Authors Note: Hey, people. I've decided not to add the SG1 in this chapter, however be assured that they will meet up with Commander Ice in chapter 4. This chapter will introduce you better to Ice, and his relationship with Dash. Am I going soppy? Please tell me. Though, chances are I won't listen to you, cause I'm liking the way this is turning out. Still, if you scream loud enough, I will hear you.
BTY i'm not going to do a end note, I like the way the chapter ends, and I want you thinking about it instead of what I say. Does that make sense?
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The scent of blood, sweat, and fear assulted my nose, my body was battered, broken, pain was everywhere, I didn't black out from it only because of the dangerous amounts of adrenaline in my blood stream; the same blood thats smell was heavy in the air. I tried to move, but could only make weak, uncoordinated jerky movements with my arms. It was enough however, as inch by painful inch, I as able to train my stolen staff weapon over the slumped figure of the dead gaurd, and on to the door to the room. I could hear the heavy tread of the many Goa'old grow louder, and fighting the fear, and the lightness in my head, I supressed a painful spasm as the door was blown off its bearings, and the first of the enermy stomped through. I tightened my finger on the trigger. No mercy.
I awoke with a shock, and found myself face to face with a concerned looking Dash, my cocked sidearm an inch from her nose. With a shuddering sigh, I carefully safetyed, and replaced the weapon beneath my pillow. 'The tooth fairy would get the shock of her life if she visited me by mistake' I thought in amusment. Dash let her breath out. "you're lucky you were asleep, or else i'd kick your ass for scaring me like that" she shakely snapped. I did my best to look contrite, but the lingering effects of the nightmare had faded, and I had to try hard to keep a straight face at seeing the 'Holy Shit! I peed my pants!' look on Dash's face. She must have seen it, as she punched my arm. Hard. "Ow!" I complained "You said you wouldn't kick my ass!" I put on a hurt look, but staring at her seething face was to much, and I cracked up laughing. She tackled me in an instant, forcing me back onto the bed, and furiously pummeled me as I weakly blocked her blows, choking with laughter, "Enough," I gasped, from laughter and her rather hard hits to the abdomen. She ignored me however, and attempted to land a couple more blows. I was able to catch her hands, however, and quickly rolled us so I was on top of her. Looking at her face, I was about to start teasing, when I suddenly felt her heaving body beneath me, and became aware of the intimate proximity we were in. Including the fact that I was clad only in boxers, while she wore only panties and a bra. Fueled with shock, embarrassment, and... some emotion I couldn't identify, I managed a Matrix like spinning jump from my laying position, which looked impressive, and landed me on my feet, four feet away from the bed. I saw a wealth of emotions cross Dash's face, shock, confusment, embarasment, and... desire? They disapeared as quickly as they appeared, however, and she huffed, and got up "Just be thankful you got off easily as you did!" She quickly passed around me, and left the room before I could get my frozen mind to think up a witty rejoinder. I numbly sat down on the bed, my mind racing, as I tried to work out what had happened. Finaly, I settled on a sentense which seemed to wrap it up; 'It takes a lot more than that to get me off' I shuddered at the crude innuendo, and slowly climbed back into bed, to try to sleep. The sheets smelled like Dash.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Move your asses back into the fucking APC! NOW!!!" I was in an extremely bad mood. I hadn't been able to get back to sleep, and had shot my alarm clock when it had rung at five thirty. That had managed to catch the attention of my alert squadren, and five seconds later, thirty armoured troops had crashed into my room, babbling questions at the top of their voices, stupid questions like "Commander! are you OK!?" Of course I was okay! They could se me lying in my bed! All their idiotic questioning simply adding to my headache. They were lucky the only weapon within my reach was a sidearm, which wouldn't penetrate any armour. I managed to get them back in the APC and out of my room however very quickly with my... vigorous order, and sighed, knowing I'd have to get up.
We were headed back to main base so I could consult the Sat Map, and see what was happening. Numerous troops had moved into defencive positions around the new parimeter of my territory, so it would be well guarded against retaliatory attacks. My personal troops are primarily an attack squadren, and would serve better elsewhere. If you're thinking i'm babbling about controlling the entire squadren, I can understand its hard to comprehend. Basically, I made all the decisions about what the squadren attacks, defends, researches, builds, ect, but I put different people in charge. For example, Dash would control attack squads if I didn't. I guy name Sirous controlled defencive matters. We generally refered to him as 'Control' because of his constant... advice to other areas. A woman called Venus controled the civilian population.
Like I was saying, we were heading back to the main base, to confer with Control, and see how our defences were holding up. I also wanted to give my troops some leave in the Base Village, Tengart, which had a population of 500. It was perhaps the biggest village in Eutopia, probably because of the fact that that is where our origins lie. I decided to ride on the roof of the APC, however dangerous that was, especially as I wasn't in armour. The sun hadn't risen yet, and the night breeze was refreshing, and the sounds of wildlife over the comforting hum of the APC was relaxing. As I quietly reflected the past nights events, I sensed someone near. I had a pretty good idea who it was though, and didn't look around. My guess was confirmed, as the gentle weight of a warm body pressed against my side, and a lock of blond hair danced in the wind before coming to rest on my shoulder. We sat in a companiable silence, and together, watched the sun rise.
BTY i'm not going to do a end note, I like the way the chapter ends, and I want you thinking about it instead of what I say. Does that make sense?
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The scent of blood, sweat, and fear assulted my nose, my body was battered, broken, pain was everywhere, I didn't black out from it only because of the dangerous amounts of adrenaline in my blood stream; the same blood thats smell was heavy in the air. I tried to move, but could only make weak, uncoordinated jerky movements with my arms. It was enough however, as inch by painful inch, I as able to train my stolen staff weapon over the slumped figure of the dead gaurd, and on to the door to the room. I could hear the heavy tread of the many Goa'old grow louder, and fighting the fear, and the lightness in my head, I supressed a painful spasm as the door was blown off its bearings, and the first of the enermy stomped through. I tightened my finger on the trigger. No mercy.
I awoke with a shock, and found myself face to face with a concerned looking Dash, my cocked sidearm an inch from her nose. With a shuddering sigh, I carefully safetyed, and replaced the weapon beneath my pillow. 'The tooth fairy would get the shock of her life if she visited me by mistake' I thought in amusment. Dash let her breath out. "you're lucky you were asleep, or else i'd kick your ass for scaring me like that" she shakely snapped. I did my best to look contrite, but the lingering effects of the nightmare had faded, and I had to try hard to keep a straight face at seeing the 'Holy Shit! I peed my pants!' look on Dash's face. She must have seen it, as she punched my arm. Hard. "Ow!" I complained "You said you wouldn't kick my ass!" I put on a hurt look, but staring at her seething face was to much, and I cracked up laughing. She tackled me in an instant, forcing me back onto the bed, and furiously pummeled me as I weakly blocked her blows, choking with laughter, "Enough," I gasped, from laughter and her rather hard hits to the abdomen. She ignored me however, and attempted to land a couple more blows. I was able to catch her hands, however, and quickly rolled us so I was on top of her. Looking at her face, I was about to start teasing, when I suddenly felt her heaving body beneath me, and became aware of the intimate proximity we were in. Including the fact that I was clad only in boxers, while she wore only panties and a bra. Fueled with shock, embarrassment, and... some emotion I couldn't identify, I managed a Matrix like spinning jump from my laying position, which looked impressive, and landed me on my feet, four feet away from the bed. I saw a wealth of emotions cross Dash's face, shock, confusment, embarasment, and... desire? They disapeared as quickly as they appeared, however, and she huffed, and got up "Just be thankful you got off easily as you did!" She quickly passed around me, and left the room before I could get my frozen mind to think up a witty rejoinder. I numbly sat down on the bed, my mind racing, as I tried to work out what had happened. Finaly, I settled on a sentense which seemed to wrap it up; 'It takes a lot more than that to get me off' I shuddered at the crude innuendo, and slowly climbed back into bed, to try to sleep. The sheets smelled like Dash.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Move your asses back into the fucking APC! NOW!!!" I was in an extremely bad mood. I hadn't been able to get back to sleep, and had shot my alarm clock when it had rung at five thirty. That had managed to catch the attention of my alert squadren, and five seconds later, thirty armoured troops had crashed into my room, babbling questions at the top of their voices, stupid questions like "Commander! are you OK!?" Of course I was okay! They could se me lying in my bed! All their idiotic questioning simply adding to my headache. They were lucky the only weapon within my reach was a sidearm, which wouldn't penetrate any armour. I managed to get them back in the APC and out of my room however very quickly with my... vigorous order, and sighed, knowing I'd have to get up.
We were headed back to main base so I could consult the Sat Map, and see what was happening. Numerous troops had moved into defencive positions around the new parimeter of my territory, so it would be well guarded against retaliatory attacks. My personal troops are primarily an attack squadren, and would serve better elsewhere. If you're thinking i'm babbling about controlling the entire squadren, I can understand its hard to comprehend. Basically, I made all the decisions about what the squadren attacks, defends, researches, builds, ect, but I put different people in charge. For example, Dash would control attack squads if I didn't. I guy name Sirous controlled defencive matters. We generally refered to him as 'Control' because of his constant... advice to other areas. A woman called Venus controled the civilian population.
Like I was saying, we were heading back to the main base, to confer with Control, and see how our defences were holding up. I also wanted to give my troops some leave in the Base Village, Tengart, which had a population of 500. It was perhaps the biggest village in Eutopia, probably because of the fact that that is where our origins lie. I decided to ride on the roof of the APC, however dangerous that was, especially as I wasn't in armour. The sun hadn't risen yet, and the night breeze was refreshing, and the sounds of wildlife over the comforting hum of the APC was relaxing. As I quietly reflected the past nights events, I sensed someone near. I had a pretty good idea who it was though, and didn't look around. My guess was confirmed, as the gentle weight of a warm body pressed against my side, and a lock of blond hair danced in the wind before coming to rest on my shoulder. We sat in a companiable silence, and together, watched the sun rise.