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Elizabeth Maxwell

Title: Idle Chatter and Revelations

Players: Elizabeth Maxwell and Heather O'Leary

Location: Maxwell Ranch

Synopsis: Always time for the girls to get together during recovery… Just that with these two, things can go from sweet chatter, to complete seriousness, in moments.


LOG BEGINS


Elizabeth Maxwell sits, watching TV quietly.


Heather O'Leary leans over, after waking up from a nap, and kisses Liz, "Evening."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, kissing back and snuggling. "Hi there. Welcome back to the land of the awake. You sleep all right?"


Heather O'Leary nods, "Yes. I slept very well."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles gently. "That's good."


Heather O'Leary looks around, "So, any plans for tonight?"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles a little and shrugs. "Not sure what might be on the docket for tonight. I don't have anything planned, not sure if anyone else does or not."


Heather O'Leary nods slightly, "I don't have any plans...."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles a little bit. "then I guess we could go out and see what kind of trouble we could cause..."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "Mean I have to get out of my sweats, and go out and see the world? Where's the fun in that?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little, slipping a hand up under the sweats and tickling.


Heather O'Leary eeeps, and wiggles, "Hey now...."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and smiles, snuggling. "Hey, what?" She grins and tickles more.


Heather O'Leary wiggles more, "You do that, and how are we going to get up, and go cause trouble?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and tickles. "hmm... good point, I suppose..."


Heather O'Leary slips from the bed, to go get dressed.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, hopping off the bed, to dress herself. "So, what you think we should do?"


Heather O'Leary looks thoughtful, "Not sure. There are so many different ways to cause trouble..."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit. "And so many different people we could cause trouble for..."


Heather O'Leary nods, "Who should we bug?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and hmms. "Good question, I'll have to think on that one."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, softly, "So many choices, so little time. eh?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs and nods. "Always how it is..."


Heather O'Leary nods, and looks thoughtful, "I wonder where Tyler is. He is fun to piss off."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit and shrugs. "From some reports, he's been babysitting Mike and Julie."


Heather O'Leary arches an eyebrow, "I thought that Shrink was going to do that?"


Elizabeth Maxwell shrugs a little bit. "Haven't heard of him being around that much. Something about being told to bug off at every turn."


Heather O'Leary nods, "I'd probably tell him the same thing though..."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit and raises her eyebrows. "Thought babysitting you was my job."


Heather O'Leary nods, "That was my thought too... Although, I am a little old for a Babysitter."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and tickles a little bit. "You're in better condition than either of them is, as well. Or so it seems."


Heather O'Leary smiles, "I do like to think I am sane... I wouldn't mind killing a certain Provisional Head of the Los Angeles Government, but I imagine that just means I have to stand in line."


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little bit. "Yeah. Long line for that. I'm just glad you're not like Julie got." She snuggles tightly. "I need you to be you."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "The line should start behind Julie, and everyone else is... just going to be out of luck..."


Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little bit and shrugs. "Perhaps. She's so far into denial though..."


Heather O'Leary shrugs very slightly, "Maybe she just doesn't like shrinks." She shrugs, "I don't know what to do about her..."


Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little and shakes her head. "Neither do I." She hugs tightly. "I wish I did. I keep wondering if there isn't something I could have or should have done to protect her as well, while trying to be with you."


Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "Stop. Nothing either of us could have done...."


Elizabeth Maxwell sighs and hugs tightly. "Okay. I'll stop."


Heather O'Leary smiles, "Good..."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, scritching your hair gently. "You just need me, not a shrink, anyway, because I'm the one that knows best what went on, anyway."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Sometimes, it helps to talk to someone who doesn't know what is going on.... I hate shrinks though, because they like to pull your flight status..."


Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little and hugs. "This one isn't military. And we're in a wartime situation where we need every pilot available. I seriously doubt he can have your flight status pulled."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Not what I meant. No, this time I don't need an outsider, but Doc Parrish might. I don't know."


Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little and nods, scritching softly. "I just want to make sure you do what's best for yourself. That's all." She holds softly, and leans her head on your shoulder.


Heather O'Leary smiles, "I'm ok Elizabeth. I promise you that."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles a little bit and kisses softly. "Okay." She then digs for her clothes to put on, holding a pair of jeans up, blinking at what ones they are, and glancing them over quickly prior to putting them on.


Heather O'Leary asks softly, "What's wrong? Something wrong with your jeans?"


Elizabeth Maxwell blinks and shakes her head. "No... Just thinking." She takes one more glance, then gets them ready to put on, grabbing a shirt, and some underthings.


Heather O'Leary nods slightly, and slips into jeans herself. And a T-Shirt.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles, glancing at the pants again, and starting to slip her clothes on quietly. She checks herself in the mirror once she gets them all on, and nods a little, making sure her hair is straight.


Heather O'Leary runs her fingers through her hair, checking it in a mirror hanging from the closet door. She nods, "Still looks so odd... doesn't it?"


Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little bit and tickles. "Yes, it does." She kisses softly.


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "I like it... but I liked it better long."


Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little bit. "You should grow it out long again, maybe..."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Will take a bit... Maybe."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles a little bit and nods. "It'll take a bit, yes, but... it might make you feel more like yourself, as well."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "It'll make me feel like the Irish Board, again...." She gives a weak smile.


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles just a little bit. "Silly Heather."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "So? What's your point, Love?"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and shrugs a little, shifting her position slightly. "I dunno... I don't really have one. Just a matter of however you like your hair best."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "I can handle my hair anyway you like it. As long as it doesn't get a perm. I don't like the way it makes my hair look."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit and snuggles. "I just want it however it makes you happy." she kisses a little bit, and scritches.


Heather O'Leary smiles softly, "Well, than everyone is happy."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles a little bit, nodding and kissing softly. "So, what should we do now that we're dressed?"


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "I don't know...":


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles a little and hmms, glancing towards the door. "Well, we should get out and start bothering people if we're going to..."


Heather O'Leary chuckles and nods, "Lead on"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, wrapping her arm around your waist, tickling a little more. "Suppose we could go out and get a snack first if you wanted, when did you eat last?"


Heather O'Leary looks thoughtful, "While you were sleeping."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles a little and nods. " Oh..." she kisses gently. "Maybe we should grab a snack then... There was some apple crisp in the fridge we could warm up if there's any still left..."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Not really hungry at the moment."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles up tight. "Oh... okay."

Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and glances around. "So what are you up for? We could go piss off Tyler, we could go into town and see if anything's open..."


Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "Not sure... Tyler would be the more fun one, but also, the most likely to get us shot at."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit and raises her eyebrows. "So? Never stopped us before..."


Heather O'Leary chuckles softly, "When did I last pick on Tyler? I do however, need to remind him to *stop* falling asleep in the Skyfighters..."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and shakes her head. "Not a good place to sleep, no."


Heather O'Leary nods, "Especially when he is supposed to be covering the back, with the rear Lasers."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs and shakes her head. "That can be bad, yeah."


Heather O'Leary slips towards the door, "Shall we?"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, nodding. She moves over quietly, shifting position slightly once or twice as she walks, raising her eyebrows. "Lets go."


Heather O'Leary smiles, "Everything OK, Love?"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles a little bit. "Yeah, everything's okay. Don't worry about it."


Heather O'Leary nods slightly, and opens the door. Hopefully no people are standing right outside it, or anything, cause she tweaks Liz's nipples, through the clothes, "You know I worry... Part of my job description."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and squeals as her nipples are tweaked, tickling. "Just wondering if I forgot to put enough fabric softener in when I was washing this pair of jeans, is all. Haven't worn them in two weeks..."


Heather O'Leary arches an eyebrow, "They not soft enough for ya? If that is the case, lets go shopping, and get you a bunch of soft... Maybe Lambswool jeans?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and shakes her head. "It's not that, all the others seem to be soft enough. It's not a big concern. I'll just have to remember to put more softener in next time. Only wore them half a day, two weeks ago, anyway, I wore something else that night."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "OK." She is not trying to figure out the problem, because somewhere, in the back of her mind, she is not sure she wants to think about it.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and nods, hugging tightly, and grinning a little bit, taking your wrist gently. "Here, maybe you should see if they're soft." She tries to gently put your hand down on her nether area, then.


Heather O'Leary glances around, and rubs her hand on the crotch of the jeans, and shrugs, "Feels soft to me...." She winks, "And maybe later..." As her fingers rub a little harder, so it can actually be felt through the jeans, "... You can let me do this, without the jeans." Than her hand moves away from the jeans, to tickle Liz's lowest rib.


Elizabeth Maxwell grins and laughs, kissing gently. "Okay, that sounds like a good thing." she tickles back then, laughing.


Heather O'Leary leads Liz out of the room.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, following along and glancing at the doors. "So, I haven't checked on the little kids lately, how they doing?"


Heather O'Leary smiles, "They are good... Sleeping already. Willie is really good with them. I got something from a Courier from New York... Oh, and so did you... Some ID... But I got the offical word that the adoption has been approved..."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles brightly and hugs. "congratulations, mommy Heather." She hugs and kisses happily.


Heather O'Leary chuckles softly, "Well, you know, because of that, I had to change my will... You now get them, if... Well. You know what I mean."


Elizabeth Maxwell hugs tightly and kisses gently. "It won't. Not as long as I'm around to stop it."


Heather O'Leary nods, and kisses back, "I'll hold you to that..." She opens the door to the Kids' room, and looks in.


Elizabeth Maxwell scritches a little, looking in as well, smiling at the two sleepers. "They're so cute..."


Heather O'Leary nods slightly, staring at 'her' kids sleeping, with a soft smile on her face.


Elizabeth Maxwell wraps her arms around Heather gently, watching the kids and smiling, hugging tightly and staying quiet.


Heather O'Leary slips the door closed, and says softly, "So... trouble... Where we going to find it?"


Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and smiles. "Plenty of places to find it... just depends on who's around to bother..." She considers for a moment. "Someone's bound to be around, here or in town, or somewhere..."


Heather O'Leary says softly, "Not going to leave the house... last time I was in that town... bad things happened."


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little bit. "I mean the local town, not the big one. I don't want to go into LA either. If we had something that needed to get done, we could justify going up north..."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Nothing I know we need..."


Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and nods, scratching her head a little bit. "Guess not..." she considers for a moment. "What else... hrm." She smiles a little and snuggles. "Should know I'd never suggest going back into LA. Not for a long damned time." She glances about a bit. "hmm..."


Heather O'Leary nods, "Let's go raid the Freezer downstairs? I placed a cheesecake in it, awhile back...."


Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and smiles, tickling a little bit. "Okay honey..."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Only if you want." She smiles, "I'm just glad to be on my feet again."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles. "Sounds like a good idea, actually." she kisses gently on the cheek, and nods. "And I'm glad that you're on your feet, and off the medications, so I don't have to worry anym,ore."


Heather O'Leary smiles, and pulls Liz along, "Come on, miss Worry-Wart. Let's go find some Cheesecake, some forks, and show the Resistance what 'recovery food' is all about, eh?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs and tickles a little bit, nodding. "Sounds like a good idea. I am getting a little bit hungry..."


Heather O'Leary pulls Liz towards the stairs, "Well than, let's get a move on than. Can't have you going hungry!"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, laughing a little, and following to the stairs, looking about. "Yeah, guess not. When am I not hungry?" She grins a little and tickles.


Heather O'Leary arches an eyebrow, opening the door to the stair, "Like, 10 seconds after you eat a big meal?" she pauses, for effect, "Maybe..."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and tickles. "Maybe. Depends on how much I eat during the meal, partially."


Heather O'Leary chuckles softly, "As I said, AFTER a big meal, and I meant after you ate the said, big meal."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit. "How much I ate, rather. I'm just being silly now anyway." she tickles a little bit.


Heather O'Leary nods, "Silly Silly. Stay silly like that, and I'll send ya to get my Silly String..." She smiles, "I'm a pretty good shot with it"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit and tickles, shaking her head. "You brought some of that stuff here? With all the silly people we have around? If someone caught wind, we might wind up having a silly string war break out in the camp."


Heather O'Leary smirks, "Well, as long as someone cleans it up..."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and nods at that, smiling. "Well, I suppose so. Cleaning it up would have to entail everyone involved, however... The level of mess in a string fight would likely be insane." She glances towards the freezer, smiling a little more.


Heather O'Leary opens the freezer, slips into the back, and returns with a cheesecake, carefully wrapped.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, looking it over and raising her eyebrows. "Looks good..." She glances about. "Now to get it up and eaten before anyone else finds out about it..."


Heather O'Leary chuckles and says softly, "There is a microwave in your lab, and I stashed some forks there too..."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and smiles, glancing over to it. "Suppose we could do that, then, yeah." She grins a little, tapping in the unlocking code.


Heather O'Leary follows Liz, carrying the cheesecake.


Elizabeth Maxwell opens up the door quickly, holding it open so you can carry the cheesecake in, laughing a little bit and glancing around to make sure no one hears.


Heather O'Leary sets the Cheesecake down on a table, and goes to the drawer she left the forks....


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, looking around quickly and re-locking the lab, so no one gets in while they're eating. She checks to make sure the microwave is plugged in, and grins happily, then.


As she reaches the drawer, Heather idly wonders, "The forks weren't bent by some of your Mind Tests, were they?" She is mainly teasing.


Elizabeth Maxwell yawns quietly. "Some of the stuff that's been tested gets hot enough to melt them, if they were plastic ones." She tries to clear off the table a little better, so there's room for both of them to eat, reshuffling her mess of things, and nodding slightly.


Heather O'Leary pulls out a couple forks, and says to Liz, "Pop that in the microwave for like a minute, on low.... Would ya?"


Elizabeth Maxwell scoops the cheesecake up and pops the door open, plopping it in and starting the microwave quickly. "Right."


Heather O'Leary moves the forks to the table, and sits on the edge of the table, if there are no stools present.


Oh, there are stools present, what kind of dump would this be without them? Liz returns with the cheesecake after the microwave goes off, setting it down and settling onto one of the stools.


Heather O'Leary hands Liz a Fork, "Dig in. The outside is regular Cheesecake, the inside... that is a surprise." Soft Strawberries and creme, yummm!


Elizabeth Maxwell picks up her fork, and starts quickly eating the cake, nodding and smiling. "Definitely good, thanks for hiding it so we could eat it." She grins a little, taking another bite.


Heather O'Leary takes a bite herself, "It was my rainy day food... I made it.. oh, before I started working for Bates. Just never felt like eating it."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles tightly and nods. "Oh..." she kisses softly, and takes another bite. "It is really good, thanks for getting it out."


Heather O'Leary smiles, "No Problem..." She takes another bite, but she is eating slower then Liz. All those empty, yet tasty, calories.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, taking another bite again, wrapping her free arm around Heather quite happily, as she continues.


Heather O'Leary takes another small bite herself, but is waiting for Liz to get to the nice gooey center first.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, eating bite after bite, into the center, in fact, after eating around the edges quickly.


Heather O'Leary eats a little slower, tilting her head slightly, "Not my best effort..."


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little with her free hand, eating it up. "You kidding? It's great, stop berating yourself."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, ever so slightly, "I didn't say it wasn't good... but the Caramel and Chocolate Center worked better.


Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and snuggles. "Caramel and chocolate, huh? Sounds awfully sweet...."


Heather O'Leary nods, "But damn, it's good..."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit and tickles gently again. "I suppose it is... I guess for myself, I like a little bit of fruit in it, instead." She snuggles. "Something that sweet would be worse than mountain dew for putting me up a little too far on sugar."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "Would you bounce around? If so, next time, I'll feed it to ya naked."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and tickles a bit more. "silly..." she grins and kisses softly on the cheek. "Besides, its nice and rich as it is, even with the fruit. I really might have to not eat so much, if I was having one with chocolate and caramel..."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "You wouldn't get as much... I like that one better..."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and tickles. "If you didn't want me to get as much, you shoulda just said so, I don't plan on hogging it, you're bigger than I am, so should get more."


Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "Empty Calories dear... While I am not going to be the fanatic I was before... my metabolism will send this straight to my hips, as it is."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little bit and snuggles tightly. "Please, don't be such a fanatic as you were? It's easier on you and the rest of us if you're not being one." she kisses your cheek softly, and eats up.


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "Well, not about eating. I will still run like crazy." She winks.


Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little and shakes her head, settling back in ehr chair. "Great. Won't be too long before it's winter, at least... Then you won't be able to run for all the snow. Need to find something inside to exercise on, rather than running like crazy..."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "There is a treadmill... besides, running in the snow is a workout... I just wouldn't be able to go uite so far."


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and shakes her head, smiling. "On a treadmill, I could be sitting next to where you were, and probably even reach up to tickle you, without worrying that you were 5 miles away."


Heather O'Leary smirks, "Tickling a runner is enough to cause them to loose their breath...." She smiles evilly, "I would than, get revenge..." Snow Ball under the covers... that sounds like fun!


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and snuggles tightly, tickling and kissing softly on the cheek. "Mmm hmm..." She smiles a little. "Still, it'd keep you closer to me, and I'd know you were safe."


Heather O'Leary smiles slightly, "What? You think someone around here would try to hurt me?"


Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and shrugs. "I dunno. I worry when you run for 5 miles, though, because your face is so well known, and on the enemy's most wanted list. 5 miles is quite a ways, honestly..."


Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "2 and a half out, same back... And that just gets me to Mount Mesa."


Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little bit and snuggles gently. "Still... it will be getting colder soon, especially up this far."


Heather O'Leary nods slightly, "I'm sure... I'll work out something."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles very gently, nodding. "I always miss you when you run, unless I go along, you know."


Heather O'Leary chuckles softly, "Well, come with me more."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles tightly. "I'm trying to, I have been more than I used to, after all, yes?"


Heather O'Leary chuckles and nods.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, wrapping her arms around you gently and kissing, before going back to eating. "Have to join you more, just to keep myself from worrying." she grins a little bit more then, and takes another bite.


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "Hard to run with a Laser Rifle on your back, isn't it?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and tickles. "Think I'd run with something that obvious anyway? I worry less just being out with you."


Heather O'Leary chuckles softly, "Why not? Think of the neighbors.. they'd never come drop in, if they saw you with a Laser Rifle."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles a little bit. "They might also think I'm crazy and potentially dangerous. And being known locally that way is something I can do without."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "Well, they don't know who you are, so would think that about me."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and tickles a little bit, shaking her head. "The most I ever take is a pistol, and that's on the back, I have to take it off before I can sit down, but it's a lot more subtle than having a rifle on my back."


Heather O'Leary smiles softly, "Subtlety is wasted on Ranchers..."


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little bit and shakes her head. "Dear, the only reason I come along armed at all is in case something bad happens. Otherwise I'd rather they not know that I'm carrying a weapon at all."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Actually, from some of the comments I have heard in town... some suspect what is really going on out here... I didn't want you to worry, so I didn't tell you that..."


Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little and hmms. "Great. Just what we needed. That's another problem, it needs to be told to everyone, to make sure they know to be a little more subtle about things. All it'd take is one person to consider the war unwinnable and look out solely for themselves, to wind up with us sold out and getting more attacks like the one that landed in the yard that time."


Heather O'Leary shrugs slightly, "We'd have to stop flying the Squad Ships and Skyfighters for the closest ranchers to... Ignore. Mind you, of the ones that seem to act like they know, most have offered help, in a round about way..."


Elizabeth Maxwell raises her eyebrows a little. "The closest ones, who we're in the milk deal with, yes?"


Heather O'Leary nods, "Yes..."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles a little bit. "Well, if the ones who know are friendly, I'm not so worried about it..."


Heather O'Leary nods slightly. She looks at the tiny bit of cheesecake left, takes a bit, and says softly, "Finish it, wouldya?"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles. "Sure you don't want it, honey?"


Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "No thanks."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles gently with the arm that's still wrapped around, and finishes up the tiny bit, quickly, then setting her fork down and wrapping her other arm around, to snuggle Heather's waist happily.


Heather O'Leary says softly, "Well... Now that you have eaten enough Cheesecake to stem your appetite...."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and tickles a little bit, laughing. "I was trying to wait till you were done before I ate too much."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "Never wait on me... Not when food is involved."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and tickles a little bit. "Why not? You're the one who doesn't eat much... if I know you've eaten enough, I don't feel quite so bad about how much I eat."


Heather O'Leary smiles, "Remember, my stomach is small from years of undereating... I can't over stuff it, to get it a little larger, all at once. Slow process."


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little and shakes her head. "And you shouldn't have been undereating, ever, that will eventually cause you problems. I'm glad you're eating more now."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Liz, it was when I was flying a lot. Not much time to eat when you are flying 16 hours out of the day."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles and nods, laughing a little. "Not much time to do anything when you're in that situation." She kisses gently. "I'm just glad you're on the ground more now, so you have time for me."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "I didn't even know you back than..." She shrugs and cuddles, "But, I am still better in the air... and less likely to get shot."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles gently and kisses. "At least nothing too bad has happened... they can fix up a shot or two, if you nosedived into the ground from the air, it might not be fixable."


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "I know how to eject love..." She winks


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little bit. "I know..." she kisses gently again, squirming slightly in her pants, then moving up to wrap herself around better.


Heather O'Leary hugs tightly, and says softly, "But those days are mostly over.... Ejecting that is. The Harrier, once I get her flying, is not really the best choice anymore, to take on Skyfighters..."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles tightly and tickles, hmming a little bit. "Then what do we plan on using it for, honey? you did all right that one time the fighter showed up... just a matter of repairing it if it gets hurt, yes?"


Heather O'Leary nods, "I don't know... I'm just worried about getting it blown away around me..." She shrugs


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little bit and shakes her head, snuggling tightly. "I'm sorry, honey... I just thought since we're putting in on its upkeep... I could learn to fly it, if you'd teach me sometime... then it wouldn't be you having to worry about it."


Heather O'Leary says softly, "No, instead I'd have to worry about you getting killed in it?" She chuckles.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and shrugs a little bit. "Well, we do have it here..." She hmms and looks around a little. "Hmm... I may need to change these pants, they still seem itchy for some reason..." She considers. "We could probably go check on the Dairy stuff after, has that been going all right?"


Heather O'Leary nods, "Need to start the proper milking, but since we changed their diets, to get the best tasting milk, we needed to wait anyways.


Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and nods. "Still, how long before the milking proper should start?"


Heather O'Leary tilts her head in thought, "How about... tomorrow."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles a little and nods, slipping up, and snuggling you from behind, kissing your forehead. "Wonder how many people are upstairs, or if I have something clean out near the washer..." She grins a little, and starts unzipping her pants, and pulling them down. "Washed these pants a couple of times after getting a stain on them, two weeks ago, either forgot the fabric softener, or wasn't looking close enough and dumped starch into it..."


Heather O'Leary arches an eyebrow, "How did you stain the crotch?"


Elizabeth Maxwell glances over. "I didn't say where I got a stain on them, did I?" she hmms a little, and shrugs a little bit. "Asides, I'm guessing you'd rather not want to know, considering when it happened."


Heather O'Leary frowns slightly, "You had me rub them earl....."


Elizabeth Maxwell shakes her head. "I had you rub them on a naughty spot in a teasing fashion, to see if they were stiff or starched."


Heather O'Leary chuckles and shrugs, "Where's the stain?"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles a little and shrugs. "Again, considering when it happened, you'd rather not know, I'm thinking."


Heather O'Leary frowns again, "You are eluding to something... I think you had better spit it out."


Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little bit and tickles. "Why, what were you thinking when you trailed off like that a minute ago, about having you rub there?"


Heather O'Leary sighs softly, "Something happened... When you wore them last, a couple weeks back..." She pauses, "Something while I was... with Bates?"


Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little, and hugs tightly. "Don't worry yourself about it, okay? But... yeah."


Heather O'Leary's eyes close, "Was it... Because I was... forced to... orgasm?"


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles and kisses softly. "As I said, you shouldn't worry yourself about it. Bad for you to be too worried about things. Look where I got from doing it."


Heather O'Leary says softly, "I'll kill him.... He is a dead man, and just doesn't know it yet..."


Elizabeth Maxwell shakes her head. "don't make me tie you up, please? What did I say about not worrying about it? I got an ulcer worrying about you, I don't want you to wind up the same way. Chill."


Heather O'Leary sighs, "He didn't just rape me... He raped you... I want him to suffer... but, not tonight..."


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little bit. "Take note, I'm in much better condition than you are. Even if I'm a little twitchy about wearing the pants after." She snuggles gently. "I'm the one who should be worried about you..."


Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "You kept me sane, love..."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles a little bit. "That's why I went as deep as I did. To keep you sane. The only thing I could do as your girlfriend, to help you. I wouldn't have been able to do it most likely, if I hadn't gone that deep. Any effect on me was worth it, to have you here with me sane."


Heather O'Leary says softly, "As long as you are ok?"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles. "Anything not okay about me is mad about what he did to you, and still not concerned with anything that I experienced. So I made a mess of one pair of pants. Easy enough to clean them up, or burn them, or whatever."


Heather O'Leary nods very slightly


Elizabeth Maxwell kisses your forehead from behind, and slips her hands around to gently hold you again. "But that's for worrying about later. Right now, I'd rather be snuggling on you."


Heather O'Leary chuckles softly, "When isn't that what you'd prefer to be doing?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and shrugs. "Well... never, that I know of."


Heather O'Leary grins, "That is what I thought." She tickles Liz's ribs, repeatedly


Elizabeth Maxwell giggles, and starts tickling back a whole bu9nch, slipping around and sitting in Heather's lap quickly. "Silly Heather..." She kisses quietly on the lips then.


Heather O'Leary accepts the kiss, and her hands continue to tickle though.


Elizabeth Maxwell keeps laughing quietly, squirming a little on the lap, then settling down beside, wrapping arms around Heather's waist again, snuggling. "So, bored and wanting to do something, honey?"


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "How often can I tickle you?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and snuggles. "Well, as much as you want." She grins a little. "I figured you might want to work off a little stress as well, though..."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Why would I be stressed? You've kept me all wraped up in bed, and not even allowed me to cook anything." She is teasing, as her wink shows.


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and tickles. "Hey, if you want to cook..." she grins a little. "But we're both full on cheesecake now. I figure we could be working that off as well, without running a few miles."


Heather O'Leary arches an eyebrow, "Oh? I haven't had a good spar in ages..."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and tickles a little bit. "Well, I'm trying to offer you one, dear."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "If you want to, Love."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles up tight, kissing. "Well, I thought it'd work a few calories off, and might be more fun than sitting here shrugging." She kisses gently.


Heather O'Leary says softly, "All right... You are on. No weapons though."


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles. "Aww... okay." she kisses gently. "If you don't want any. That's fine."


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Weapons... just make it.. less of a workout."


Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles and nods. "Suppose so, dodging away from paint pellets or anything else is less exercise than squirming all over each other hand to hand."


Heather O'Leary chuckles softly


Elizabeth Maxwell tickles a little bit and grins.


Heather O'Leary stands up, and says softly, "Shall We?"


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and snuggles tightly, kissing softly. "Sure."


Heather O'Leary leads the Starchild towards the Training Area.

Heather O'Leary moves to the middle of the Training mat, and drops into a fighting stance.


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles, slipping to the mat, and dropping into... well, less of a fighting stance, smiling and laughing almost. "You first?"


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "i was about to offer the same thing." She quick drops low, and swings her right leg around, to try and sweep Liz to the ground.

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Leg Sweep and Misses!


Elizabeth Maxwell jumps up over the sweep, and laughs a little bit, swinging a hand idly towards her shoulder, gently. "Nice move..."

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Punch and hits!
DAMAGE:  10


Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Yours was better..." She takes the punch to her shoulder, and rolls her leg up, and around in a Roundhouse kick

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Kick and Misses!


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs as the kick is made, ducking away from it, and trying to snatch the Heather's leg, and toss her a ways with it.

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Throw and hits!
DAMAGE:  14


Heather O'Leary is obviously not at the top of her form. She is tossed. She comes up, and smiles, "OK, been training?" She leaps forward, turning it into a forward roll, and she punches at Liz's tummy.

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Punch and hits!
DAMAGE:  13


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles a little, and oofs a little as she's punched. "Well... of course I have, dear. I need to be protecting you, since you wind up getting into so much trouble..." She grins, and tries to pounce Heather quickly, grinning a little bit as she does.

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Tackle and Misses!


Heather O'Leary rolls away, letting her knee do her responding...

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Knee Kick and hits!
DAMAGE:  8


Elizabeth Maxwell oofs again as she's kneed, and laughs a little bit, stumbling away. She drops down, and swings a foot back up, in order to respond properly. "Looks like I might not have trained quite enough..."

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Kick and Misses!


Heather O'Leary chuckles, "I've also been doing this longer..." She rolls sideways from the kick, and gets to her feet. She grabs at the leg, to throw her girlfriend around.

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Throw and Misses!


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and nods. "A lot longer, yes. Just the way things are..." She hops over again, and tries for a far different move this time, a more heavy, less martial artsy move, but one that usually can hit harder.

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Brawling Double-Swing Punch and Misses!


Heather O'Leary is able to get under the swing, and comes out with a Chop at Liz's Leg. Not to the knee though.

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Chop and Misses!


Elizabeth Maxwell rolls out away from the chop, ducking down and trying to succeed at the opening move that didn't work on her, swinging her foot out and trying to trip Heather onto the mat!

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Leg Sweep and Misses!


Heather O'Leary evades nimbly, and returns the favor.

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Leg Sweep and hits!
DAMAGE:  12


Elizabeth Maxwell acks and gets dumped onto the ground, laughing a little bit, and trying to spring back up quickly. She shoves her feet up low, trying to pounce onto Heather slightly, but putting her feet out for the knees, instead of anywhere else, this time.

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Knee Kick and Misses!


Heather O'Leary smiles and dives at Liz as she attacks....

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Tackle and Misses!


Elizabeth Maxwell eeks as she's dived at, trying to squirm away from it quickly. She swings a hand up into it, more on accident than on purpose, as she dodges away...

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Chop and hits!
DAMAGE:  13


Heather O'Leary oofs as she is hit. Damn... She tries a roundhouse again.

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Kick and hits!
DAMAGE:  13


Elizabeth Maxwell oofs as she gets hit, squirming a little and trying to shake herself off. She steadies herself uneasily, as she gets back up, trying to get back in stance, and swinging her fist for Heather again, trying to be proper with her form and motion.

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Punch and hits!
DAMAGE:  12


Heather O'Leary oofs herself, "Nice form Love." She brings her knee towards Liz's tummy.

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Knee Kick and Misses!


Elizabeth Maxwell smiles and dives away, laughing slightly. "Thanks, honey..." She smiles, trying to get herself around, and pounce again, mostly because she likes pouncing Heather, to land on top of her.

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Tackle and hits!
DAMAGE:  13


Heather O'Leary is tackled to the ground, and her only move is to try and throw Liz off.


COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Throw and hits!
DAMAGE:  15


Elizabeth Maxwell oofs as she's thrown off, laughing a little, and jumping back for Heather, trying to get reeeeeeally close this time, being extremely teasing, as she takes a light nip for her.

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Bite and Misses!


Heather O'Leary heys! "Biting now?" She chuckles and lightly swats Liz's mouth, or tries to

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Punch and hits!
DAMAGE:  15


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs, and oofs as she's swatted away, giggling still. "Ow." She grins, and swings her own fist down, trying to poke back in retaliation.

COMBAT:  Elizabeth Maxwell attacks Heather O'Leary with Martial Arts Punch and Misses!


Heather O'Leary smiles, and sweeps the leg again.

COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary attacks Elizabeth Maxwell with Martial Arts Leg Sweep and hits!
DAMAGE:  9
COMBAT:  Heather O'Leary has knocked Elizabeth Maxwell unconscious!


Elizabeth Maxwell oofs, and gets totally knocked off her feet. "Urf."


Heather O'Leary slips down next to Liz, and says, "You give up yet, Love?"


Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and sits back up, snuggling. "Yes."


LOG ENDS

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