"What if I do," a voice echoed behind Riqimo, his head turned in an almost sickening direction as Namyr's fist clocked him on his injured side of the face. Riqimo howled in pain and dropped Saphira, who gasped for air and clutched her throat.
"Nams, get out of here, it's not Doc," Saph said her voice hoarse, she yelped in pain as Riqimo landed a knee to her face.
"I know," Namyr said her lekku pointed forward in an agressive manner as she her fists were drawn as she stared down Riqimo. The strench of cold, damp, death has reached her nose even from the length of Riqimo's office. She had been suspicious at first at the length of time it took him to chew out his troops and once she tasted that smell, the the taste of fear Namyr knew what was going on. There she was a short while later, wearing a skin tight black body suit that was normally worn underneath the coveralls of her ARC armour.
"Now now, Nam'
EWSO," Riqimo said grinning sickly, "You don't want to hurt precious Riq'eswo now do you?" he asked ludging forward only to have Namyr easily dodge out of his way, 'Just let me hurt your little friend here, punish her for her insuborination and we can go on with our lives."
"Humans," Namyr chuckled, 'You think that if someone is the same species and color that if we meet we're automatically friends," she said a little coldly, "She's an aquatence, a trooper of yours, that's all. None the less she is a a lower ranking solider and she hasn't been in as long as us someone has to keep her safe if her Squad Leader won't."
Riqimo hissed angrily and went for Namyr again, again she easily dodge, her feet oddly not making any noise on the ground as she stepped, "Funny thing is, Riqimo and I have sparred enough that I know his weaknesses, I know what he's strong at. And I also know I have never shown him all of my trick while sparring," she said her hand suddenly coming down on Riqimo's collarbone, jarring him to his knees. As expected Namyr's feet were knocked from under her, easily she swung her legs into a crouched position tackling Riqimo around his middle. Both of them were thrown to the air, Namyr using Riqimo's body to protect her from most of the desks that they hit. She winced in pain as one of the desks hit her shoulder, her arms let go of Riqimo and he flew a few feet away from Namyr.
Namyr got to her feet as Riqimo got to his, "Nam'eswo I never thought that I'd have to kill you," he hissed cracking his neck making goosebumps run up and down Namyr's spine.
"Saph get out of here!" Namyr said, Saph tried to protest before Namyr looked at her with cold eyes and an even colder smirk, "Just go already, Riqimo has never met my darker side," said her arm shooting out and grabbing Riqimo's fist as he tried to punch her. She smiled with glee as Saph ran from the room and the door shut behind her. Namyr's sharp fingernails dug into Riqimo's soft hand, her fingers finding the sensetive tendons and bones bringing the man to his knees in pain.
"You are truly, truly a stupid man," Namyr growled her bright yellow eyes turning to a dark red color, "Why are you trying to destroy everything that she's worked for to make herself happy?" she asked digging her nails in deep.
"Who-who are you, you're not Namyr," Riqimo scrapping desperately at Namyr's hand and arm to get her to let go of him.
"Who am I" she asked, she easily yanked Riqimo to his feet, her other hand shot out and gripped his groin holding him, and garentee he didn't move, "Do you think Namyr could have survived being a slave to Lazarus for all this time without creating me? I'm stronger, tougher, and crueller then she would ever try to be. I was the one who gave Lazarus his scars, and all those years are a blur to Namyr because I took the brunt of it for her. I was created when she became dead inside, withdrawn, and someone had to save the pitiful child. Now." she said gripping his groin even tighter, "As I recall I headbutted you a long time ago, I thought you learned your lesson," she hissed into his ear darkly.
"What can I say I'm a sucker for a woman who can cause me pain," Riqimo chuckled and winced as she squeezed again.
"Let me tell you something, if you ever try to hurt Namyr's happiness, I will hunt you down, torture you, and leave you painfully crippled for the rest of your life. I promise you that," she said in an almost lovingly seductive tone in Riqimo's ear.
"Be still my beating heart," Riqimo said sarcastically as she let him go and shoved him back into a desk, "Too bad we haven't met we would have made one hell of a couple," he grinned.
"Probably, but Namyr deserves to be happy, now let's let the two lovers have their time together, we'll be at each other's throat soon enough," she said roughly grabbing the back of Riqimo's neck and bringing him for a kiss.
"Namyr I brought help!" Saphira exclaimed as two MP's rushed through the door and stopped short seeing Namyr and Riqimo kissing. Riqimo and Namyr seperated their cheeks flushing.
'What help?" Namyr asked lifting an eyebrow and glancing at Riqimo both of their eyes locking, while Namyr's eyes turned red and Riqimo's eyes turned gray before they were back to normal and the two of them looked back at Saphira.
"Really, Saph, sometimes you're jokes aren't that funny," Riqimo said and chuckled.
"Oh, you're lunch is cold by now," Namyr said blinking a few times, "Damn you and your distracting ways," she said playfully.
"If there isn't anything else," the MP's asked giving Saphira an annoyed look, Riqimo shook his head at the two MP's saluted and left the room.
"Well I guess we'd better go and get some warm lunch," Namyr chuckled taking Riqimo's hand, "Would you like to come Saph?"
