[James Calmara]

1530
Armoury
Outpost
P-0967


Turning into the mid-size room not far from the open area where the stargate was housed. James Calmara checked in with the airman manning what was now the armoury for the expedition. The limited amount of millitary personnel that had made the first trip made for a short guard and patrol roster. Calmara had placed himself on the list as senior enlisted he felt it necessary he take his turn.

Taking and signing for a P90 and vest he grabed the list from where it hung and looked it over. He bearly managed to hide a smile when he saw the name of who he was paired with. Maj. Destiny Andre.  

He did recall that they had mentioned in a passing 'what if', the possibility of a guard duty pairing. He managed to disguise the recignition with a head nod and then placed it back in its holder.  

He slipped on the vest and looked back to the door to see Destiny come walking through, fought a huge urge to stop what he was doing and go and hug her. It had been a couple of days since they had any meaningful contact. Differing sheduals and responsibilities had seen to that, but it seemed this galaxy liked the improbable. The problem was here even a smile could be risky, but he gave a little flicker of one when he acknowledged her "Major looks like your stuck with me or I'm stuck with you which ever way round you prefer."   

He moved round and picked up his weapon again as he pointed to the map of the base on one of the outposts displays. "Looks like our routes half decent. Parts are a bit lonely and out of the way, but helps never to far away so I don't see any issues. Anywhere in particular you want to start? He commented hoping the Des would pick up on the subtle references to the fact they would be alone just the two of them for a short while. Alone with Des, on an outpost, in the middle of a  jungle, a romantic setup if there ever was one, and one he intended to enjoy with the woman who meant the world to him  

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[Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre]

1531
Armoury
Outpost
P-0967

Destiny couldn't believe her luck knowing that James was the partner for patrol duty. It was hard to not go running down the hall and jump into his arms when she would see him. The pilot prayed that they would be able  to find time for just the two of them while on patrol. Might as well make the most of the opportunity while  they had it. Since the two had decided to venture down the new road of being a couple, it seemed like they got even less time together. Sure they saw each other almost every day, but it wasn't the same. The major missed being in James' arms - being near the one that held the most important part of her, the heart. Did the engineer even know how much the female cared for him? How whenever he entered the room, all she wanted to do was run into his arms and curl in his embrace? Did even know how in his arms, the brunette never felt more safe - as if knowing that no harm would ever be fall either of them? As hard as it was being in a relationship that needed to be kept secret, those moments alone made it all worth it.

Walking into the Armoury, Destiny gave a small smile, wanting to just reach over, hug and kiss him. Stupid rules. They really knew how to kill a person. The major grabbed a P90, tucking it into the side, nodding, turning to face the engineer. "Guess so. Remains to be seen if that will be a good thing or not." She held back a wink, focusing more attention than need be on getting bullets and everything ready. Glancing over at the map, the pilot had to smile slightly getting the subtle code. "We should start here, then work our way back. You never know what could be lying in the outer most boundaries. I don't think anyone has really been out that far any way." Glancing over at James, the young woman waited for the reply and the reaction. Even if the expression on the face might not change, the eyes would be enough to show what he was thinking. The eyes always gave so much away whether people knew it or not. You could read so much from the eyes if you ever just really looked. The moments ticked by as Destiny stood there. She wanted to get this patrol started because the sooner they started, the sooner they would have some time alone. The major made sure not to show anything while they were still on base, though it was getting harder and harder where they were standing now. If they didn't head out now, the pilot wouldn't be held accountable for the actions that would possibly follow. Again, stupid rules. "So what do you say Sergeant. Should we get started? Could take awhile. I know that I have nothing to do for the rest of the day. Made sure to give as much time to this as possible." She gave a small smile, turning back full attention to the map. The less she really looked at him the better, at least for now.

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[James Calmara]

1531
Armory
Outpost
P-0967

The reply he got was a subtle code as well, but Calmara caught on to the meaning, the opportunity to be together free of any pretence was to much to pass up. He locked eyes with Destiny for the sort while he took to respond. "Thats definitely somewhere we need to focus and spend some time on. Last thing we need is surprises in the more populateds areas." The positive return mesage given Calmara turned his attention away from the burnette pilot, as hard as that was, focusing on obtaining the right amount to ammunition clips checking the fireing action, and ensuring he had the correct amount of consumables. Sneeking the occasional glance in Destinys direction.  

He started to move to the door as Des asked about making a move.  keeping a neutral expression he nodded respectfuly towards his secret girlfriend, and if there wasn't a hint of code in there "We need more officers like you Major, easy to follow the likes of yourself. I've got the time to spair as well, might as well make best use of it." This time he did offer a grin, a grin he could get away with. "Aftsr you of course Major."  

Being close by the gateroom and the control room, there was a fair amount of activity near the stargate. Turning up one of the corridors that led away, he bobed his head in polite acknowledgement of the person posted to cover that particular access to the gateroom  they travel down the corridor exchanging the odd word about the design and the visable data access points. Calmara cradled his P90 with both hands, outwardly to look ready but more to stop them straying in Des direction while still visable.

They negotiated a dog-leg in the corridor, Calmara looked all around over his shoulder two or three times, his eys meeting Des once or twice which had him grinning. Happy they were alone he let out a sign let his weapon hang and threw an arm around Destiny, pulling her close for a quick peck on the cheek. "An' I think we are alone. Missed you Destiny. He said softly now they were alone at last.  

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[Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre]

1532
Armory
Outpost
P-0967

Walking out of the Armory, Destiny couldn't help but blush as James' comment. She knew he wasn't trying to hint at their relationship or anything along those lines, but still, she couldn't help but blush some at his comment. Even though they were dating, it still meant a lot. "Thank you Sergeant. It does mean a lot to hear that. Some are all about the rank, but as I'm sure you can see, that doesn't define someone to me." She replied, giving a nod to a few of the personnel that saluted while walking by. There were those in the military that were all about the rank. Each rank seemed to give them more and more power. It didn't matter, in their eyes, how well they performed the job, they were an O-5, or O-6. They could do almost whatever they pleased. Then there were those like this pilot. You could be just a private, and she wouldn't care. If you performed the job to the best of your ability, that was all that mattered. At rank was just a rank, and quite frankly, only seemed to give more responsibility. A rank only showed so much. It was only a part of who you were in the military in her mind. For this major, it didn't completely define you. The reason whenever off duty, she made to that everyone around her knew it. Off duty, she was an equal - just one of the crowd.

1533
Jungle
Outpost
P-0967

Walking out of the outpost, Destiny felt a jolt of excitement. Soon they would be able to be on their own. Soon they could stop looking behind their shoulder for the time being and finally show the feelings they were holding back each and every day. They could finally be the couple they wanted to be and didn't have to hide a single thing. Smiling over at Jake, the pilot rested her head on his shoulder, letting her own weapon fall at the side, wrapping her own arm around his waist, tucking her hand in his back pocket. "I missed you too Jake. Finally how you can miss someone so much when you see them almost every day." Stopping for a moment, the major leaned up, placing a small kiss on his lips, smiling against them.

After a few moments, she pulled back wrapping the other arm around him, giving him a hug, letting out a content sigh. "Sometimes I really hate the military rules. There are some days all I want to do is just give you a simple hug or kiss whenever I see you in the room. Other days aren't so bad - almost fun, but I rather be like this than running around in secret." It was true. Sometimes it was exciting have a secret relationship, but most of the time it was annoying when all you wanted to do was show everyone who you were with and cared so deeply. "How has it been here for you? I know we see each other every day,and you've kind of told me, but not in the way I really want to know. As your girlfriend - not as a major." She smiled, resting her head back on his shoulder, waiting to stay as close to him as possible. These times together were precious and she always made sure to make the most of them.

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[James Calmara]

1534
Jungle
Outpost
P-0967

Stoping with Destiny, he closed his eyes for a moment as they kissed opening them to be met with the familiar sight of the brunette smiling while they were still lip to lip even those big brown eyes were smiling, of the moves Des had this was by far James favourite.  

Calmara nodded in agreement as she broke away momentarily before leaned against him again. The engineers arms circled and held her waist almost on there own.  

Thinking for a moment while still holding Destiny. "Each galaxy and assignment has its own challenges. The one thing that's making it easier is knowing your close by, shareing the experience. At the moment I think I'm still likeing the sneeking around phase, slipping off to spend time with you, honey. I think part of that is every man still has a boyish side, and boyish side likes secret agent stuff, which this feels like at the moment." He admited with a grin thay started slight and then grew and spread to cover his features. "That said the other day I came from  the second level and you were stood facing the gate something in hand, reports I guess, it took every ounce of restraint I had not to hug you from behind. That was hard." The grin partially slipped to a frown as he related this. A dislike for the rules surfaced as well as they tended to when he dwelled on the obstacles thay had to being together.

He shook these off, "Still were both here now making the best of what we've been dealt, shall we?" a motion of his head indicating the little trail outside the building. "The boys on my team are growing on me as well. The first few outings have been tough in parts but we've had a bit of a laugh as well. So things are looking promising there. He added as they walked along, James arm still round the pilots waist, he wanted to be as close as posable in the times they had alone and together. As they walked he would occasional glance up at the structure, from past experience he was counting on a part that was not that obvious to get to or for anyone to observe. They deserved a little hide away, he felt.

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