> > > Selara came in without announcement, and smiled that he would have
> >dinner
> > > waiting. "How are you, Sam?" she asked, "I hope you had a better day
> >than
> > > mine..."
> > >
> > "Well, it may be about the same. I am afraid. Tell me about yours
> >first..."
> >--
>
> She flopped down in a chair. "Oh, some Jobian traders are getting uppity on the
>Salek Run. Lost two of my gunships getting that dilithium shipment. Ah well, some
>days you lose some, some days you win. Oh, and it looks like I'll have to leave the
>station tomorrow for a bit. I wanted to tell you an
> easier way, but I don't think there is one."
>
"Sorry about the losses, mostly our loss of time to enjoy each other... " Sam
said with a smile.
"Well, I have an uneasy thing to tell you too. It seems that my next assignment is
a high profile exploration mission. High profile meaning lots of press coverage.
Press coverage that I am ordered to take part in, like press conferences and one on
one interviews. There may be some questions about ssignificant others, and I wanted
to talk to you about that. I know that you are not necessarily into the relationship
thing, and enjoy a certain privacy. I just wanted to let you know what was what, so
we could make a few decisions... Like what type of exposure you are willing to endure
to keep seeing me...." he said uneasily. He was obviously taken with the pirate, and
was honestly trying to give her the utmost respect without sounding klingy...
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- Chris
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