Roman Fell Empire Fleet's Story

Three days later...

The spy was ready to go. The Roman-Militian engineers hauled it into a stealth pod, set to land on Blackrock without a trace, upon which the spy would integrate itself with the other C.O.R.e. robots.
They launched it down onto Blackrock. Ashia had a group tracking it's movements, just in case anything went wrong.
Ashia sat among them, watching it descend.

After the launch, Rome asked Ashia to escort him back to his room. When they arrived, he brought her inside. "So, where is it going to land at?" Rome asks as he lays down swiftly onto his bed, resting his head on a pillow, he analyzes her outfit slowly. "You look very nice today." He laid there stairing at her as sweetly as ever.

Ashia gave Rome The Look. The Look was dangerous. It meant that Ashia knew exactly what Rome was trying to do, and she wasn't falling for it.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" she asked very bluntly. "Because I'm pretty sure bosses don't chat with their female workers while lying in their bedrooms."

Rome looked at her bluntly. "I am not trying to seduce you. If I wanted your... 'company' I would have ordered you to do it. I look at you as a friend, maybe more. But I am being very serious. I am tired, so I lay down. Maybe common sense isn't so common..." Rome continued to look at her, but slowly shifted his eyes to the window, showing vast systems, stars... Metoers and planets, moving slowly in space. "Have you ever just stared into the sky and know you would do something great and help everyone... I may have a empire, but I don't even have a planet to rule, like a actual ruler. I have so much I need to work on, and I'm going to be honest, a Emperor can't rule without his Empress. So instead of forcing you, I want to do it conventionally, so I want you to look at me as another person, not a Emperor, not a general, just another being..." He looked back at her

Ashia looked at Rome for a long time. Then she sighed. "Look. You seem nice and all, but..." She paused. "I'm not... I gave up all dreams of romance a long time ago. You're a nice person - and maybe a little cute - but I can't. I really am sorry. I can't do it anymore."
The odd thing was, she really did feel sad and guilty. She did want to be with this man. But it would be hard. And he didn't know anything about her. Not what she'd done to innocent lives. Guilty ones, too. But still lives.
If he really knew anything about her, he would stay away. And she did want him. But she couldn't. And it was heart-wrenching.
All of this internal struggle passed in a second with a blank face. She excused herself, walking out of the hallway, cursing the man that had changed her life.

Rome jumped up chasing her down the hall, grabing her, and forcing her to look at him. He paused a moment before kissing her softly. "I know you aren't proud of things you have done to people in the past. But think, how do you think I got to the position I am in now? You think I haven't done horrible things in the past? I have... And I know, especially for a militia like you were in, being a high rank, you have done horrible things. I know. So please, just try... For me?" He looked at her hopefully, slowly letting go of her, waiting for a response.

Ashia looked at her employer, who was almost on his knees begging to be with her. She'd never really thought of herself as beautiful, but this did seem to show a little more about her employer. He did love her and wanted desperately to be with her. She was so used to people hiding themselves behind masks of secrecy and politics, she was stunned for a moment.
She stood there for almost a minute before saying, "Maybe. Maybe I will, at least if this plan to destroy the C.O.R.e. doesn't end with us as floating bodies in space." She smiled at him, and there was a bit of warmth in that smile. "So let's go insure that that doesn't happen, shall we?"

Rome smiled back "Of course!" He hopped back up onto his feet and they walked hand in hand to the mission room, where they saw that they just allowed the bot into the base and all was going to plan.