Simones arms looped about his neck as he drew her closer, locked in his embrace and utterly lost in the moment. She drew her lips away slowly, resting her forehead against his, hands cupping his face, her thumbs stroking stubble on his cheeks. Suddenly her childish fears of being hurt seemed exactly that - childish and irrelevant. The only man she'd even known to make it past her icy walls, and she was content to let him stay.
She opened her eyes, taking his face in, in the gentle glow of the screens around them and smiled. Primal instinct yearned for more, perhaps even glinted in her eyes for a moment, but she knew she wasn't there just yet. She slipped out of his embrace, tugging him by his hand to the diagnostics running through the screens. "If we had the funds, right now, I'd say we gut the systems we've got and replace them. That being said, we can make do with what we've got. The life support system should keep us going without poisoning us for at least another year, two, if we shut down these four sectors, run it at half power but that's a lot of space we won't be able to use without a space suit."
It was easy to slip back into business, though there was something different, almost electric in the air between them. "Modulators aren't a major issue, I can build them from scrap and have 'em last a lifetime. Defenses though? That's a whole other problem. In the weeks you were gone I had to shut down nearly half the droids due to corroded motherboards and feth knows what else. They really are better off as scrap and I've a few ideas for a new designs not just for inside, but to patrol the outside of the city too, it you'll permit it that is. Turrets..well, I blew three trying to test them in Sector F and didn't dare with the rest. Damage was to high. Shields are seriously limited. We'd be better off with a planetary grade shield, than anything else."
She turned her back on the screens, perching on the edge of the desk she shove her hands into her pockets. "Long and short of it? We can survive here, for the moment, on the grounds no one attacks us. the minute weapons starting swinging our way, well...all we've got to throw back is whatever you brought with you."
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