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"Seems a little long, doesn't it?" Miko asked distractedly.
A little blunt, perhaps, but the friendship between Miko Nakadai and Lori Jiminez had never been based on mincing words and half truths.

"It's only the top part of the skirt," Lori grunted around a mouthful of pins. "There's going to be an underskirt, a layer of tulle, and then a slip."

Miko made a face and absent-mindedly took one of the pins Lori removed from the waistline of the dress and stuck it into her messy bun. "Why I let you talk me into tulle is beyond me," she complained.

"It's to fluff out the skirt. You're the one who said you didn't want a huge train on the gown, remember?" Lori stuck another pin in and reached for her pincushion.
She scowled upon realizing that it was mostly empty.

"Will you stop that?" she squawked, and popped upright to remove six straight pins from Miko's hair. "You're off-duty! You can stop hoarding everything that could conceivably be a weapon now."

Miko snorted dryly and traced her fingertips over a barely visible scar at the end of her right eyebrow. "Oh hon," she scoffed, "I'm a Wrecker. That doesn't ever stop."

A minute frown traced its way over Lori's lips for a moment, no doubt as she was remembering some of Major Nakadai's more dangerous missions over the last six years. But she huffed and returned to a semblance of a smile, even though Miko couldn't see her face at the moment.
"Jack doesn't hoard sharp weapons when he's off-duty," she said pointedly.

At the mention of her fiance, Miko's weary face broke into a broad smile. "Who, Captain Iacon? He is a weapon!"

"That's what they say about you, Nakadai."

There were only a handful of minutes left before Miko needed to return to her duties -- there was an unfortunate amount of paperwork to be filled out for a simple incident negotiating asylum on Earth for alien refugees. There hadn't even been an explosion this time! -- nevertheless, Miko rarely got a chance to spend one-on-one time with her former college roommate that wasn't directly related to work. The paperwork could wait just a little longer.

"Yeah?" she asked with a smirk, "Who says that?"

Lori finished pinning the skirt to the bodice and leaned back to examine her handiwork.
"All of Cyber Branch, really, but especially U.E.2 and U.E.4," she answered.

The U.E. teams were by far the only reason Unit E: Cyber Branch was keeping up with its sister division, the G.I. Joes in territory covered and disputes solved. The four teams had all been handpicked by Captain Darby and were involved in everything from espionage to extraterrestrial combat.
It was a diverse bunch.
They were also just a little bit wild, which was probably why Miko and Wheeljack liked them so much. "Stargate on caffeine", Raf had once called them. Which didn't do much for his "resident nerd" status.

"Buncha jokers, the lot of 'em," Miko said fondly. She stepped down from the footstool and let Lori help her out of the dress so that she could start sewing.
"You know those clowns were taking bets on how whether I'd be the one to propose first or Jack?"

"Oh that's what they were betting on!" Lori laughed. "Well, to be fair, the Autobots were making some kind of bet on you two too."

"Knew it!" Miko hissed, snapping her fingers. "Who was involved? I want names: they owe me credits."

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"Seems a little long, doesn't it?" Miko asked distractedly.
A little blunt, perhaps, but the friendship between Miko Nakadai and Lori Jiminez had never been based on mincing words and half truths.

"It's only the top part of the skirt," Lori grunted around a mouthful of pins. "There's going to be an underskirt, a layer of tulle, and then a slip."

Miko made a face and absent-mindedly took one of the pins Lori removed from the waistline of the dress and stuck it into her messy bun. "Why I let you talk me into tulle is beyond me," she complained.

"It's to fluff out the skirt. You're the one who said you didn't want a huge train on the gown, remember?" Lori stuck another pin in and reached for her pincushion.
She scowled upon realizing that it was mostly empty.

"Will you stop that?" she squawked, and popped upright to remove six straight pins from Miko's hair. "You're off-duty! You can stop hoarding everything that could conceivably be a weapon now."

Miko snorted dryly and traced her fingertips over a barely visible scar at the end of her right eyebrow. "Oh hon," she scoffed, "I'm a Wrecker. That doesn't ever stop."

A minute frown traced its way over Lori's lips for a moment, no doubt as she was remembering some of Major Nakadai's more dangerous missions over the last six years. But she huffed and returned to a semblance of a smile, even though Miko couldn't see her face at the moment.
"Jack doesn't hoard sharp weapons when he's off-duty," she said pointedly.

At the mention of her fiance, Miko's weary face broke into a broad smile. "Who, Captain Iacon? He is a weapon!"

"That's what they say about you, Nakadai."

There were only a handful of minutes left before Miko needed to return to her duties -- there was an unfortunate amount of paperwork to be filled out for a simple incident negotiating asylum on Earth for alien refugees. There hadn't even been an explosion this time! -- nevertheless, Miko rarely got a chance to spend one-on-one time with her former college roommate that wasn't directly related to work. The paperwork could wait just a little longer.

"Yeah?" she asked with a smirk, "Who says that?"

Lori finished pinning the skirt to the bodice and leaned back to examine her handiwork.
"All of Cyber Branch, really, but especially U.E.2 and U.E.4," she answered.

The U.E. teams were by far the only reason Unit E: Cyber Branch was keeping up with its sister division, the G.I. Joes in territory covered and disputes solved. The four teams had all been handpicked by Captain Darby and were involved in everything from espionage to extraterrestrial combat.
It was a diverse bunch.
They were also just a little bit wild, which was probably why Miko and Wheeljack liked them so much. "Stargate on caffeine", Raf had once called them. Which didn't do much for his "resident nerd" status.

"Buncha jokers, the lot of 'em," Miko said fondly. She stepped down from the footstool and let Lori help her out of the dress so that she could start sewing.
"You know those clowns were taking bets on how whether I'd be the one to propose first or Jack?"

"Oh that's what they were betting on!" Lori laughed. "Well, to be fair, the Autobots were making some kind of bet on you two too."

"Knew it!" Miko hissed, snapping her fingers. "Who was involved? I want names: they owe me credits."

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