{"id":17,"date":"2008-05-18T15:23:35","date_gmt":"2008-05-18T20:23:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=17"},"modified":"2009-04-18T00:28:20","modified_gmt":"2009-04-18T04:28:20","slug":"vong-war-annals-gubernatorial-flirtations-51808","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=17","title":{"rendered":"Vong War Annals – “Gubernatorial flirtations” 5.18.08"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0 Kartuiin<\/em>\u00a0<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “You’re moping.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “I’m not moping.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Tegan Dargan-Cannele rolled her eyes, levering herself off the doorframe and moving toward her husband, who drifted aimlessly, rearranging papers in his small office on Kartuiin.\u00a0 “You’re moving papers back and forth that didn’t need moving in the first place.\u00a0 What’s chewing on you, Alek?”<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “You know, I hate it when Command approves half a request.”\u00a0 He tossed a reader onto the desk and scrubbed a hand over his face.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Does this have anything to do with you poaching my advisor?”\u00a0 The governor of the Kartuiin Sector smiled wryly and eased forward to kiss her husband lightly.\u00a0 “What did they spring on you this time, sweetheart?”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Well, they gave me your advisor but won’t let her replace me.”\u00a0 He grimaced, lacing his fingers through her hair a moment before tilting his head back.\u00a0 “Makes it hard to stay here when the hub is there.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “I could always relocate,” she offered in mock-seriousness.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “The sector council would have a conniption.”\u00a0 He rested his forehead against hers, sliding his arms around her.\u00a0 “I’m going to have to go back.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Of course you’re going to have to go back.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He blinked, drawing back and staring at her, head cocked to one side.\u00a0 “You’re not going to argue with me about it?\u00a0 Not going to fight me on it?”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Tegan smiled sadly, reaching up to stroke his cheek.\u00a0 “How can I?\u00a0 They had claims on you long before I staked mine, Alek, and the Republic needs you where it’s going to need you.\u00a0 I knew that when I married you, and we both knew when I ran for governor that we might end up separated for long stretches.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “We didn’t expect another war, though.”\u00a0 He sighed quietly, kissing her forehead and hugging her tightly.\u00a0 “I guess you’re right.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Of course I’m right, Alek.”\u00a0 One hand snuck up his back, under shirt and jacket, strong fingers kneading at tense muscles.\u00a0 “I’ll call in the morning to make the arrangements for your flight back to Xenen.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “I can take care of it.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She dug her nails in a little.\u00a0 “I know.\u00a0 But I want to take care of it for you.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “You’re still trying to spoil me.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Succeeding, my love, succeeding.”\u00a0 Tegan grinned, rising on tip-toe to kiss him hard and fully.\u00a0 “They can have you tomorrow, or the day after.\u00a0 Today, you’re mine.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He smiled a little.\u00a0 “Skipping the theatre, then?”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “I’m thinking so.”\u00a0 She tilted her head to one side, an impish smile crossing her face.\u00a0 “There’s still that caf\u00e9 down in the city.\u00a0 The one where a professional researcher bought me a crawler and a cup of caf.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Alek raised a brow, grinning.\u00a0 “Should I be jealous of this researcher?”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Maybe.\u00a0 He really was quite dashing.\u00a0 Had a flare for the dramatic, though, so maybe you don’t need to worry too much.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Oh yes,” he laughed, “because I’m just so completely understated.\u00a0 Caf and crawlers it is, and then home to bed?”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Mmm.”\u00a0 She hugged him tightly.\u00a0 “Yes.\u00a0 Then home to bed.”<\/p>\n

~ Erin<\/p>\n

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