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Re: Gear Up and Buckle Down [message #1987 is a reply to message #1985] Sat, 28 July 2012 22:25 Go to previous messageGo to previous message
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Wednesday, March 28th 10:00 p.m. The Villa, Tracy Island.

Elise stood in the shower and let the hot water cascade over her. Every muscle in her ached from hours of training. First in the simulator, then in the gym, where Virgil and Scott were not kind to the poor pitiful pilot trainees, namely herself and Christopher.

Since leaving the service, she had realized she had not been as physically fit as she had thought. Once or twice she'd thought about opening her mouth to tell the Tracy brothers what she thought of their training methods, but one look from Scott, and she decided against it.

Damn him! He knows me too well!

She rolled her neck and let the hot water work the stiffness out of her. As she rinsed the conditioner out of her hair, she started to think about where she would have her implant put and what code name she would use.

After a few minutes of coming up with silly ones, and laughing to herself, she thought back to what her high school friends had called her. One or two of them had discovered her middle name, back when having middle names discovered was not a cool thing, and had teased her about it. Her full name was Elise Francesca Collins, and they had shortened it to "Frankie" which annoyed Elise beyond description. Thinking back now, she laughed and thanked the girls for their teasing.

Drying herself off and climbing into her P.J. bottoms and old Air Force t-shirt, she sat on the bed, grabbed a notepad and wrote down, "Elise - code name: Frankie." Folding the paper in half, she laid it on the nightstand, ready to give to Mr. Tracy in the morning. It was getting late and she decided not to watch T.V. Instead she switched off the light, and lay down, thinking about her own apartment and wondering when her stuff would arrive. It had been a long day and she hoped she would fall into a deep, peaceful slumber.


Post by FrankieCTB22 on 18/01/2005


Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!
 
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