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The New CAG - That Evening

Posted Oct. 1, 2019, 9:31 p.m. by Major Malcolm "Astro" Dawkins (CAG) (Jerome Davis)

Posted by Major Malcolm “Astro” Dawkins (CAG) in The New CAG - That Evening

Posted by Mar. Captain Eleanor “Iron Lady” Carnegie (Recon Squadron CO/Pilot) in The New CAG - That Evening

Posted by Gamemaster Deus Ex Machina (Gamemaster) in The New CAG - That Evening
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Addressing Malcolm, Nikki dropped a PaDD on his new desk. “I just got issued new orders as Squadron Commander. I thought it was a mistake, so I was coming to check what was that all about, but I guess I know now.” She said pointing to the oak leaf still on the table’s surface. “Congratulations, Dawkins.” She smiled. “You’ll do great.” Nicole offered a wink. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do. You kids behave.” She said as she turned around and left.

Malcolm Edward Dawkins was not usually the kind to blush, but the boy was on fire as he turned back to face his other half… embarrassed as all hell. No sarcastic reply to Siren… nothing. Mal was completely speechless.

Carnegie turned to Malcolm. Her cheeks still red. She smiled, taking the oak leaf and walking to the Chimera’s new CAG. “I’m sorry… It kind of got out of hand. I meant what I said though. I’m proud of you, Mal.” She said, finally pinning the oak leaf to where it should rest on Malcolm’s collar. “You haven’t said anything about my suggestion yet… Tonight, my quarters. What do you think?”

Eleanor/Siren

The dumbstruck, cocky smile couldn’t wiped off his face if he tried… same as the blush still tinting his cheeks. Taking her hands in his the moment she finished pinning him and kissed each. “It sounds like a great idea Ellie..” The smoldering smile he gave her made sure Ellie knew Mal meant business. “… God knows we have… unfinished business.”

Mal

Eleanor’s cheeks turned slightly redder again, mostly due to the sweetness of his gesture. An idiot smile spread on her face. “Easy there, cowboy.” She said with a wink as she saw the expression in his eyes. “I think we should probably tone it down until tonight… I don’t want Siren or Tracer, or anybody else for that matter walking in on us…”

Leaning forward, Eleanor planted a soft kiss on Malcom’s cheek. Her hands still firmly on his. “I’m proud of you, Mal.” The look on her face reflecting the one of a girl madly in love by the man in front of her. “I should go back to work. I don’t want Halloway on my tail again.” Kissing him deeply, Eleanor repeated, as if he needed a reminder. “Tonight, my quarters. Don’t forget.” And with a last wink, she turned and walked off of the new CAG’s office.

Eleanor

That evening, Mal found himself standing outside Ellie’s door. Fresh showered and shaved, the Chimera’s new CAG eyed non-existent flaw after non-existent in his reflection in the gleaming surface of her door before finally reaching for the chime. He still found himself nervous at times, afraid to screw up something good. But as he stood there in black dress slacks and a charcoal grey button-down, all he could think about was the girl he was crazy about on the other side of the… With that, Malcolm had pressed the chime and waited for the door to open, shifting slightly from one foot to the other.

Mal

The surprised look on the Marine pilot’s expression when the doors slid open and her face came into view would make Malcolm wonder if he had done something wrong. Or at least something unexpected. The difference between the two pilots’ attire could not be more drastic, and it was clear Carnegie had put a lot less effort into her presentation than her fellow Marine.

There was a slight smirk on Malcolm’s face as he looked at Ellie’s much more… relaxed… appearance. It had never donned on him to clarify the attire for the evening, so honestly, that was on him!

Wearing an old SFMC shirt and a pair of black and yellow shorts, and holding what seemed to be a slice of bread with jam in her hand, Eleanor stepped away from the door to allow Malcolm to enter. She gave Malcolm a happy smile before asking rather straightly. “Wait… are we going somewhere? I thought we were just spending the evening indoors… I mean… I can go change really quickly…” There was not a hint of embarrassment in her tone. “I just thought… how long are these going to stay on anyway…?”

Eleanor

As she had began to speak, Mal’s eyes had roamed over the woman… from her lips down. Once they reached her legs, they lingered there for a moment as she finished speaking. He was unable to keep from lightly biting his lip. Shaking out of it a moment later, he grinned sheepishly and shrugged playfully as he started to unbutton his cuffs. “Sounds like a plan.” His roguish smile said that whatever had been on his mind moments ago had been replaced by something much more carnal.

Malcolm

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