Post by Samantha Casey on Aug 22, 2013 4:04:09 GMT -5
((ooc: Hope this is okay Onas, if you need me to change anything let me know, I don't mind editing it at all. 
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1923, Oct 2nd 2003; Crew Quarters
Samantha Casey returned to the quarters after a day in the simulators to find Tyler in his cot no doubt recovering. Most everyone was either still eating dinner or coming or going for practice shifts. She had agreed with Chris, they should check on Tyler, and she hadn’t yet. Instead of crossing the room to her bed Sam decidedly turned to her left and stepped towards Tyler’s bunk.
“Hey there Ty, I heard you got your ass handed to you. But your ass appears to be right where it’s supposed to be,” she teased flashing him her signature smirky grin. “Thought I’d come by and see how you’re doing?” she added earnestly.
Sam leaned against the frame of the bed. “Lars is gonna get what’s coming to him don’t you worry,” she replied, jokingly of course, it was an empty threat, “I’ll, I’ll get someone else to do it for me,” she said playfully. “Well Ty, do you need anything?” she paused, “Not that I will actually get you anything,” she deadpanned, “It just seemed like a nice gestured,” she joked. Of course Sam would actually get an injured Ty almost anything just like she probably would do for any other Hawks while pretending like it was out of sheer convenience ‘oh I was just passing by the mess hall so I figured I’d bring you back a bagel.’
))1923, Oct 2nd 2003; Crew Quarters
Samantha Casey returned to the quarters after a day in the simulators to find Tyler in his cot no doubt recovering. Most everyone was either still eating dinner or coming or going for practice shifts. She had agreed with Chris, they should check on Tyler, and she hadn’t yet. Instead of crossing the room to her bed Sam decidedly turned to her left and stepped towards Tyler’s bunk.
“Hey there Ty, I heard you got your ass handed to you. But your ass appears to be right where it’s supposed to be,” she teased flashing him her signature smirky grin. “Thought I’d come by and see how you’re doing?” she added earnestly.
Sam leaned against the frame of the bed. “Lars is gonna get what’s coming to him don’t you worry,” she replied, jokingly of course, it was an empty threat, “I’ll, I’ll get someone else to do it for me,” she said playfully. “Well Ty, do you need anything?” she paused, “Not that I will actually get you anything,” she deadpanned, “It just seemed like a nice gestured,” she joked. Of course Sam would actually get an injured Ty almost anything just like she probably would do for any other Hawks while pretending like it was out of sheer convenience ‘oh I was just passing by the mess hall so I figured I’d bring you back a bagel.’
