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Posted June 28, 2020, 10:25 p.m. by Commander Richard "Ricochet" O'Shea (Cmd Air Group (CAG)) (Terry Sullivan)

Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in CIC

Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in CIC

Posted by Gamemaster Kenson Koh (Gamemaster) in CIC
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻

SNIP

Ric noticed the slight change in her voice and looked at her briefly before looking down at the child.

The baby reached out to Ric to touch him.

Xandra had been watching the baby with Ric when Pitch’s voice lilted slightly. Looking back towards her, she wasn’t looking as the baby reached for her boyfriend’s face.

Xandra
Pilot

There was a slight smile forming on Mrs. Pitch’s face.

GM

Ric forced a smile and began talking to the infant in his best baby voice. . . .

“Hey. . . you, little. . . .baby guy. Are you something special? Why didn’t you and mama like it on the Sierra, huh? Can you tell me that? Goo-goo, goo-goo.”

Ricochet (yeah, I dig baby talk)

Xandra turned back as Ric started talking baby to the child. She had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. He was so adorable she wished she could record his moment. A small knot formed in her chest she quickly shoved back and glanced back to see mom’s reaction to the Commander goo gooing at her child.

Xandra
Pilot
(OMG that’s such a precious image!)

While the child tried to touch Ric, Ric avoided being touched. The child had began to make some sounds of irritation. Mrs. Pitch then stood up and said, “I am sure he enjoyed that.” She also forced a smile but the two pilots could see that Mrs. Pitch was not happy.

“Let me put him back into his cot. He has had too much excitement for today,” said Mrs. Pitch. Then she went towards the cot to put the child in. The cot was at the other end of the room and so the two could only see Mrs. Pitch’s back as she moved away from them.

GM

Xandra frowned as the woman fetched the baby from Ric’s arms. She hadn’t moved quick enough to intervene. As the woman moved away, she moved to stand at Ric’s side where he sat. Her voice was low so the woman wouldn’t hear. “The touch, Ric… I’ve felt it before.” She rubbed her temple softly in memory of the feeling and shook her head. “I think something is here.” She turned to watch the woman with the baby.

Xandra
Pilot

Then Xandra lived through the horror of not being able to control herself. She felt her limbs stiffen but could not control them. Then she held Ric in an armlock and stranglehold, her left arm over Ric’s neck and her right hand twisting Ric’s arms behind his back.

GM

Ric was caught completely off guard by Xandra’s action. He was able to call out, “What the he–?!?!” before her arm tightened around his throat.

She tried to cry out but nothing happened. Her eyes widened with fear just before she tried to close them and block out what was happening. A soft whimper crawling up her throat as she realized she was going to kill him if he couldn’t break free. Tears started to well up in her eyes and she ground her jaw and attempted to remove herself from him, her muscles screaming with the struggle.

Xandra
Pilot
(scared and confused)

Being taller than Xandra, Ric did have a slight advantage. He tried to break free, but she was able to get a tight grip on him. He too, was holding back, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her when she wasn’t control of her own actions.

“Xan,” he choked out, “I’m sorry!!” With both legs, he drove backward with all his might, hard into the wall. Hoping one of two things would happen. Either the force would cause her head to hit the wall and she would fall unconscious, or it would at least knock the wind out her and loosen her grip.

As they hit the wall, Ric felt a stinging pain shoot through his right arm as his elbow popped. As Xandra’s grip loosened, Ric tried to drop to his knees and roll away from her. . . .

Ricochet (CAG)

Xandra’s head smacked into the wall, her feet an inch or so off the ground cause of the height difference, and a cry of pain echoed as she released her hold just enough that Ric had a split second chance to get away from her.

Xandra
Pilot
“Touched in the head”

Holding his right arm tight to his body, hr looked at Xandra. “Xandra!!! Snap out of it. I know you can hear me. Fight it!! Fight it off!!!”

He tyrned to Mrs. Pitch. “What did you do to her?!?!? Let go of her!!!!1”

Ric (CAG)

Mrs Pitch looked a little panicky. She took out a small canister and sprayed something on both Xandra and Ric. It was knock out gas.

GM

As Ric yelled at her, she clenched her fists and fought the urge to lunge for him. An almost animalistic sound, half whimper, half growl, rolled up her throat. “Rrii…iicc....” she tried to ask for his forgiveness. She tried to apologize.

Ric hit his comm badge at the same time as he lunged for the woman.

=^=Security to. . . . =^=, was all he was able to get out before collapsing to the floor.

Ricochet (CAG)

At Pitch pulled the small canister out, Xandra’s eyes widened in fear. She had gotten them both killed! She tried to lunge for the woman but the spray his her first and she collapsed the ground at Ric’s feet.

Xandra
Pilot
“dead puppy?” lol


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