Lafiel Tarrant

[Lafiel]

Lafiel read standing in a blue dress eagerly reading a message it was from Sir Humphrey Appleby of the Foreign an Colonial office as she reached the end her face lit up with joy she put her PDA on her desk she couldnt hide the joy she was feeling as she turned into a blonde blurr as she went to run out the door but turned back to scoop up her PDA an ran through the corridors of the ship in the direction of Olivers quarters. As she turned a corner she tripped on an out of place bulkhead almost knocking down Captain Foster the white haired man had caught her before she could hurt herself he let go of her after she was steady an spoke his aged voice warm but a bit crackly, "Whats all the Hurry Lady Tarrant you shouldn't be running around a ship it is by far the least place for it an you could have a painful accident." Lafiel gasping for breathe spoke her eyes glinting with joy, "Head for home Captain head for home set a course for New London immediately. Exscuse me I must talk to Oliver." The captain looked dumbfounded at her words an her lack of heeding his as she took off again his voice called to her,"Steady on girl. walk on the level two there is a lot of equipment being transfered around dont want it getting damaged or you hurt." he grumbled something to himself about putting her under lock an key.

For Lafiel the lift couldn't go fast enough to level to two when the doors opened she raced dodging equipment an boxs both agily an graceful she squeezed between her bickering proffessors their faces registering shock at the blonde streak that past them but there argument resumed as if nothing had occured. She stormed into Olivers quarters her voice screaming joy, "Oliver we are headed home. We are going home. Take a look at this message." Her eyes found Oliver who was standing just outside his bathroom with a towel rapped around him an his side arm present he quickly lowered it at the sign of no threat. Lafiel gazed quickly looked to the window an her cheeks began to turn crimson as shock registered. Oliver seeming unfazed calmly spoke, "Do you mind giving me five minutes." Lafiel didn't respond she dissapeared as quickly as she had burst in an stood facing the wall as the door behind her closed.

She gazed at the bolts in the bulk head calming herself the crimson had turned to a pink hue against her alibaster cheeks. Oh my she thought I didn't mean to do that oh how embarrasing maybe I should go. But she looked at her PDA once more looking at the message of Sir Appleby an her embarrasment took a back seat with the hope of home. So she waited patiently

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