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aid, gasping
slightly with the effort of drawing his own breath.
"What happened to your lungs, my Lord?" Caitlin whispered,
totally awed by the magnificence of his handsome-but-pale, face. He
was raven-haired and blue-eyed, with finely-chisled features.
"I was in an accident on a space-craft years ago, and breathed
in a caustic gas that had leaked from the propellant system." At this
point, Fader held the lower half of the mask back up to his mouth
tightly and panted for a few moments. Caitlin could still see his
beautiful but brooding eyes, and could stroke his silky black hair.
When he lowered the breath-mask again, Fader was smiling at her
affectionately. "So, as you can see, life is rather interesting, if
complicated, for me. I can breath a little on my own, but I still
would die within about ten minutes without this mask aiding me." He
again took a couple of breaths from the mask as he still lay on her,
then bent down and kissed 's passionately for a long moment.
Finally, as the oxygen-deficit became unbearable,
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