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Tales from the North...Part 1

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Miria was annoyed…

Oh sure, this had been her idea, and it had sounded like a good idea at the time.

...but she was still annoyed.

They had been training together all this time as a team of 7 after all, it would be good for them all to learn how to work in smaller, more

covert teams.

It was not unlikely that there would be times in the future were they would be separated or forced to split up, and Miria's

idea was a good step towards preparing for such an event.

They would train together for a week then split up into smaller groups the next week, and then regrouping a week after that. Training with

different pairings each time, a great way to build trust and teamwork, it had sounded like SUCH a great idea at the time.

Miria had been quite happy with herself.

That is, until she got paired up with Helen.

"Miria!!!! Can we take a break already, I'm starving!!"

(Sigh) "Helen it has barely been a day, I know your appetite is larger then average, but this is ridiculous!!"

Oh yes, she was getting very annoyed, it was only the start of their second day, and she was already getting sick of being stuck alone with

her.

The girl did not understand the value of silence, nor the subtle art of not sharing your thoughts with others.

Miria was not entirely sure that it was possible, but she was almost certain that Helen was slowly killing her with her constant torrent of

senseless babble and complaints.

"But MIRIAAA!!!!"

"NO Helen! You are just going to have to wait until night fall; we will take a break then."

"Fine…." Helen finally replied after a long (but thankfully quiet) delay.

Hours of blissful silence passed by, they moved quickly and efficiently, scouting the area and looking for any useful material they could

salvage.

Miria was finally able to focus on training with Helen; things were going fine until…….

"Say Miria…."

"Yes Helen?"

"Have you ever gotten laid?"

Miria whipped her head around, her expression one of shock.

"What?!"

"I was just asking if you had ever gotten yourself laid, you always seem really tense and uptight, you seem to have a lot of pent of

frustration."

Miria felt a head-ache coming….a big one.

"Helen I am not….uptight….and even if I was, I do not think "getting laid", as you put it would help.

"Eh, Really?!"

"Helen, it is not even possible for us, you know what our bodies are like, and most men would not even attempt to approach us in the first

place."

"Bah! That's what Deneve said too; until I got her paired up with that guy at a bar that one time."

"...What?"

"Yeah, its not that hard really, I mean some guys are not really that afraid of us, hell some of them think that it's kind of a turn-on, the

whole warrior-woman with a big-sword thing."

"Are you telling me that you and Deneve have both…..?"

"Yup!!" Helen said with a smile. "It helped loosen Deneve up loads!! She used to be a lot worse then she is now."

Miria was at a complete loss for words, she could not even begin to imagine…..

"I tell ya, it's great though! Sure it's kind of an odd experience having to cover up my chest while doing it, but it's a great feeling to

know that your body is attractive to someone."

Miria managed to force her thoughts back into coherency.

"Helen…even if I was willing to go through with that, and I am not, there are no men or bars for that matter, up north anymore, and we

are also in hiding."

"Yeah, I suppose that's true" Helen sighed, looking disappointed.

"Let's get moving Helen, we have wasted enough time."

"Fine, fine"

Just as Miria turned, around Helen shouted out, "I got it!!"

"Got what Helen?" Miria asked cautiously, trying her best to purge her mind of the ideas Helen had managed to jam into it.

"You could always try pleasuring yourself! It's a great stress reliever." Helen said with a smile and a wink.

Miria was once again at a loss for words, I mean...how was she supposed to respond to that?!

After a few moments, Miria decided how, she turned around and started walking away...fast.

"Miria! Wait up! If you don't know how I could give you some pointers!!" Helen shouted, in swift pursuit of her commander.

Miria just sped up. Refusing to turn around...Annoyed was no longer the word Miria would use.

Mortified was a much more suitable word now.

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