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His Sarcophagus

By: sagelondon
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His Sarcophagus

His Sarcophagus is a story rated NC`17 for mature audiences. All
characters except for my own originals are the property of others. I
bow before JMS, and ask him not to sue me. This rewrites Babylon5 canon.
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His Sarcophagus by Sage London

Susan Ivanova, Captain, stood on the deck of her ship "The Osiris" and
stared out at the stars. It had long been a habit of hers. Marcus had
once asked her about why sheed ted to look at them so much. Ah,
Marcus. How she missed her Ranger. Pain in the ass though he was.
When her shift ended she turned over command to her Exec and left for
her quarters. She had her nightly ritual to perform. And boy was she
ready for it!
8 months had passed. For almost all of that time, she had spent her
nights this way. Her days were filled with duty and education. She
wanted to make Marcus proud of her. So she studied every book he
owned. Contacted the venerable Minbari instructor Sech Turval for
lessons in meditation and Denn'Bok fighting techniques. She could even
speak all 3 Minbari dialects now. She lived his life as fully as she
could, making every day important and useful. But the nights were
agony for her. So she found a way to be with him. If only in her mind.
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Upon reaching her quarters Susan immediately stripped her uniform off.
She practically ran to her bed, reaching under it she withdrew an
ornate box. Very beautiful. Engraved was a phrase in Minbari. "Nusan
Felani En Eleez Medronn." The Man who had done it was puzzled, but
Susan felt it was fitting. It housed all of Marcus' belongings, few
though there were. She removed his cloak and lay it out on the bed.
She could still smell Marcus on it, though she knew she wasn't really
doing anything but remembering. She lay on it and reached into the
left pocket. It held his Denn'Bok. A beautiful antique fighting pike
that was never intended for the function it was about to perform.
Susan focused her mind on a mental image of Marcus that she still
held. In her dreamlike state, she imagined him beside her. Stroking
her breasts, fingering her clit, whispering I love you in her ear. And
when she could stand it no more, she directed the pike inside her
warm, wet folds. It was quite large in diameter, and even after all
these months it took a moment to get used to the feel of it.
"OHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDDD!," Susan exclaimed as she maneuvered it in and
out of herself. Faster, harder, longer strokes until finally, finally
she came so hard she could scarsely breathe. you could be here with me.>
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Susan had fallen asleep. Exhausted from her unusual sexual escapades.
A message came in on her comm unit. She quickly pulled Marcus' cloak
around her and walked over to answer it. "Receive." Susan was stunned
to see Delenn Sheridan, Entil'Zha of the Rangers staring back at her.
Though her methods were odd, Susan looked as thoroughly fucked as any
woman could be. Delenn spoke first. "I am sorry to trouble you my
friend. But i thought you should know. We attempted to move marcus'
cryo unit to the mausoleum on Minbar built to house him. And he never
arrived."
"Attempted? Never arrived? How?"
" His cryo unit arrived, but I am afraid he was not in it. I am
terribly sorry Susan but I thought you wouldwant to know."
Susan Ivanova, Captain, fell to the floor in a dead faint. She was in
shock and unconscious. And on the edge of hysteria. Marcus, my Marcus is gone forever. He's truly gone forever.>
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Somewhere in a deep cavern on Minbar two figures clothed in black
cloaks spoke: their heads close together. "It is done. She will come
to Minbar. You must go now and wait for her. It isn't safe here."
The second figure nodded his agreement. As he pulled his hood further
down, his face was seen for a brief second by the first man.
Not his whole face. Just a dark beard. And bright sorrowful eyes.

part 2 soon


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