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	An hour later, Bill produced one more surprise. In addition to the promised Justice of the Peace, he conducted every member of both their immediate families onto the small testing platform where the ceremony was being held. The wedding was interesting, to say the least, and they had to have their cake cut for them afterward, but the unique, happy couple following the sunset on a helicopter bound for the Pacific coast was a highlight that no one present would soon forget.		An hour later, Bill produced one more surprise. In addition to the promised Justice of the Peace, he conducted every member of both their immediate families onto the small testing platform where the ceremony was being held. The wedding was interesting, to say the least, and they had to have their cake cut for them afterward, but the unique, happy couple following the sunset on a helicopter bound for the Pacific coast was a highlight that no one present would soon forget.


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Leasara at 18:05, 12 January 2008

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	{{author's note\| This was part of my Story-A-Day exercise that I did for a week in December 2006 or January 2007 and one of my first attempts at adding eroticism. In that respect I think I mostly failed, but I do love the romance of the general story on this one. It was the romance that made this my favorite story that I had written for a long while. I like to leave a lot to the reader's imagination, so I didn't define the trigger as much in the story as I did in my mind. I keep meaning to go back and fix that.}}		{{author's note\| This was part of my Story-A-Day exercise that I did for a week in December 2006 or January 2007 and one of my first attempts at adding eroticism. In that respect I think I mostly failed, but I do love the romance of the general story on this one. It was the romance that made this my favorite story that I had written for a long while. I like to leave a lot to the reader's imagination, so I didn't define the trigger as much in the story as I did in my mind. I keep meaning to go back and fix that.}}
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	Lysette was not in a good mood. "I want every goddam scientist from the goddam R&D team down here now! I put up wi-" the speaker in the control room gave out under the strain of her tirade, and a tech gave a sigh of relief.		Lysette was not in a good mood. "I want every goddam scientist from the goddam R&D team down here now! I put up wi-" the speaker in the control room gave out under the strain of her tirade, and a tech gave a sigh of relief.

Leasara at 16:57, 12 January 2008

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	"Lys, I need to know that you're all right, I don't know what happened, but I'm sure we can fix it. I'm at the viewport, if you can hear me, at least let me know you're ok." He rested his forehead against the glass, starring at the radio, feeling his heart sink lower every second he waited for a reply he was starting to think wouldn't come. Suddenly he heard a knock from inside the chamber. Snapping his attention to the little window, he saw Lysette's face filling the port with the biggest grin he had ever seen anywhere. As waves of relief washed over him, he lifted his radio again, but she shook her head at him, and then it registered. Her helmet was off. He put his hand against the glass, a motion she mimicked, and they just stared at each-other for a while.		"Lys, I need to know that you're all right, I don't know what happened, but I'm sure we can fix it. I'm at the viewport, if you can hear me, at least let me know you're ok." He rested his forehead against the glass, starring at the radio, feeling his heart sink lower every second he waited for a reply he was starting to think wouldn't come. Suddenly he heard a knock from inside the chamber. Snapping his attention to the little window, he saw Lysette's face filling the port with the biggest grin he had ever seen anywhere. As waves of relief washed over him, he lifted his radio again, but she shook her head at him, and then it registered. Her helmet was off. He put his hand against the glass, a motion she mimicked, and they just stared at each-other for a while.


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	Jim spent the next six weeks going over every shred of research, every document, every memo. Any piece of information remotely related to deep dive suite project came under his scrutiny and was committed to memory. He couldn't find anything that might be responsible for the accident. One of the big problems about diving at depth is that the diver can only carry so much breathable gas. Strenuous motion, like swimming, causes the diver to consume more gas. Now that the suit had been built, it was left to BMI to create a propulsion device. The device they came up with was based on a mako shark's tale, and they developed an experimental neural interface to control it. The problem had to be somewhere in the integration of the interface, but nothing would come to mind. Every time he hit a dead end, he would change his tack and look at the problem of communicating in the absence of air.Still, at least he was able to prove early on that is was safe to depressurize the tank and get her moved to a large pool.		Jim spent the next six weeks going over every shred of research, every document, every memo. Any piece of information remotely related to deep dive suite project came under his scrutiny and was committed to memory. He couldn't find anything that might be responsible for the accident. One of the big problems about diving at depth is that the diver can only carry so much breathable gas. Strenuous motion, like swimming, causes the diver to consume more gas. Now that the suit had been built, it was left to BMI to create a propulsion device. The device they came up with was based on a mako shark's tale, and they developed an experimental neural interface to control it. The problem had to be somewhere in the integration of the interface, but nothing would come to mind. Every time he hit a dead end, he would change his tack and look at the problem of communicating in the absence of air.Still, at least he was able to prove early on that is was safe to depressurize the tank and get her moved to a large pool.

Leasara at 00:28, 12 January 2008

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	{{author's note\| This was part of my Story-A-Day exercise that I did for a week in December 2006 or January 2007 and one of my first attempts at adding eroticism. In that respect I think I mostly failed, but I do love the romance of the general story on this one. It was the romance that made this my favorite story that I had written for a long while. I like to leave a lot to the reader's imagination, so I didn't define the trigger as much in the story as I did in my mind. I keep meaning to go back and fix that.}}		{{author's note\| This was part of my Story-A-Day exercise that I did for a week in December 2006 or January 2007 and one of my first attempts at adding eroticism. In that respect I think I mostly failed, but I do love the romance of the general story on this one. It was the romance that made this my favorite story that I had written for a long while. I like to leave a lot to the reader's imagination, so I didn't define the trigger as much in the story as I did in my mind. I keep meaning to go back and fix that.}}

Leasara at 00:27, 12 January 2008

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	{{author's note\| This was one of my first attempts at adding eroticism. In that respect I think I mostly failed, but I do love the romance of the general story on this one. I like to leave a lot to the reader's imagination, so I didn't define the trigger as much in the story as I did in my mind. I keep meaning to go back and fix that.}}		{{author's note\| This was part of my Story-A-Day exercise that I did for a week in December 2006 or January 2007 and one of my first attempts at adding eroticism. In that respect I think I mostly failed, but I do love the romance of the general story on this one. It was the romance that made this my favorite story that I had written for a long while. I like to leave a lot to the reader's imagination, so I didn't define the trigger as much in the story as I did in my mind. I keep meaning to go back and fix that.}}

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	An hour later, Bill produced one more surprise. In addition to the promised Justice of the Peace, he conducted every member of both their immediate families onto the small testing platform where the ceremony was being held. The wedding was interesting, to say the least, and they had to have their cake cut for them afterward, but the unique, happy couple following the sunset on a helicopter bound for the Pacific coast was a highlight that no one present would soon forget.		An hour later, Bill produced one more surprise. In addition to the promised Justice of the Peace, he conducted every member of both their immediate families onto the small testing platform where the ceremony was being held. The wedding was interesting, to say the least, and they had to have their cake cut for them afterward, but the unique, happy couple following the sunset on a helicopter bound for the Pacific coast was a highlight that no one present would soon forget.


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Leasara at 21:45, 10 January 2008

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	{{author's note\| This was one of my first attempts at adding eroticism. In that respect I think I mostly failed, but I do love the general story on this one. I like to leave a lot to the reader's imagination, so I didn't define the trigger as much in the story as I did in my mind. I keep meaning to go back and fix that.}}		{{author's note\| This was one of my first attempts at adding eroticism. In that respect I think I mostly failed, but I do love the romance of the general story on this one. I like to leave a lot to the reader's imagination, so I didn't define the trigger as much in the story as I did in my mind. I keep meaning to go back and fix that.}}

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Leasara at 21:45, 10 January 2008

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	"We don't know, Doc. everything looks fine here. We took the pressure back up to 5 bars. I think Peter's in shock though, we have him lying down with his feet up. He isn't making a lot of sense yet."		"We don't know, Doc. everything looks fine here. We took the pressure back up to 5 bars. I think Peter's in shock though, we have him lying down with his feet up. He isn't making a lot of sense yet."

	"What's he saying?"		"What's he saying?"

	"I think he's praying. I thought he was an atheist?"		"I think he's praying. I thought he was an atheist?"

Leasara at 21:44, 10 January 2008

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