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alsohawkeye) wrote2024-01-11 07:28 pm
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KATE BISHOP
KATE BISHOP
They should turn the gravity back on, get their feet on the ground and sit down and watch what's left of space Rocky. That should definitely be the game plan and he knows it, but then he's bumping gently up against the bulkhead and her and being smart about this is-- hard. Last time (if he even lets himself think about last time) was different. Josh was gone, he'd been wasted and feeling it (the blood and the emptiness of the ship). So yeah, it should be easier to just vote for getting off the ceiling.
Instead Aidan's grin settles, quirking absently into something less broad and more secret. The corner of his mouth pulls faintly. His fingers shift against hers and he shrugs, easy, glancing to her mouth and back to her eyes in a way that might almost be unconscious (it's not).
"I'm open to suggestions."
Instead Aidan's grin settles, quirking absently into something less broad and more secret. The corner of his mouth pulls faintly. His fingers shift against hers and he shrugs, easy, glancing to her mouth and back to her eyes in a way that might almost be unconscious (it's not).
"I'm open to suggestions."
"Yeah?" Kate maintains eye contact as his shifts, and as her grip on his shirt releases. Fingers tensed as they careened into walls now uncurl and smooth across his shoulder instead, settling nearer to his neck, thumb along his collarbone. Her lips press into a smile, close-mouthed except for one corner hitched up, and her head tilts into a suggestion of a lopsided shrug.
"Well, I mean...I might have a couple," she says, her eyes dropping to his mouth in a look no more subtle than his, "But I did make you a promise. I'd hate to give you the impression I can't be trusted to keep them."
"Well, I mean...I might have a couple," she says, her eyes dropping to his mouth in a look no more subtle than his, "But I did make you a promise. I'd hate to give you the impression I can't be trusted to keep them."
"Oh, well--" He makes a thin sound through his teeth. Shrugs. Whatever, right? Promises are totally made to be broken, Kate. "I mean look, nothing's set in stone right? I like to think I'm pretty forgiving."
He's not. Well, not usually. But this? Aidan shoots a glance to her mouth, absently tipping his head toward hers. It's a minute shift, but noticeable: draws the narrow distance taut. He could totally forgive this.
He's not. Well, not usually. But this? Aidan shoots a glance to her mouth, absently tipping his head toward hers. It's a minute shift, but noticeable: draws the narrow distance taut. He could totally forgive this.
Good to know your stance on promise-keeping, Aidan. Kate lifts a brow as he claims to be forgiving, but it's a token tease and lowers as he inches nearer. "I mean, there's a pretty easy way around it," she says. She lifts and angles her chin toward him, shaving another fraction off the gap between them, and wets her lips with a flick of her tongue that looks way more calculated than it actually is.
"I only promised I wouldn't try to, soooo...." She lifts her eyes to meet his, and this time the bend in her brow is clearly invitation and challenge (and hoping he won't make her bitch about lack of initiative).
"I only promised I wouldn't try to, soooo...." She lifts her eyes to meet his, and this time the bend in her brow is clearly invitation and challenge (and hoping he won't make her bitch about lack of initiative).
He won't. He might be a renown flake in more than a few notable instances, but there are certain opportunities Aidan makes a habit of not passing up. This? Totally one of them.
He grins - brief and flickering - and then shifts far enough to catch his mouth against hers. There's none of that tentative hovering or any of that, so call it whatever she likes but no: definitely not a lack of initiative as he kisses her.
He grins - brief and flickering - and then shifts far enough to catch his mouth against hers. There's none of that tentative hovering or any of that, so call it whatever she likes but no: definitely not a lack of initiative as he kisses her.
Well, good. She was sort of regretting coming on too strong last time and determined not to repeat that mistake even if the opportunity to repeat that mistake happened to arise. So initiative is good. But almost as soon as his lips meet hers she pulls her head back the few inches to the ceiling behind her.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I meant to watch Space Rocky," she deadpans, with another display of convincing eyebrow-acting, but this time spoiled by the twitchy smirk that tugs at her mouth, "Is that not what we were talking about?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I meant to watch Space Rocky," she deadpans, with another display of convincing eyebrow-acting, but this time spoiled by the twitchy smirk that tugs at her mouth, "Is that not what we were talking about?"
There's a momentary beat where a real flash of mortification - oh god were they talking about space Rocky? - flashes across her face. His mouth pulls, brow furrowing. "I--"
And okay, right. Don't give him that, Kate. He's kind of sensitive and gullible when it comes to kissing stuff. Aidan wrinkles his nose at her, the quirk of his mouth shifting into a lopsided grin. "Well I mean, sure," he says, playing along for all he's worth (to make up for being an idiot for a few seconds there). "Space Rocky. Way better than anything else we could be doing right now."
And okay, right. Don't give him that, Kate. He's kind of sensitive and gullible when it comes to kissing stuff. Aidan wrinkles his nose at her, the quirk of his mouth shifting into a lopsided grin. "Well I mean, sure," he says, playing along for all he's worth (to make up for being an idiot for a few seconds there). "Space Rocky. Way better than anything else we could be doing right now."
Oh my god Aidan. Kate hadn't expected him to actually buy it, and isn't sure whether to laugh or apologize at that (kind of endearing??) moment of panic. She elects to let the smirk widen into a smirky grin and play along back like she totally didn't notice even though it's pretty obvious that she did.
She drapes her arm casually over his shoulder, and has that look like she has a witty reply on the tip of her tongue, but fails to come up with anything that doesn't run the risk of being accidentally mean or isn't just nonsensical or lame, and after a couple seconds of discarding options in her head she gives up. "Way better," is all she says, and lest he have any fear she means it she says it pretty much against his lips as she kisses him.
She drapes her arm casually over his shoulder, and has that look like she has a witty reply on the tip of her tongue, but fails to come up with anything that doesn't run the risk of being accidentally mean or isn't just nonsensical or lame, and after a couple seconds of discarding options in her head she gives up. "Way better," is all she says, and lest he have any fear she means it she says it pretty much against his lips as she kisses him.
Hey, I've got your copy of space Rocky for you
[super casual start to this]
[super casual start to this]
cool, thanks. i can come pick it up later if you're around in an hour or so?
I don't know I've got a pretty big block of nothing scheduled for later on this afternoon. The space calendar fills up fast
Yeah I'll be around
Yeah I'll be around
text --> action (this is what you had in mind right i can swap to more texts if not lmk)
alsohawkeye
2014-06-30 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
haha yeah so much nothing to schedule around. i'm just at training now, i'll come up after.
[ And she does, knocking on his door an hour and change later. T-shirt and jeans don't look much like work-out attire but her hair is freshly washed and slicked wetly back into a ponytail that's dripping down her shoulder. ] Mitchell? It's Kate.
[ And she does, knocking on his door an hour and change later. T-shirt and jeans don't look much like work-out attire but her hair is freshly washed and slicked wetly back into a ponytail that's dripping down her shoulder. ] Mitchell? It's Kate.
[He answers the door, and of course the space television is playing in the background, the way it always is--and there's clusters of cold mugs of tea on most of the available surfaces--but there's no one else in the room, at least, and Mitchell stands aside to let Kate enter.]
Hey. Come on in, I've got it in here somewhere--
Hey. Come on in, I've got it in here somewhere--
[ Geez Mitchell you called her and then got an hour's warning and you still didn't track it down before she got here?? Luckily Kate's just a little amused by it, and wanders in to lean against the wall beside the door frame. She smiles. ] No problem, that was my only commitment for the day. Have you stumbled on anything else worth watching lately?
[THE ROOM IS UNTIDY okay and also he was trying to work out how best to say so have you been getting your leg over with any vampires called Aidan lately because that's probably a bad idea in some way that isn't.. saying exactly that.
In any case, he turns to rifle through some of the junk, in search of space Rocky.]
Sadly, no. We thought we had space Die Hard for a bit there, but it turned out to be really shit and nothing like Die Hard at all. Guess even superior intelligence can't work out just what it is that makes Bruce Willis a great action hero.
In any case, he turns to rifle through some of the junk, in search of space Rocky.]
Sadly, no. We thought we had space Die Hard for a bit there, but it turned out to be really shit and nothing like Die Hard at all. Guess even superior intelligence can't work out just what it is that makes Bruce Willis a great action hero.
It's obviously some strange bargain he struck with the devil, giving up his hair for action greatness. Like Nic Cage.
[ But no really please say exactly that so she can laugh about 'getting your leg over with' for a while first and maybe forget to be offended. ]
[ But no really please say exactly that so she can laugh about 'getting your leg over with' for a while first and maybe forget to be offended. ]
[A bargain with the devil hits a little too close to home there. Also: you know how people keep saying Nicholas Cage is a vampire? Yeah, vampires don't find that very funny.
But he's got his back to her, and it's not like he's rookie enough to pull a face or anything.]
I think the Devil could make it up to space, if he really wanted. [But a second later, more triumphant--] Ah, here it is--
[And he unearths the space DVD from beneath another two space DVDs and a mug of cold tea.]
It was definitely worth the pizza.
But he's got his back to her, and it's not like he's rookie enough to pull a face or anything.]
I think the Devil could make it up to space, if he really wanted. [But a second later, more triumphant--] Ah, here it is--
[And he unearths the space DVD from beneath another two space DVDs and a mug of cold tea.]
It was definitely worth the pizza.
Speaking of things worth deals with the devil. [ Kate grins, and takes the DVD back when it's offered. ] Now I'm craving pizza again. The next outpost we run into someone has got to buy a dairy cow or something.
Edited 2014-07-02 19:24 (UTC)
[maybe we can just not talk about deals with the devil]
There's a cow in the gardens. Or there was. Maybe it's gone home.
[And okay, no time like the present--so as he's handing back the DVD, casually--]
Hey, that reminds me. You know Aidan, don't you?
There's a cow in the gardens. Or there was. Maybe it's gone home.
[And okay, no time like the present--so as he's handing back the DVD, casually--]
Hey, that reminds me. You know Aidan, don't you?
[ Oh my god what a segue. Kate blinks, and then laughs as she replies. ] Yeah, I do. Do I want to know how the cow reminded you of him, exactly?
Yeah, maybe it's better not to ask.
[He says it lightly, like, ha ha, inside jokes--but really, there's a lot of connections to be made, if you're in the right frame of mind. Cows at a slaughter, unwitting, heading for danger--a cow that was sent home and hey, did you hear, Aidan's in a space coma, what's that about--et cetera, et cetera.
In the end, Mitchell just shrugs.]
Just wondering. I heard your name come up with his.
[He says it lightly, like, ha ha, inside jokes--but really, there's a lot of connections to be made, if you're in the right frame of mind. Cows at a slaughter, unwitting, heading for danger--a cow that was sent home and hey, did you hear, Aidan's in a space coma, what's that about--et cetera, et cetera.
In the end, Mitchell just shrugs.]
Just wondering. I heard your name come up with his.
[ Space coma was the connection she made but imagining some sort of embarrassing cow-related inside joke is much more fun. Less fun: questions.
She plays it super casual, just the slightest furrowing of brows like that's a little surprising but not concerning because what could it be it couldn't be anything because there's nothing. It's not even really a secret, precisely, but the reflexive urge to slide away and cover it up is there anyway. Some combination maybe of ingrained WASPiness, a subtle sort of reserve you could easily miss given how much she talks, and knowledge that it is probably a dumb risk that someone at some point is going to call her dumb for taking. ]
Yeah? Come up how?
She plays it super casual, just the slightest furrowing of brows like that's a little surprising but not concerning because what could it be it couldn't be anything because there's nothing. It's not even really a secret, precisely, but the reflexive urge to slide away and cover it up is there anyway. Some combination maybe of ingrained WASPiness, a subtle sort of reserve you could easily miss given how much she talks, and knowledge that it is probably a dumb risk that someone at some point is going to call her dumb for taking. ]
Yeah? Come up how?
[Well, they'll call it a dumb risk because it is, actually a dumb risk. And also there's some alternate universe type things going on but that's not his part to tell. (You're welcome, Sally.)
But all that said, his tone stays pretty light (which is more of an impressive feat than she'll probably ever know, considering he's thinking about dumb vampire related risks and about how much Aidan sucks).]
Supposedly there's some sort of mutual fancying going on. Gossip gets everywhere on this ship.
But all that said, his tone stays pretty light (which is more of an impressive feat than she'll probably ever know, considering he's thinking about dumb vampire related risks and about how much Aidan sucks).]
Supposedly there's some sort of mutual fancying going on. Gossip gets everywhere on this ship.
[ Shush with that logic if she wanted to hear it she'd have listened to herself earlier.
She would be impressed if she knew and in some fashion grateful; but as it is she's too busy debating her own response to mark any effort that tone might require. She kind of wants to lie but can't really come up with any reasonable justification for the impulse, so she just shrugs. ] Yeah, maybe some. But he didn't wake up this month, so. [ Another shrug. So, you know. None now. Probably at least an even chance of none in the future. ]
She would be impressed if she knew and in some fashion grateful; but as it is she's too busy debating her own response to mark any effort that tone might require. She kind of wants to lie but can't really come up with any reasonable justification for the impulse, so she just shrugs. ] Yeah, maybe some. But he didn't wake up this month, so. [ Another shrug. So, you know. None now. Probably at least an even chance of none in the future. ]
How's the aftermath going?
[ Severus has been slow and cagey about checking up on people, given how pissed off he is about everything still; Kate's the first he's bothered with. Maybe because he can see her aggressive everythingness on the network. ]
[ Severus has been slow and cagey about checking up on people, given how pissed off he is about everything still; Kate's the first he's bothered with. Maybe because he can see her aggressive everythingness on the network. ]
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