Re: Sitting in a place...

Smith paced about outside his/Kara's quarters. Or was that Kara/his
quarters? They were her's first...
Anyhow, Smith paced. And paced. She sure had been in there a long
time. Maybe she was hinting at something. Did she want him to come
in? Or stay out? Hmmm...
Smith briefly considered consulting a more knowledgable friend. No,
wait, he had no friends, knowledgeable or otherwhise...
WAIT! He DID have a more knowledgeable friend! One of his alters must
be good with ladies!
No. That would never work. As realistic as the alters were, they'd
never fool Kara. Plus Smith was far to wussy to shoot himself.
Smith spent another few minutes phyching himself up.
Ok. You can do this.
Riiiiight.
Smith walked toward the door and hit the 'open' threshold...
<tag kara!>