No Life Without Wife

[Alekay]

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Things were utter chaos. They had found the bunker, only to be locked out of it by Skaikru, only for them to be . . . gassed out, apparently. It was all enough to make Alekay still doubtful of the outcome. As if the turn of events hadn't been shocking enough, he was selected. Selected to go in the bunker. Truth be told, he never thought he would be given that chance. He had defected, Formed a rogue army to overthrow the once Heda. But, they needed warriors. They needed at least a few strong fighters. Thus, Alekay was chosen. Had he had any family left, he would have advocated for them. Had his friends not been chosen as well, he would have tried to convince someone. Not all of them of course, but a few. Saying good bye to those who were not was beyond awkward. Some were trying to fight their way in, others had accepted their fate.[break][break]

[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"

Alekay was making his way to the entrance as he watched the others haul Skaikru out. He wouldn't have thought much of it, had he not suddenly saw an all too familiar unconscious person. He paused in his tracks, realizing . . . she had not been among the chosen. He could just walk away and let Skaikru do their thing as he minded his business. But, he somehow couldn't just walk away. Instead, he walked towards the body. She was alive at least. He glanced around him, before looking back at the woman. Taking a deep breath, he scooped her up in his arms, confidently making his way to the entrance. He was of course stopped, but he explained that this was his wife. And he might have taken it a step further but she didn't need to know the details.[break][break]

Once inside, everyone was appointed a room. Fortunately, they had their own -- as most 'married' couples did. He put her on the bed before standing at the thresshold of the door, watching the hustle and bustle of the hallways. He was not going to be there for the grand action of closing the bunker doors. It was a bittersweet feeling. To say goodbye to all they knew, so many people they knew. To now lived in such a confined space. But Alekay was not going to let the deeper thoughts effect his mood. He was just waiting for Mel to wake up so that he could fill her in on their cover . . . and explain why they would be sharing a room for the next five years.

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Melz @C, A & R

[Mel Adeney]

Everything was happening so far. First they were told to move into the bunker, and she assumed that it would stay open for now. Since there was room, she had also assumed that it would be open to more then just her people. However, before anyone could think about what was happening--the door was sealed! Mel wasn't sure why but her first thought wasn't toward the fact that she was now safe, or the fact that they'd just left part of their people to die, or even the fact that she'd not lived above the ground, on the ground, and below the ground--it was of Alekay. It hadn't lasted long though, before the door was opened again and . . . . nothing . . .

Blinking her eyes slowly, Mel almost thought she was on the Ark. The metal walls with no view. But there was no hum. No sound other then voices muffled from the thin walls. She couldn't hear what they were saying but there was a faint sound of people talking. Pushing to sit up slowly, her eyes found Alekey and for a moment she instantly smiled a little at seeing him alive.

Then the memories came back, and her bows bent slightly. "What happened?" she asked, not knowing how she got here. Last she knew she had been in the courtyard looking up to the podium when the gas came.

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Alekay looked at her as soon as she stirred, taking a few steps towards her in the even that she try to stand up and she may still be dizzy from . . . however long she was passed out for. Time seemed to be a difficult thing to keep track of when there was no sun to look at. His eyes quickly searched her over to see how coherent she was, but she spoke. That was a good side. It didn't seem like there was any long term effects of the substance they used to render everyone unconscious.[break][break]

[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"

She asked what happened and, that was an answer he doubted she would actually like. But in true Alekay fashion, he said it as simply as he could -- and yet not simply at all --. "We're married . . . still." Still married, because they had used that excuse before. He let that sink in before he closed the door to their small quarters, and leaned against the wall to look at her. This space would be shared among them for the next 5 years . . . and somehow, that wasn't entirely unappealing to him.[break][break]

"And this is our room," he added on, indicating that it was their room, and not his or hers . . . further revealing the shared space. "Only for the next five years anyway." Trying to pass it off as if that was no time at all. Though truth be told, being stuck inside closed quarters such as this . . . Alekay wasn't exactly sure he was going to cope well with it. And he knew for certain, others of his kind wouldn't either.

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Melz @C, A & R

[Mel Adeney]

Mel

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I'm not strong. Stubborn maybe.

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Over their time of getting to know each other, Mel had gone from trying to figure him out, to thinking him an ass, to thinking of him as a friend. One that made her feel more then friendly, but still a friend. While the wife thing used to really annoy her, mostly because she had felt like an idiot at first . . . now she kind of liked it. She'd die before admitting that to him though. So when he told her they were still married, Mel rolled her eyes and pushed slowly to stand. The room tilted slightly, but since she was moving slow it didn't make her stumble. After a few blinks everything sorted it's self out. "Alekay," she warned almost exasperatedly (even though she liked it when he teased her to call her wife, telling other people was taking it too far), but he kept going.

This was "their" room. For the next five years!? Mel stared at him, wanting to run at him and make him open it before pushing him out! WHAT!? "What have you done?" She asked slowly, not even bothering to ask if he was joking because she knew that with him you just knew--KNEW--he would do it. She wasn't sure what had happened, and nothing was making sense right now. Her head was starting to hurt from trying to sort it out and shake off the--"Was I drugged?" The gas. Someone had gassed everyone! Her hand lifted to touch her forehead. Something else was occaring to her too. He was in the bunker. He was in the bunker! That was really good but . . . how??

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