'Cause There's No Nicer Witch Than You

[Marcus Kane]

Marcus walked along the hall, moving toward the next cadet on his list. He was making rounds tonight to make sure that everyone knew what was expected tomorrow, as this was their first working shift as cadets. He was switching some things up, so he wanted to personally talk to each and everyone one of them about making sure everything went perfectly tomorrow. Their smoothness meant it looked well on him--if they screwed up then he looked bad and he would take it out on them. There was less chance of that if he told them each what he expected.

He knocked on the last door, and wanted for her to open it. Blake, Aurora. She was good. He could see her moving up quickly when she made the guard. When. Not if, because it was clear she was going to make it though he had not told her that. You could tell about some. You could see when they had what it took, and when they lacked the ability to do what needed to be done. When the door opened, he looked up with a slight smile; "Do you have a minute?" He asked, though it was clear by his tone that this wasn't a request.

[Aurora Blake]

By some grand stroke of luck Aurora had the day off. She could prepare for the next day, mostly by taking this day without training or boring theory slowly. She had gotten up later than usual, had cleaned her apartment and then had gone through her clothes. Thanks to her grandmother – someone who was actually still born on the ground – she could fix her clothing. Tracy had taught Aurora how to sew, crochet and knit when she was just a kid. Aurora loved doing it. Her clothes usually lasted her very long and even if they didn’t, she could just make something new out of them.

Aurora was just at fixing a few of her pants when she heard the knock on the door. The brunette didn’t expect anyone to come by, her friends knew this was her day off before the first working shift. They knew she wanted to spend that day alone and relaxing. It might be something important or just one of the friends needing emergency help, though, so Aurora got up to open the door in the state she was in: Meaning only hotpants, which barely covered her ass – she was at home, she could wear that – and a figure hugging top, that accentuated her curves in all the right ways, at least in her eyes. Aurora knew to use her body, but right now she was actually dressed for comfort, as she opened the door for her superior. Now he was the kind of person she shouldn’t necessarily dress like that around. She couldn’t feel bad for it either. Marcus Kane, her Senior Officer was good looking himself and the way some of his shirts clung to his muscles should be illegal.

“Senior Office Kane.” Aurora smiled at him, stepping aside to offer for him to come inside. “Of course I have a moment. Take a seat, please. Do you want something? A drink?”

Marcus Kane

[Marcus Kane]

“Senior Office Kane.” Marcus looked up when the door opened--and then looked over her head. She didn't have pants on. He was certain of it. Aurora opened the door and let him walk in and he almost didn't but the idea of her standing there like it when the door was open so anyone could see when they walked by didn't sit well with him so he stepped in. “Of course I have a moment. Take a seat, please. Do you want something? A drink?” She turned to walk toward the table, and Marcus' eyes fell over her back side.

She was wearing pants of some sort but they didn't count as pants. He made his eyes jump back to her face before she turned around. "No, I came to talk to you about tomorrow as I am changing a few things, and I want to make to make sure that everyone knows what is expected." Maybe if they sat he wouldn't have to see her not there pants. Only thing about them. A lot. Walking over to the table, he pulled out a chair and waited for her to sit before sitting. "I want you to cover the kids' masquerade rather then the hall. We want the kids to have fun, without getting out of control." Which was why he was putting her there. She looked less stern then Shumway.

[Aurora Blake]

Changes in the plan. Damn it. But at least he was a good enough supervising officer – senior officer – to go and tell the people about it. Otherwise she might have appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, with the wrong idea in mind. This way she could prepare for the new task, not that she expected it to be that much different than what she was prepared for already. In essence a lot of things in this job were similar. Once she had gotten used to it, she was sure it would be routine and easy for her. Aurora sat down as he did. She pushed a few of the clothes she had on the table to the side – the table was basically covered in it, there was no way he could put anything down on it without her moving the things on it.

“The masquerade.” Aurora stated almost shocked. It was usually something only the best ones were supposed to go to as the kids might get out of control. His explanation however was very logical. A woman would not be as intimidating as a man, maybe the kids would be happier with that. “Are we afraid Shumie and his buddies could spoil the fun?” Actually she knew they would. They were just like that, showing off, overstepping the boundaries just to feel powerful. “I won’t disappoint you.” Aurora knew, if it got out of control, she shouldn’t hesitate to call backup. It was no sign of weakness, as some of the men seemed to think, it was just a logical way to try and deescalate. She was just about to say something, as the speakers came to life:

“Solar flare alert.
An x-class solar flare has begun on the starboard side of The Ark.
All citizens must report to the nearest shelter zone immediately.
This is not a test.
This is a solar flare alert.”

Great, something she did not expect and that meant they, both of them, were basically trapped in here, as there was no way to tell how fast the flare traveled. “This is a shelter zone.” Aurora pointed out, though she probably didn't need to. Most of the living quarters, even in the poorest stations, were. This was probably not how he expected to spend his afternoon. “Do you now want a drink?”

Marcus Kane

[Marcus Kane]

She seem pleased with his choice, and even teased her fellow cadets. Marcus knew he couldn't show favoritism toward any one cadet so he had to hold back his smile at her words toward them. They were overly arrogant, and while they showed clear signs of being able to do the job--he also knew chances were they'd enjoy the power. As long as they didn't abuse it, then he had no control over how they would be as officers--unless he got his promotion. Then he would have some control.

She almost continued speaking but then the warning sounded. Damn it! Marcus pushed to a stand. He didn't like the idea of being trapped in here with her. Not that he didn't enjoy her company--but she wasn't wearing pants, and her underthings were on the table. It left him uncomfortable. Not emotionally, but physically. He was a young man, and while he didn't date--he was working on his career--he did enjoy spending time with women. "Since it appears we will be here for a while, sure." He took her up on her offer and didn't sit down.

[Aurora Blake]

What choice did they have? They would have to stay here. Aurora knew the next shelter zone apart from the living quarters was a bit away, so to leave and go there would be impractical. She guessed Marcus Kane knew that as much as she knew that herself. She could go and still sew, she supposed. But first Aurora went to her storage fridge. She had a few things stored there. Bending down to get the lowly stored drinks, she accidentally put her backside quite on display. The woman never even thought that this could have an effect on him, not right now. Right then she wanted to be polite, offer him something worthwhile for his stay.

“I have water, obviously” Aurora began to say as she pulled the bottles out. “I have isotonic juice aaaaand moonshine. Which one? Or mixed?” Balancing the three bottles, she turned around to face her superior, smiling openly at him. She wanted to make the most of this, which could easily include getting to know each other. Nobody was there to judge them after all. Nobody would ever be any wiser about what would happen between them behind closed doors. Not that she thought something would happen. That still didn’t mean that she didn’t think about things. Aurora saw Marcus. He was perhaps one of the best looking men on the guard. From what she could see he was nice and clever on top of it and those muscles and hair, any woman could get week in the knee from that. Aurora didn’t even notice she was staring at him, more specifically his lips, as she was lost in thought of how great he was.

Marcus Kane

[Marcus Kane]

Marcus waited until she had turned from him before taking a deep breath and looking toward the door. When he looked back at her she was bent down and it had caused the not there pants to slip some. He was supposed to be the professional, and her superior. He knew that commenting or suggesting she put on more clothes would be unprofessional. He was supposed to be stoic and not notice her attire. Only he wasn't stoic. He was a man in his 20's and enjoyed women and she was tempting him.

It took a long silent moment before he realized she had stood and turned and had asked him something. "Anything is fine." He really hoped that was a good answer. Marcus wasn't sure what she had asked. He did noticed she was staring at him though, and that meant she was as affected as he was. Which meant being stuck in here wasn't a good idea. It was dangerous. For them both.

[Aurora Blake]

Aurora had not heard his reply at all. That might be a problem. But at the same time she knew she could attempt to charm her way through the awkward situation that was building here. She had to get herself under control. He was her superior. He was her very, very painfully hot superior. Any other day she would probably actively flirt and try to make a move, maybe try and tempt him into a meaningless round between the sheets, but that was more than complicated in this case, even though he was the most handsome man that she had encountered on the Ark so far, which, again, did not make anything easier. The brunette poured them both a glass of moonshine. Leaving the bottles at the counter, she walked over to the taller man. She held the second glass out to him.

Without waiting she took a generous sip . The familiar burn of the moonshine – and unfamiliar trace of raspberry flavor – was a welcome distraction from the man who stood so close to her. She knew, if he would touch her in any way while taking the glass, she knew she would not be able to control herself anymore, which was less than ideal. But it was inevitable right now. Since she was smaller she had the perfect of his chest and the muscles. “You’re so handsome.” She hadn’t even thought to say it, but she had. For a moment she didn’t even realized she had said it, but when she did she blushed. 

Marcus Kane

[Marcus Kane]

She walked over to him, and held out a drink. He reached for it, and his fingers brushed over her's while he did. He stared at his chest for a moment, before telling him he was handsome. Screw it. He was fucked anyway. Might as well enjoy it. His fingers let go of the cup, uncaring that it fell to the ground, while both hands came up to quickly cup her face before his mouth went down on her's.

Marcus deepened the kiss, and his hands moved down to her hips as he turned her so that the table braced her and he could lean into her; then one of his hands moved back up to the back of her head to hold her close. He wasn't thinking about his rank over her, or how this affected them. He was only thinking about the moment! And the moment said kiss her!

[Aurora Blake]

One glass followed the other to the floor, shattering into uncountable pieces, as Marcus cupped her face to crash his mouth against her. Even though she felt attracted to him, might have fantasized about him, partially hoped about getting somewhere with him, Aurora would have never guessed this could happen. Their lips met and unlike her completely not registering anything about the glasses and the precious moonshine, she reacted almost instantly, her lips moving against his, eagerly meeting every movement of his. Auroras hands came up to cling to his shoulders initially, until his hands on her hips gently guided her against her table. The brunette got the hint, leaning against it, as he really delved into it leaning against her, letting the passion and unspoken attractions speak in the way their lips moved.

Nothing mattered in that moment, the titles melting away, leaving only them, the two people kissing, as if the end of the world could come tomorrow. And if it came, she wanted to enjoy this moment at the fullest. One hand moved to the back of his head, as he held hers. Her fingers were running through his hair, enjoying the feeling of the softness, the smell that was so overwhelmingly him. Her other hand traveled other paths entirely. It lifted his shirt slightly, to feel the toned muscles and soft skin of his abdomen and his side underneath. Aurora moaned ever so softly against his lips, as her hand traveled up until it rested against his chest, feeling the muscles move with even the slightest of his movements against her. And still, she wanted more, but not without him giving her a hint to go further.

Marcus Kane