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''Might be a while before anyone’s here…''<br> | ''Might be a while before anyone’s here…''<br> | ||
He’d stood at the comms on the bridge, calling the ground below:<br> | He’d stood at the comms on the bridge, calling the ground below:<br> | ||
− | ''Weather | + | ''Weather report….Mission coordinates….''<br> |
Not the language of a man getting out of the spy business. It sounded more like a man getting in. A man who could not afford the liability of a lover or a wife.<br> | Not the language of a man getting out of the spy business. It sounded more like a man getting in. A man who could not afford the liability of a lover or a wife.<br> | ||
''Make no hostages to fate'', I’d said to him once, back when he’d first asked me to marry him. At the time he’d seen the necessity of it. Now I have to wonder if he’d been relieved I’d been practical instead of sentimental, on both that day and when he’d asked me again, nearly ten years later.<br> | ''Make no hostages to fate'', I’d said to him once, back when he’d first asked me to marry him. At the time he’d seen the necessity of it. Now I have to wonder if he’d been relieved I’d been practical instead of sentimental, on both that day and when he’d asked me again, nearly ten years later.<br> | ||
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''You knew this was comin’, Irina'', he’d said that day, with Angel fast approaching. His duffel sat packed on the bunk we’d shared and at the time I’d thought I’d known what he’d meant. <br> | ''You knew this was comin’, Irina'', he’d said that day, with Angel fast approaching. His duffel sat packed on the bunk we’d shared and at the time I’d thought I’d known what he’d meant. <br> | ||
I’d once told Nika that I had no faith, and by extension, no belief in God. That I believed only in tangibles that I could see and touch and measure. Concrete proof, I’d said, and that I accepted no substitutes. One could argue that the proof of His existence is how He sent Mike’s path across mine when I needed him most. Perhaps. What is inarguable, no matter what agency you subscribe to, is how Mike and I always manage to cross paths again. And again. And again. Across nearly a decade and with the entire ’Verse to get lost in, we would always meet up sooner or later.<br> | I’d once told Nika that I had no faith, and by extension, no belief in God. That I believed only in tangibles that I could see and touch and measure. Concrete proof, I’d said, and that I accepted no substitutes. One could argue that the proof of His existence is how He sent Mike’s path across mine when I needed him most. Perhaps. What is inarguable, no matter what agency you subscribe to, is how Mike and I always manage to cross paths again. And again. And again. Across nearly a decade and with the entire ’Verse to get lost in, we would always meet up sooner or later.<br> | ||
− | It would never be a matter of ''if'', only ''when''. All I had to do was outlast the Universe and inevitably, she’d relent. Our divergent paths would meet and we’d be together again. All past evidence | + | It would never be a matter of ''if'', only ''when''. All I had to do was outlast the Universe and inevitably, she’d relent. Our divergent paths would meet and we’d be together again. All past evidence supports it. Hard evidence, as hard as concrete.<br> |
''You’ll find me'', he’d said, as the air of Salisbury wafted through his hair, and the sunlight picked out the gold in it. ''Somehow we always do''.<br> | ''You’ll find me'', he’d said, as the air of Salisbury wafted through his hair, and the sunlight picked out the gold in it. ''Somehow we always do''.<br> | ||
Well enough.<br> | Well enough.<br> | ||
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Damned if I’d let her win. | Damned if I’d let her win. | ||
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− | '''Go back to [[Valediction| ''Valediction'']]''' | '''Go to [[Witness| ''Witness'']]''' | + | '''Go back to [[Valediction| ''Valediction'']]''' | '''Go to [[Witness| ''Witness'']]''' |
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− | + | '''Go to''' [[Marina Kseniya Sebastien | '''Rina's Crew Page''']] | |
− | '''Go to''' [[Marina Kseniya Sebastien | '''Rina's Crew Page''']] | ||
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