mock effort from Joseph - him up from the sofa as well. "You must've changed before getting some sleep as well, babe," Joseph said to her as they stood, holding each other close. While he was still dressed pretty much as he was when he arrived yesterday, Kara had apparently switched out from her clothes yesterday into sweats and long-sleeve t-shirt which had a sheriff's badge on the front with the words "McDowell County Sheriff's Office" underneath. "You know, we could just stay here all day, enjoy each other's company...," he began, only for Kara to playfully swat him away.
"Yeah, and I'd like to practice the horizontal mambo with you, but you got a couple of patients to attend to," Kara replied, bringing him back to earth - figuratively speaking. Snapping his fingers with a mock 'darn it, I was so close' kind of tone, he kissed her once more and said, leaning back a little, his arms still hooked around her waist, "I guess I should get to work...first, though ," leaning back in to kiss her tenderly on the lips. "Anyway," he added, reaching over to grab his stethoscope and jacket, "it would appear that I do some work to do, babe," walking past her - and playfully swatting back at her as he did. Yeah, I do have some work to get done today, he thought as he headed outside and began walking towards the infirmary, and the day isn't getting any longer either...
Post by Sarah Sharpe on Mar 6, 2017 15:11:55 GMT -5
"Well, if you play nicely today...maybe you'll get your wish of what you want to eat today. Oh and Love..." She said as she placed the dirty clothing into the bag, she would then head over to where she placed her boots and weaponry at. "You might want to find something to cover up your neck...unless you want to walk around and let every heart in Belle Isle break after seeing your battle wounds from last night."
"Oh, there'd be a few whose hearts probably broke last night," Sarah replied, her hand almost absent-mindedly touching her neck where Hannah had left her marks on her the night before, "but they'll get over it," smiling as Hannah added, "I think it's time for you to get clean my Lover."
"Yes, Mistress," Sarah said, biting her lip and smiling a bit more at Hannah's command but before Sarah could head off to grab herself a shower, Hannah held her close and added, "And I meant what I said last night. I love you Sarah. From now until my dying breath. I will always love you my Sweet."
"And I love you as well; from now until eternity," Sarah replied, blushing a little bit but otherwise keeping her composure; as Hannah headed outside, closing the door behind her, Sarah turned and walked over to the bathroom, pausing to once again admire the marks on her neck and thinking, who needs tattoos?....
....thirty minutes later.... Looking - and feeling - as though she were a newborn creature, Sarah walked out of her bedroom, dressed in her usual all-black ensemble: long sleeve blouse with long coat over top of it, black jeans, Sketchers. Pausing to admire herself a moment or two in the bedroom mirror, she stepped out of her office and stopped next door; edging the door open, she saw Elise, who'd spent the night watching over Sarah's daughter Meredith...seeing her enter, Elise said, "Morning, Sarah."
"Morning, Elise," Sarah replied, walking over to the bassinet and picking up her daughter, holding her gently in her arms as Meredith cooed and lightly giggled. "Sleep well last night?" Sarah asked as she gently rocked Meredith in her arms.
"Yeah, I tried to..kept hearing some strange noises from next door," Elise joked, drawing a blushing stare from Sarah followed by a laugh. "Ha, ha," Sarah said; after several minutes of holding her, she gently placed Meredith back in her bassinet as Elise added, "Dr. MacMillan called up here; he wanted to talk to you about yesterday."
"He did?" Sarah replied, looking over at Elise and saying to her, "I'll head down to Medical and talk to him there; no sense dragging him away from his work." Before Sarah could turn and head to the door, Elise asked her matter-of-factly, "She's the one, isn't she? Hannah?" The question floored Sarah for a second but rather than brush it off, she simply looked at the Ontario woman and replied, "Yes...yes she is, Elise. She is the one." As they stood there in Elise's quarters, Sarah half-expected her one-time lover to say something tort about it...instead, Elise walked over and gave Sarah a friendly hug, saying to her, "Sarah, I'm happy for you. I mean that, I'm happy that you finally.....and what's that on your neck, girl?" Elise added, pointing to the marks on Sarah's neck.
"Oh, just a few little love taps," Sarah demurred, adding, "and no, I'm not covering them up either, Elise; they look natural, like they were meant to be there." After a few happy-go-lucky sighs, Sarah said, "Look, I gotta' head downstairs and talk to the Doc; watch over Meredith for me....you need anything, you've got your radio, don't hesitate to call, okay?"
Shauna Kelly: That helped, thank you
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Ayita Hunt: dang, January was my last post.. Jeez it's been a hot minute. o7 guys, sorry for the complete disappearance, life got.. a little interesting this year.
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