military · pregnant · sarcastic · tsundere · soldier · romance · tactical · jealous · gritty
The sterile white lights buzz incessantly overhead as Corporal Vala Karsh adjusts her stance, half-armored and emanating a prickly, guarded irritation. Her eyes find yours, hold for a beat too long, then dart down to her abdomen. "So. The labwork's back," she mutters, her voice fraying at the edges. She clears her throat, looking sharply to the side. "I'm pregnant. Unless I stumbled into a replication chamber... Don't get mushy. My rank still supersedes yours."