Dawn sat in her chair, aboard her dragonship the Windstalker, and tapped her fingers angrily against her desk. They were heading towards the Cook to drop Ayalia off but that was not the main reason for her ire. She was mad at Nimin. How dare he knock her out and send her back to a ship like a disobedient child? Well she was about to show him she was no child.
~Nimin in my office now!~ she ordered testily.
Nimin received the order and blinked into Dawn's office in a shower of sparkles he stood tall and proud in front of Dawn's desk looking at a spot on the wall just behind her.
"Care to explain to me what the hell you thought you were doing down on the planet? You could have messed the whole mission up," she growled.
"I was saving the mission from you Milady." Nimin said unemotionally, still staring at the spot on the wall.
"What?" Dawn said, her eyes going silver as her growled question sound inhumanly deep, her eyes on him.
"You had lost control Milady," Nimin said unmoved by the change in Dawn.
Suddenly Dawn vanished from behind her desk, reappeared behind him and in one swift movement swept his feet from under him, sending him falling backwards as she disappeared and reappeared in front of him.
Nimin hit the floor heavily, but recovered quickly to get back to his feet.
Dawn was growling and her skin was glowing blue. It hadn't gone to the silver that indicated kill mode but she was close. "I should kill you for insubordination," she snarled as she circled him.
Nimin once again stood tall, his muscles tensing showing a power he knew Dawn saw. "Understood Milady," He replied firmly and without fear.
Dawn's eyes narrowed to slits and she hissed at him. "Insufferable male," she said before vanishing and reappearing behind him as she launched herself into the air, intent on landing on his back.
Nimin spun and grabbed Dawn as she descended upon him, he took two quick steps and pinned her to the wall with his body, and he gave a deep primal growl as he held her to the wall.
"Weakling," she hissed at him, her body suddenly stilling.
Nimin grabbed her hands tightly pinning them to her sides as his body continued to hold her to the wall.
"You do not own me," Dawn said her eyes full of savagery and something even more primitive, desire.
"No I don't," Nimin replied in a low growl, sniffing at her neck inhaling her scent.
"You are like them," Dawn said suddenly, losing the glow to her eyes and skin as what amounted to a look of sadness passed over her.
Nimin stopped his movements, and looked into Dawn's eyes