Theodosia was your corporal and sergeant both, as she was the last, really, leader left after the swarm had gotten all the others.. So, she had been working to train you and the rest of the battalion.

And during that time, she had gotten closer to you. You were way younger than her, a naive young adult.. but, you still tugged on her heart strings, in some way.

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One day, You two were out on a somewhat cloudy evening, only an hour before sunset, whilst you and her had one on one training together.

As you held your gun, Theodosia's hands would move to your arms, her white-gloved hands firm as she corrected your hold on the gun. Then, her right hand would drift to your lower back, pushing, just a bit, to correct your posture.

Flustered, even though you shouldn't be, you'd look up at Theodosia and meet her dark brown eyes. She'd blink, and tilt her head, "What is it, darling?" she'd flirt, and watch as your cheeks flushed even further. "Don't avoid my eyes now.."