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Simon watched as Ambers laughter and spirits seemed to lift her mood dramatically from where they were headed at ht mention of Greenland. That mission had so many good memories attached to it, the first of which was getting on the phone with Nigel and getting him to use Watch technology to send an ordinary drop a bit outside of town full of Simon's winter gear. Which, once they returned for the mission debrief, Darcy had labeled as "a misuse of Watch resources", and given Simon a weeks probation for it. Even still, the memory made him smile.
As Amber laughed at the memory, she leaned onto him ever so slightly and Simon couldn't help himself from wrapping his arm around her back and taking hold of her opposite arm. Even through the cold, she felt warm. But when she was able to catch her breath and mention him by name, he felt the warmth grow inside and he rubbed her arm a bit before looking out over the ice city again. His face became a bit more stoic as he felt his brain going a million miles an hour. So many things he wanted, no, he needed to say. When would he ever get another chance? What if something happened to them before the mission was over? He had been given a second chance at this, and he wasn't about to blow it. Like someone had flipped a switch, Simon's mind went quiet and he looked down at Amber.
"Amber.....there's something I need to tell you. I should have told you a long time ago. Long before I came back, long before Singapore.......I...."
Simon's words were cut short as an unfamiliar voice cut through the moment and cause Simon to whirl his head toward the dark clad person. His expression was now one of annoyance and quite frankly, shouted: "I want to punch you in the face." But the man had called on them by name, and what's more had just brought up the subject of Leandra and Laohu.
He looked down at Amber once again, a bit apologetic before he lowered his arm and stepped forward towards the man, fists tightening as the knuckles of his gauntlets began to whirr to life.
"And just who in the hell are you? What have you done with our friends?!"
Jimbo watched as Simon began to make his move, but when the new addition to the scenery entered and addressed Simon and Amber with their names, Jimbo was stepping forward as well watching the man, his hand resting on the handle of his .50 Cal under his arm.
@SilverFlight @Bolts @Flutterby @Kharmin @Lioness075
As Amber laughed at the memory, she leaned onto him ever so slightly and Simon couldn't help himself from wrapping his arm around her back and taking hold of her opposite arm. Even through the cold, she felt warm. But when she was able to catch her breath and mention him by name, he felt the warmth grow inside and he rubbed her arm a bit before looking out over the ice city again. His face became a bit more stoic as he felt his brain going a million miles an hour. So many things he wanted, no, he needed to say. When would he ever get another chance? What if something happened to them before the mission was over? He had been given a second chance at this, and he wasn't about to blow it. Like someone had flipped a switch, Simon's mind went quiet and he looked down at Amber.
"Amber.....there's something I need to tell you. I should have told you a long time ago. Long before I came back, long before Singapore.......I...."
Simon's words were cut short as an unfamiliar voice cut through the moment and cause Simon to whirl his head toward the dark clad person. His expression was now one of annoyance and quite frankly, shouted: "I want to punch you in the face." But the man had called on them by name, and what's more had just brought up the subject of Leandra and Laohu.
He looked down at Amber once again, a bit apologetic before he lowered his arm and stepped forward towards the man, fists tightening as the knuckles of his gauntlets began to whirr to life.
"And just who in the hell are you? What have you done with our friends?!"
Jimbo watched as Simon began to make his move, but when the new addition to the scenery entered and addressed Simon and Amber with their names, Jimbo was stepping forward as well watching the man, his hand resting on the handle of his .50 Cal under his arm.
@SilverFlight @Bolts @Flutterby @Kharmin @Lioness075
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