It took about half an hour, but Jamie finally apologized for being a sexist jerk and Narmada came out of hiding in her old clothes. The major disapproved at first, but when Narmada sent him a look that said "Tell me not to wear them and see what happens", he kept his mouth shut.
"Captain Nicholls and I both have duties to perform," Jamie explained, a bit flustered, after he changed back into his uniform, "which means we shall have to leave you two alone for the rest of the day."
Narmada seemed perfectly content with not having to spend any more time with Mr. Stoic-Commando-Sexist-Jerkface, but I wasn't terribly pleased. I wanted to spend more time with James, get to know him better and that wasn't going to happen if I never saw him. My friend, however, seemed to be a mind-reader because when James had to leave, she announced loudly, "Don't worry, Diana, you'll see lover-boy later tonight."
My entire face turned beet red and I hid my face behind my hands. James stood in front of me and fumbled awkwardly for something to say until Jamie took hold of his elbow and practically dragged him out of the room.

"You're making an utter fool out of yourself, James."

"I could say the same about you!" James retorted. "I've seen the way you look at her, Jamie. You've never looked at anyone like that before."
Major Stewart scoffed at the idea. "If you are implying that I have a romantic attraction to Miss Cumberbatch, I can assure you that is completely false."
"Oh, I'm sure it is," James grinned.
"Well, it's not like you're any less obvious!"
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"Oh, please. Escorting her all over the damn place, offering her your elbow and your bed, smiling at her when she's not even looking."
James looked down at his hands. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he said slowly.
"I'm sure you don't."

"Narmada, are you determined to ruin my life?" I screeched.
"What on earth do you mean?" Narmada replied, feining innocence.
"You damn well what I mean. First, you tell him that I'm in love with him."
"You are," she interjected.
I grimaced. "And second, you call him my lover-boy! He's going to get the wrong idea about me!"
"Oh, you worry too much."
"No, I worry exactly the right amount. You can never worry too much." (Who knows where I got line...? XD)
Narmada patted my shoulder and smiled. "Let's just... forget about the past five minutes and go do something interesting. Alright?"
"Like what?"
"Well, since Mr. Sexist doesn't want me to wear his uniform, let's go steal somebody else's uniform!"
I grinned. Being mischevious was fun. "Let's do it."

Keeping as quiet as we possible could, the two of us snuck out of the room via window escape. Narmada looked around us, realizing that no one was anywhere nearby, and ran towards the nearest building. "How exactly are we going to steal a uniform if everyone's already wearing them?"

"Well, everyone here has two uniforms, right?" I nodded. "That means we'll just have to steal one uniform from two different people."

"Ah..."

We remained silent until we accidentally ran into Sergeant Perkins. And I do mean literally. "Ah, well if it isn't the lovely Miss Hiddleston. Hoyou're you today, miss?"

I swallowed nervously, unconsciously shuffling closer to my friend. "F-Fine, sir. Just fine. Now if you'll excuse us, we have to-"

"Are you even allowed out of your room?" he asked coldly.

I glanced at Narmada, who shrugged. My two years of ROTC started to kick in and I shakily replied, "Yes, sir. I believe so, sir."

He raised his chin in the air, his eyes narrowing his eyes at me. "Are you sure?"

I nodded. "Quite so, Sergeant." With lowered eyes, I cleared my throat. "If you'll excuse me, sir, my friend and I need to go speak with Captain Nicholls."

He dodged stifly at me. "Carry on, then."

Don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this... Crap, as usual. XD

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