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bewildered. “I’m sorry,” she repeated, taking a moment to calm down. Her blood was boiling, and she had a strange feeling it wasn’t from the anger.
Aeronth visibly swallowed. Is he nervous? “I feel horrible for what I said before. It wasn’t right. You didn’t deserve it.” Aeronth stood a full thirteen inches taller than her. They were so close that Jana could smell him. Not a real scent, but more like a feeling. It made her weak in the knees, but she forced that from her mind. Being so close to him was unnerving.
Oh god, I want to kiss him. She actually considered it for a minute, biting her bottom lip, head tilted full back to look him in the face.
“You were right. I don’t know anything about you.”
Unconsciously she laid her hand on his arm. “Would you like to?” she whispered. He reached up and touched her face delicately as if afraid she would break. Jana closed her eyes reflexively, drinking in his touch. Please. Please... All too soon, the moment was over.
“I can’t do this,” he told her. He was walking away before she realized what happened. The only sound was Jana’s heart thundering in her chest in synchronization with Aeronth’s receding footsteps. I can’t believe I just did that. I’m such an idiot! How could I even think he would...never mind him! What was I doing? In the end, she decided to chalk it up to a temporary lapse of reason. Her hunger was forgotten.
A few hours later, the door opened again. Gordon’s hair matched his brown eyes, which seemed just a tad too far apart and made him look a bit like a fish. He wasn’t much taller than Jana, but he was stocky.
“Can I help you?”
His voice was gravelly. “I came to bring you this,” he said, handing her a bottle of water and a trap of food. “You haven’t eaten anything yet and it’s still too early for Juice.”
“Thanks,” she said, taking a sip of water and shuddering. “I’m not a big fan of water,” she admitted as she set it on the floor.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”
Jana only laughed. “No, don’t be. It’s just something from when I was a kid. My parents were obsessed. They used to make me drink water all the time. Obsessive and paranoid, when they were actually paying attention.”
“And they let you join the military academy? That doesn’t make sense.”
Jana looked at him. She grabbed the bottle of water and swirled it around for a second, inspecting it. Aeronth’s face popped into her mind. “There’s a lot of things that don’t make sense,” she said, tipping back the bottle, taking a swig, and wincing in distaste.
13. A Rough Landing
“One hour until target is reached,” the ship’s pilot announced over the intercom.
“You heard the woman,” Jana said. She fastened the utility belt around her hips. It was black, with small holders and compartments. From the locker in front of her she took a compass, plasma flare gun, water, and a handful of tiny orange packets. Then, Jana grabbed the helmet off of the shelf in the locker. Around her, the others were doing the same. She cast a sidelong glance at Aeronth in his tactical suit and took a deep, slow breath. As if he knew she was looking, Aeronth turned his head her way. Immediately Jana snapped her attention back to her own locker, cheeks flushed.
She looked at her reflection in the tinted visor of the helmet. Pull it together. When fully suited up, the helmet hooked into the tactical suits and provided vitals readouts in the Heads Up Display along with a hundred other cool features.
“Let’s go,” she instructed the others. She managed to look at Aeronth without swooning. Jana was in mission mode, and not even he could avert her attention now.
Jana was the last one to board the speeder; the ship they were on currently was too big to land planet-side. She closed the hatch and saw the others securing their things and stepped into the stasis compartments lining the walls.
Each of them had a backpack with
Aeronth visibly swallowed. Is he nervous? “I feel horrible for what I said before. It wasn’t right. You didn’t deserve it.” Aeronth stood a full thirteen inches taller than her. They were so close that Jana could smell him. Not a real scent, but more like a feeling. It made her weak in the knees, but she forced that from her mind. Being so close to him was unnerving.
Oh god, I want to kiss him. She actually considered it for a minute, biting her bottom lip, head tilted full back to look him in the face.
“You were right. I don’t know anything about you.”
Unconsciously she laid her hand on his arm. “Would you like to?” she whispered. He reached up and touched her face delicately as if afraid she would break. Jana closed her eyes reflexively, drinking in his touch. Please. Please... All too soon, the moment was over.
“I can’t do this,” he told her. He was walking away before she realized what happened. The only sound was Jana’s heart thundering in her chest in synchronization with Aeronth’s receding footsteps. I can’t believe I just did that. I’m such an idiot! How could I even think he would...never mind him! What was I doing? In the end, she decided to chalk it up to a temporary lapse of reason. Her hunger was forgotten.
A few hours later, the door opened again. Gordon’s hair matched his brown eyes, which seemed just a tad too far apart and made him look a bit like a fish. He wasn’t much taller than Jana, but he was stocky.
“Can I help you?”
His voice was gravelly. “I came to bring you this,” he said, handing her a bottle of water and a trap of food. “You haven’t eaten anything yet and it’s still too early for Juice.”
“Thanks,” she said, taking a sip of water and shuddering. “I’m not a big fan of water,” she admitted as she set it on the floor.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”
Jana only laughed. “No, don’t be. It’s just something from when I was a kid. My parents were obsessed. They used to make me drink water all the time. Obsessive and paranoid, when they were actually paying attention.”
“And they let you join the military academy? That doesn’t make sense.”
Jana looked at him. She grabbed the bottle of water and swirled it around for a second, inspecting it. Aeronth’s face popped into her mind. “There’s a lot of things that don’t make sense,” she said, tipping back the bottle, taking a swig, and wincing in distaste.
13. A Rough Landing
“One hour until target is reached,” the ship’s pilot announced over the intercom.
“You heard the woman,” Jana said. She fastened the utility belt around her hips. It was black, with small holders and compartments. From the locker in front of her she took a compass, plasma flare gun, water, and a handful of tiny orange packets. Then, Jana grabbed the helmet off of the shelf in the locker. Around her, the others were doing the same. She cast a sidelong glance at Aeronth in his tactical suit and took a deep, slow breath. As if he knew she was looking, Aeronth turned his head her way. Immediately Jana snapped her attention back to her own locker, cheeks flushed.
She looked at her reflection in the tinted visor of the helmet. Pull it together. When fully suited up, the helmet hooked into the tactical suits and provided vitals readouts in the Heads Up Display along with a hundred other cool features.
“Let’s go,” she instructed the others. She managed to look at Aeronth without swooning. Jana was in mission mode, and not even he could avert her attention now.
Jana was the last one to board the speeder; the ship they were on currently was too big to land planet-side. She closed the hatch and saw the others securing their things and stepped into the stasis compartments lining the walls.
Each of them had a backpack with
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