Dusts of Avalon - Beastwithin.org

“Well, I could comfortably live in one of these rooms… if I were ten meters tall”,Dr. Grovepath said.“Nice big bed, though!” Daleworth said and sat down on it. “And the surface isactually fairly comfortable. Really, I've slept on harder surfaces. I might actuallylive here. Come on, try siing here.”One of the rooms in New Avalon wasn't really built for any specific purpose.It was a “bedroom”, fairly clearly; in a way, it sort of reminded Daleworth andDr. Grovepath of a weird bedroom beyond the star-filled monolith in a certainfamous work of speculative fiction they had been discussing on their first visit toNew Avalon. Merlin had just said the room was for temporary storage and foritems that needed careful handling, so the large padded area that looked kind oflike a bed was fairly undestandable. Still, it did look like a very opulent bedroomin a very large castle.Dr. Grovepath grinned. Daleworth inviting himself to sit by her like this wasalmost ridiculously blatant, but he didn't really mind. “I'm not going to removethe rest of my spacesuit, Mielle. I don't still trust on those pumps, you know.e station just wasn't built for pressurisation…”“…and this isn't quite my idea of a date either, Paul, hauling knights to somespace station and disturbing valuable scientific study. Please just come have a sithere, Paul…”Dr. Grovepath walked closer, smiling widely. “Don't mind tha… Oh my.” hebegan, but Daleworth leapt on his lap and gave him a qui kiss, staring into hiseyes and smiling widely.“Well, I can kiss people without dating them yet, can I?” Daleworth said andgrinned.“Well, since you started it…” Dr. Grovepath said with a grin, and didn't wastetoo mu time grabbing Daleworth in his embrace and kissing her ba — witha bit less hurry than what Daleworth had done, because he wasn't trying to takeadvantage of the surprise. She just knew he'd need to kiss her, and if a soldierexpected a direct assault, you wouldn't want to disappoint them…“GUYS!” came a distorted, eoing sound from the lile speakers in the helmetsthat lay on the bed beside the two lovebirds. Some scientist hollered onthe command annel. “Everybody! Look at public vid annel ! Major stuff!Alert from the ship.”“Shit!” Daleworth muered, and quily stood up, puing her helmet ba on,while Dr. Grovepath tried to do the same.“Saved in the ni of time from the evils of oral sex.” Dr. Grovepath grinned.“Harrr”, Daleworth said, smiling but not particularly amused. She flippedthrough the video feeds and puned in annel , quietly wondering if thiswas someone's aempt at a joke. At least it was not the Planners; everyone knewthe Planners weren't supposed to try so blatantly obvious and, if a bit of an un-