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    <<Captain Emma Grace LuBan - Doc Downgrade>>

    Emma wanted to ask the boy if he had looked into a mirror recently. Discharge? Seriously? Instead she just smiled as she watched the Doc readjust himself. She hated to take all of that lovely growth away. Something very manly about facial hair. She then pondered just trimming it down to the level of scruff. That would be very lovely indeed. However, this was military and Doc was on a new assignment. And his new boss had an ego problem. Clean shaven it was.

    "You can't die on me, I have to torment your life for a whole lot longer than this Greg." Her voice had softened as had her eyes. She gently combed through what was a mangled mess. This had grown much more than the man had realized. It truly qualified for a beard. One worn by a mad man by the looks of him. Its tinges of red that often revealed itself on a blondie assisted it looking somewhat fierce. A darker tone would have sold the bill. Something about blond hair seemed less threatening.

    She began to quietly hum and then actually sing the lyrics of a little tune as she found a pair of scissors and trimmed away the excess. It would make the process go smoother and quicker. If he was truly a bleeder there was no need to aggravate what could be overly sensitive skin. No telling what the disease that had taken grip of him had caused. The song brought her to a place of melancholy. Emma's mind dancing about memories and pangs of guilt. She remained silent as she moved on to retrieve the brush and foam. A small smile broke through and the pace of the song picked up momentarily. She loved the foam, creating it, applying it, playing in it. Her eyes reminded her that this was the Doc before her as she stopped her fingers just in time, returning to her somber rendition of the song and methodical application of the work before her.


    teehee!!

    <<the song - Volcanos - Damien Rice (our little chaplain is Damien Rice - if you hadn't made the connection!)>>

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    ((Med Bay))

    Greg held still to avoid getting cut. "Obviously, we have years and years to annoy each other ahead of us."

    He couldn't identify the song, but mused on if she was implying anything. 'Have to wonder who's 'I' and 'you' in that.' As she used the razor, he relaxed, she obviously wasn't going to accidentally cut him and it wasn't really as hard as fiction liked to make it look.

    Still, it was an uncomfortable closeness, his mind wandered back to three-way conversations on Shanstid. And he realized Doug Simmons was right. He really was incapable of being just friends.

    How much of his feverish rambling had she heard about? His own memory was starting to come back, and he was pretty sure he'd talked about a variety of odd things. Suddenly he remembered talking about the baby. "Have you talked to Foster since I got out of Iso? He heard all my feverish delusions, and I need to kick his butt if he talked about anything I said."


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    <<Captain Emma Grace LuBan - Doc Downgrade>>

    "I look forward to each and every one." She cooed. She slowed in her endeavor and made deep eye contact. Emma's fingers trailed affectionatley down the bare chin of the completed side of his now smooth flesh. Signs of the Doc back to normal glimmered through, yet, the exhaustion of his earlier won battle prevailed. Deep in his eyes his thoughts darted about. Intrigued she wondered just what was warring about in that feverish mind.

    Biting her lower lip to forestall a grin or even a snicker. "Foster?" She caught her tone and turned it to an opportunity to taunt her foe before her. "Hmmmm, he shared a few enchanting little tales. Not that any came as any form of surprise." She paused and tousled his hair slightly to get a better angle at the now abundant sideburns. Her lips strayed close to his ear as she murmured, "Your reputation does proceed you." She slowly receded as she watched for signs of a squirm. Wetting her lips, she inspected her work. Returning to the task at hand as she returned to her tune. It left the question hanging in the air open for ruminating.



    teehee!!

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