It was an informal sort of event, a dozen same,-sex couples - all on the verge of purely symbolic matrimony - and perhaps another fifty assorted guests and staff they'd have to work their way close to.
They knew the smuggler was a woman, Fiona, but no idea what she or her partner looked like.
Escorting Murdock was both familiar and the slightest bit terrifying - for once they had to actually look like they were actually an item. They had to mix with people that weren't practically raised under the lumbering shadow of DADT.
"Ready for this?" Her murmurs, leaning in close with one hand pressed to the small of his partner's back. "Don't forget your cover ID."
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Date: 2013-04-16 11:20 pm (UTC)They knew the smuggler was a woman, Fiona, but no idea what she or her partner looked like.
Escorting Murdock was both familiar and the slightest bit terrifying - for once they had to actually look like they were actually an item. They had to mix with people that weren't practically raised under the lumbering shadow of DADT.
"Ready for this?" Her murmurs, leaning in close with one hand pressed to the small of his partner's back. "Don't forget your cover ID."