Follow me please...

           We met the Sips last week.  Now, let's meet one in particular, Lt. Walker.  He's cool, reserved and completely clueless as to how to handle his newest charge.  His first encounter with Skyla leaves him a bit discombobulated.  Oh, how I love it when Skyla whips out her sarcasm.  Here's a small excerpt from their first meeting.

 

           Dr. Smith opens the door into a long white hallway and motions for a nearby Sip to approach us.  “Lt. Walker, please escort Miss Deep to her room and make sure she knows the rules.”

            A boy clad in the Sip’s standard black uniform steps into view.  He looks young.  Like way too young to be a Sip.  Black hair frames his somewhat angular face but chocolate brown eyes soften the look.  His frame is shorter than Dr. Smith’s but he makes up for it in bulk, with wide shoulders and a body built for taking a beating. 

            Standing at attention, Lt. Walker salutes Dr. Smith before giving me a once over.  “Miss Deep.  This way please.” 

            Spinning on his heel, he heads down the hallway, not bothering to check if I’m following him or not.  I watch as his shaggy black hair shrinks into the distance.  Smirking to myself, I wonder how long it will take him to notice my absence.

            “Lt. Walker,” Dr. Smith yells.  He spins around, his dark eyes suddenly registering that I’m nowhere near him.  “I’m afraid that Miss Deep isn’t accustomed to obeying.  You’ll have to be a bit more…persuasive with her.” 

            I scowl at Dr. Smith. 

            Lt. Walker makes his way back down the hall, his face burning red with embarrassment.  “I apologize, Dr. Smith.  It won’t happen again, Sir.”  He forcefully grabs me by the back of the arm, his fingers digging into my skin as he pulls me forward.

            “Ouch,” I mumble, ripping my arm out of his grasp.  “I can walk on my own.”

            “Didn’t look like it a minute ago,” Lt. Walker observes.

            Now, I have to smile.  I can see it’s going to be a lot of fun messing with this guy.  “There’s a stark difference between wanting to and being able to, Lt. Walker.”

            The Lt. stops, an annoyed look crossing his face.  “Well, Miss Deep.  You can either want to walk there on your own accord, or I’ll be forced to carry you like a two year old child.  Either way, you will move.” 

         

          Oh, how I would love to be a fly on the wall during some of these scenes.  Get excited people!!  Release day is inching closer and closer!  Eeeeeekkkk!!! :)

 

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