Southern Cross by Windstar

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Julie raised her glass in salute to her own dead parents and took a sip of the Melantar. It was indeed a sweet wine, and she found herself enjoying the subtle flavors which seemed to be wrapped around one another. Emily smiled and raised her glass in salute as well, before forcing herself to relax. "How's it feel to be a Guardian now?" "Better now that I'm out of that dress uniform. You would think that you Tiri would have come up with something that was at least somewhat comfortable to wear after all this time." "Hmph, I think that Logistics actually keeps them that way to keep us from falling asleep during official events." "Let's just say I won't mind not wearing that again anytime soon. The regular uniforms are alright, but that thing…ugh." Julie managed to screw up her face in such a grimace that Emily grinned. There we go, that's it, just forget about everything else for a while beautiful. She watched as the First Guardian slowly relaxed and the worry in those blue eyes faded. It would return, Julie knew that, but she'd do her best to help her friend bear up under the weight that was bearing down onto her. "So what is this gray stuff?" "It's like soup, but thicker. Try it." "Hmm… not bad, it tastes kind of like carrots." "Meets with your approval then?" Julie pretended to consider that as she finished the last spoonful and nodded. "I suppose so. I guess you Tiri had some pretty good food. I liked the orange thing with the green stripes through it. Anytime you have more of that, ship it my way, and I'll do away with it." Emily smiled slowly at that. "It's called Kira fruit, I'll see what I can do." Julie studied the taller woman through lowered lashes as she thought. She'd been looking forwards to a chance to get the First Guardian alone for months now. With studied innocence she picked at what was left of her Kira fruit, making designs with the thick orange and green skin.
"What's your schedule like?" She was conscious of blue eyes studying her, but she continued to play with the peelings on the plate in front of her. "Well, I have to head out to the Asteroid belt to check on our mining operations tomorrow. Then the day after I'm due to have a talk with Darrien about the fleet construction schedule. In the afternoon I'll be swinging <strong>by</strong> the Orbital Fort construction in Earth Orbit. Then, if I have time, I'm going to do a lecture in the evening at the Guardian Training camp at Plattsburgh Air Force Base." Julie looked up hesitantly and smiled hopefully when she found blue eyes watching her with what might have been amusement. "I meant, what's your schedule tonight?" "Oh, tonight?" Emily frowned and pretended to ponder the thought while Julie rolled her eyes. "Yes you goof, tonight. Are you going out to Pluto, Antarctica or something?" "No, I think I managed to get an entire evening off. Imagine that." Emie leaned forwards across the table and lowered her voice conspiratorially. Julie found herself leaning forwards as well to hear what the First Guardian was going to say. "I think Angwar and Dr. Miato conspired to make certain that I had an evening off. I was biting off to many heads I guess." Julie couldn't help but grin at the thought of the ever so proper short gray haired chief medical officer from North Star conspiring to do anything. "So you're all mine tonight?" Blue eyes darkened with desire and Julie swallowed at the low purr that was Emily's voice as she answered. "Do you want me to be?" I'm going to die if she doesn't kiss me. Oh god, I'm going to die if she does kiss me. "Dear god yes."
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Page 5 and 6: Casting a quick glance around the c
Page 7 and 8: "Does this bother you so much?" Clo
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Page 11 and 12: "An art she says, don't force it sh
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Page 15 and 16: Emily spread her hands and her grin
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Page 21 and 22: "Hey, sorry, I just wanted to know
Page 23 and 24: By Emily's count, Julie McGrath was
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Page 35 and 36: Julie's green eyes darkened with de
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Page 39 and 40: Both men sighed at that and looked
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Page 43 and 44: "The Hercules' have turned back, Ma
Page 45 and 46: Using her suit's sensors, she moved
Page 47 and 48: Sighing in pleasure, Julie tilted h
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Page 53 and 54: "Orbital forts should be up and run
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------------ "Oh God, what a smell.
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The First Guardian shook her head,
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"Well darn, Major, guess that Mr. F
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"The bomb sort." That got his atten
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They sprinted down the hall, past t
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"Emily, we've got to get out of her
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The look in the First Guardian's ey
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Her voice was perfectly controlled,
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missile tubes, and eighteen plasma
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A shadow passed in those gray eyes
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"Julie, you have the makings of a g
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"Nearly every government on Earth h
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It took a noticeable effort for the
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The litany continued, on and on, ov
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Julie had high hopes that Emie woul
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"Who knows?" Julie tried to get ove
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"Six hours ago." Emily felt the beg
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Clarice had moved faster than Julie
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The sight was enough to make wetnes
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"You mean…" "Yes, together. So pl
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Clarice just laughed. -------------
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"Julie, it's just one of those thin
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hoped for, but for now they would h
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Emie had even tacked on a personal
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He waved one emaciated hand in fron
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Julie hummed happily to herself as
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"Tea if you have it, Ma'am." As she
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"No, that's alright, I'll handle it
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"I can't believe that everyone know
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"Which one of them is The Banshee?"
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which, such as the fighters, had on
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Sixty years was a long time, even f
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"Shut up, both of you. This goes be
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Southern Cross had done coordinatin
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Julie's heart wailed against it, an
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"Daughter." His tone was one that c
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The First Guardian shared a brief l
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The First Guardian nodded absently
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"We got them, Ma'am." She kept her
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"That's your subtle way of asking i
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"I fear you're right on that one, C
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Emily took a deep breath as the com
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Chapter Twelve Southern Cross hung
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"What is it?" "CIC is calling it mu
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"Lord, I know that is not long for
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"Helm, time until course change?" "
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He grinned at her, ignoring the blo
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"Tactical, you heard the Guardian.
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-------------- Emily's smile was sa
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I need you too, Julie. Get some res
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Something that made it worthwhile t
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Her thoughts brushed across the kil
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They reminded God of nothing so muc
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He growled, low enough that Colonel
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If her Provost's look was still tro
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He was over northern Europe, there
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Julie screamed, the pain was almost
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down. Each one punched straight thr
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was left of his fleet, escape from
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Two months which had seen a new Emp
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"No changing the subject First Guar
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