Editing Heretical Love (section)

==== MEANWHILE (again)====

Frederick looks up from his work, sneakily.

Helena sits there in full view, glorious tits resting on the tank as she listens to some music and tans.
He's always had a thing for her. Ever since he started fixing up their tank. This, despite all of his friends telling him she is clearly a gear-eater with no interest in his piston of love.
Frederick sighs heavily as he tightens a bolt. For now, he will probably just have to be content with watching her in all her giggling, strawberry blonde beauty.
"Whats wrong Mekboy?" Helena suddenly calls down to him.
Fredrick, startled, looks back up.

"Err, nothing. Tank is just being stubborn, is all." He wrings his wrench nervously.
Helena laughs and re-ties her top before sitting up, which causes those tantalizing flesh orbs to bounce all over the place.
"Well you want to take a break and go grab some chow with me?" She asks, swinging her feet idly as she sits on the barrel.

"You? And... Me?" Frederick asks quietly.

"Yeah, Sarah is passed out."

Frederick is happy but lost as he follows Helena to wherever she is taking him. Clearly not the mess hall.
The Omnissiah has blessed him this day, maybe he will get a chance to try out his twelve speed servo-actuated cyborghood someday after all.
Helena shifts the pack of food to her other shoulder.
"Cmon iron man, we're going to miss it!"

Helena stops at a cliffside, overlooking the vast ocean beyond.
"Yeah, this is the spot." She sets down her bag and pulls out the food she managed to rustle up. Not standard guardsman rations, good stuff from the town nearby.

She and Frederick watch the sunset as they devour the various cheeses and bread. Its much better than more rations, Frederick thinks to himself. Especially since he gets to eat it with her.
The sun drops finally below the horizon, and Helena sits back with a satisfied sigh.
"That was a lot of fun." 

Helena turns and smiles at him before looking up toward the emerging stars.
"I thought so too."

"By the way, don't believe those rumors about me being a lesbian."
Frederick turns to her, hope invigorating his heart.

"No?"

"Nah, bisexual."