Private I Can't Believe It's Not Art!

[Dagmar Kortu]

"Believe me Tavi," Dagamar said feeling his cheeks heating up in embarrassment, he didn't want to come across as creepy Dagmar just wanted to have the dress be a surprise. "It was tough for me to get in contact with you people, but I got lucky as your seamstress' husband is a commanding officer in the GADF. Through him I contacted your people."

He sighed. "I'm sorry Tavi," Dagmar said averting his gaze. "I just wanted it to be a surprise, I didn't think about it being creepy I just wanted to make it up to you especially when I'm going to be gone again."

Dagmar gulped. "Just a picture of you wearing the dress," he said. "But if you don't want to, I understand but I promise you Tavi I will write and call you as often as I can."

Octavia Bardot

 

[Octavia Bardot]

TAG: Dagmar Kortu

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It was hard for Octavia not to laugh this time as he fumbled over himself after she had called him out. "Dag," she sighed out, and as he kept going she couldn't help but to laugh for real this time. "Dag!" she reached out to touch his hand and shook her head. "I was teasing you." she stated, biting at her lower lip for just a moment as she tried not to giggle more than she already had been doing. "While yes, its brow raising that you found a way to my seamstress, it is also sweet that you took the time to do so in order to present me with this surprise." she fluffed her hands against the dress for emphasis.

When he brought up just a picture of her in the dress, Tavi's brow creased. "What?" she asked, "You didn't even ask me a question." she pointed out to him. "You're starting to rush ahead in your thoughts. Why are you so nervous around me today?"

 

[Dagmar Kortu]

Dagmar remained frozen when Octavia attempted to pry him for why he was acting so nervous. Did he really want to tell Tavi? That he loved her since they were kids? Would she take it well? Octavia was strong but she does have her limits everyone does. Even though Dagmar was more than confident in his abilities, there was always that possibility that he would come back Tavi in a body bag. This was now or never, either tell Tavi and get it over with or don't tell her and risk alienating her.

"Tavi," Dagmar sighed his heart thumbing and his palms beginning to feel wet. "Please sit down, I need to confess something."

Octavia Bardot