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[quote][b]Asmodeus (Oct 22, 2001 07:21 p.m.):[/b] Nathan stood outside her door and wondered. His left hand contracted around the small slip of paper that carried the address Vaisou had given him. Old scar tissue pulled as the skin contracted, but he was far too used to it to notice. The door was just like the rest of the doors in the corridor, completely without adornment, aside from the 2-A-7 designation plate. These rooms didn't house permanent residents. They were set aside for the new recruits, here for their six month training before their ship and base assignments. This room was special only because of what it contained. What it might contain. Vaisou could be lying. Vaisou could be telling the truth. He wasn't sure what frightened him more. After his instatement, he had watched over Katera as closely as his duties permitted. He had tapped into the camera in her room at Command School, watched her sleep fitfully, watched her stare blankly at the ceiling before she was called away for meals and classes. It was torture, and Vaisou knew it; otherwise, he would never have allowed him video access. And now...and now Katera was here, and Quistin and Vaisou were not. All he had to do was knock. [i]What if...[/i] Frightening possibilities that he had not once considered during his long stay at the IA compound danced through his head now. He had not spoken to her in four years. Aside from the picture Sol had felt guilty enough to show her, she had not laid eyes on him that entire time. [i]What if she's angry with me? What if she doesn't want to see me? What if...[/i] [i]What if she doesn't love me anymore?[/i] He looked at the bell, mesmerized, before the same cold control that had gotten him through his training pushed to the front. He had come this far. He wasn't going to waste any more time. Either she loved him, or she did not; pausing her in the hallway would do nothing to change her feelings. She would see him, this once, and if she did not wish to see him afterwards, he would remove the hold from Quistin's transfer request and she could go wherever she wanted to. But he would see her first. Instead of ringing the bell, he placed his hand on the palmpad instead. It recognized his signature and security level, and the door slid silently aside, revealing the dark interior of the little cell. Before he could change his mind, he stepped inside, his eyes adjusting as the door closed behind him. He did not her in his initial rapid scan of the room, and he was about to relax a little, thinking perhaps he would have to wait for her to return, when he heard a light sigh from the general direction of her bunk. The next second, her faint, nearly indetectable scent reached him, and his breath came more quickly, his heart beating a little faster. [i]Katera[/i]... He wanted to call out to her. He didn't want to frighten her. He wanted to give her a chance to make him leave. He wanted all these things, and yet he found himself beside her bunk, looking down at her. She was...older. More worn. Tiny lines near her eyes, tiny lines near her mouth...her hair seemed faded, her skin too pale, as if some of her color were missing. She was lovely. All the control he had been so proud of, all the composure he had thought nothing could take from him ever again came crashing down and left him weak and open, and it was more for his stability than by design that he knelt next to her bedside as his knees gave way. She was six inches away, and it could have been six miles. He could not touch her, could not move. Instead, he did what he had done since the moment he left her four years ago. He waited.[/quote]
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