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Sure. Space Rocky sounds great.

(There's still the whole scene with the stairs, right? Please tell me there are Space Stairs.)

[Dodging that other part? Maybe.]

I haven't watched it yet, but the cover has stairs? that's why I figured it was space Rocky.

Meet in the lounge on 26 in ten?

[ Getting away with it? Maybe. ]

Lounge 26 in ten. I'll be there.

[ Kate beats him there, and Aidan will find her fiddling with whatever sort of spacescreen exists on which to watch spacemovies. She's crouched in front of it tapping at the console when he enters, but he's just in time to hear an, ] Aha! [ And see the opening of Space!Maybe!Rocky appear. Kate eyes the picture with a craned neck for a moment before she pushes to her feet and heads for the couch. ]

I think we're good to go here. Except for popcorn, sadly.

[He's happy to let her do the hard work of figuring out space technology, promptly making for the rec room couch when he rolls in. Aidan's careful to leave her plenty of space.]

I've gotta say - looks promising so far. Remind me to make your dinner or something as payback.

[He can't cook. Don't ask him to make dinner for you, Kate.]

[ Kate leaves at least a full half-cushion between them, leaning against the opposite arm of the couch and curling her legs up beside her. Sadly oblivious to his total lack of ability, she smiles. ]

I might just take you up on that; I'm getting pretty tired of pasta. I mean, I can usually follow a recipe but that's about it and this place doesn't seem big on cookbooks.

[ As for SpaceRocky itself: ] I have to say, I was expecting more aliens in space movies.

I've got access to a pretty great lasagna recipe. [Meaning: Josh knows a pretty great lasagna recipe.] Smells amazing. [Meaning: he hasn't actually eaten it. But whatever, technicalities.]

Maybe the Apollo Creed character's one. Fingers crossed.

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[ Clearly she needs to hang out with Aidan just long enough to meet and make friends with this Josh character. (And eat his lasagna.) ]

One with a bunch of arms would make for some pretty interesting boxing. Or legs, I guess, but. Arms. Or a Super Skrull. Shapeshifting green dudes who can have one fist made of rock and the other one on fire and both of them noodling out longer than they should be to smack you. [ She offers the clarification before/regardless of whether it's requested. ]

Speaking of space [ which aren't you sort of always, being in space and all? ], did you know there are individual gravity controls in each room?

Okay, someone officially knows too much about aliens. I'm saying it now: you've got an unfair advantage.

[Aidan throws her a sidelong glance, corner of his mouth tugging at a grin.]

You're not planning to turn all the gravity off, are you?

[ Kate turns, her own lips curling into an answering smirk. ]

Are we playing spot-the-alien bingo? You're right, I'd totally take that. And maybe not right noooow, since we've got Space Rocky and all. But come on, doesn't zero gravity sound pretty fun? You've never wanted to float around like an astronaut?

I mean, sure, I've considered it.

[He sort of lived through the space race; who hasn't?]

Wouldn't we get in trouble? Kind of sounds like something someone from engineering would come give us a dressing down about.

[ Kate shifts, pivoting toward him where she's curled on the couch and letting one leg unfold to dangle toward the floor. Her head tilts and brows scrunch, lips quirk skeptically. ]

Really? Kidnapped to an alien horror ship, all the weird things in our lives, and you're worried about somebody from Engineering being annoyed at us?

[ She's on her feet in a second, his reluctance having apparently spurred her into action. She gives his shoulder a thwap as she passes, turning to grin at him as she backpedals towards the control panel on the wall near the door, slowly enough that he could attempt to stop her if he wanted. ] Wimp. I'm doing it.

I just don't want to get thrown in the brig, okay? Apparently bans on cruel and unusual treatment of prisoners isn't really a thing here.

[Said off the cuff, all joking (even if it's apparently true, but whatever he heard that stuff second hand so it's easy to be a little cavalier about it).

And despite his protests, Aidan doesn't move to stop her.]

Okay, that's a fair point. Not a wimp, I take that back.

[ And it does give Kate actual pause, not so much in her backpedaling but it's obvious from the serious consideration in her expression and the thoughtful noise she makes. She taps her lip with a bent knuckle, and stops beside the panel in the wall. ]

But maybe they shouldn't have made them so accessible if they didn't want us to play with them. The furniture's all bolted down anyway, right? [ Suck it, engineering.

Kate taps the controls and slides a finger across the display, holding onto the wall to keep herself steady as the room is converted to zero-G. Then she lets go and pushes off just a little, floating up into the air. ]

Thanks. I feel way better now.

[He watches her from his spot on the sofa, twisted around with an arm hooked across the back of the couch.

The change in gravity doesn't immediately send him floating up into space or anything, but the shift in the atmosphere is definitely palpable: like he can feel the small hairs on his forearms and the back of his neck shifting marginally. Aidan flexes his fingers in and out of a fist. The air feels weird, off in a way he can't really describe. After a moment he experimentally nudges himself up, gently drifting up from the couch cushions.

So much for Space Rocky.]

Yeah, I bet that was really weighing on you. Oh look, [ Kate goes for the cheesy joke, gesturing at his slow drift upwards and grinning. She pushes off the wall, floating clear of the floor into the middle of the room. She spots the tv as she turns slowly. ]

Heh, sorry. Totally derailed Space!Rocky. I wonder if-- [ She nudges the coffee table and drifts toward the couch, taking up a reclining, cross-legged posture but hovering in the air a couple feet above it. Shrugs. ] Actually this is really comfortable. I might only watch movies this way from now on.

[Aidan makes a low noise in the back of his throat - shoots her an exaggerated eye roll over the punning.] Yeah yeah, real cute.

[With no force made to correct his trajectory, he continues to drift gently upward. Aidan shifts, stretching and and twisting in mid-air. He reaches a hand out toward her, fingers wiggling.] Help?

Don't lie, you were totally going to make that joke if I didn't. [ Kate's smile is unapologetic as she levels accusations of bad joke tendencies.

But she is at least helpful, reaching over to take his hand and tugs, hauling him back toward her reclining height. She overestimates the force required, and they careen together and into the wall. ]

Sorry, I guess this isn't as easy as it looks.

[He throws out a hand to keep cut down on the force of the impact, and while it's not enough to avoid the collision completely it does soften the blow of his shoulder against the bulkhead. It knocks a laugh out of him, grin breaking wide. This is ridiculous.]

If you wanted to kill me, you could've just said so.

[ Kate thunks into the wall beside him and reaches out a hand to his shoulder to stall her rebounding back off again. She rubs her elbow but is grinning, too. ]

If I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead. [ This would be an excellent place for a vampire joke, and she bites her lip to resist the urge. They're all pretty cheesy anyway, so maybe it's doubly for the best. ] I mean I might have doomed us to floating around upside down for eternity or something, but that doesn't count.

[ More careful this time, she uses the force of just a single finger against the wall to bump her shoulder against his, grin wide. ] This is pretty cool, right?

[The force is marginal, but if it weren't for his hand bracing against the wall it might still send him (very, very, very) gentle drifting. Instead he bumps her just as delicately back - can't help but flash an equally wide smile.]

Okay, I'll give it to you. It's pretty cool.

[ Kate's grin remains huge and bright as he agrees. ] Good, [ she says, and then, ] Okay, I'm gonna try something. You might have to catch me?

[ She turns to face the wall, carefully moving away from it until she's just gripping with her fingertips. When she pushes off it's more downwards than out, and she pulls her legs in as she somersaults through the air. She does drift away some but her horizontal motion is more limited than the spinning, and after a minute she's able to windmill out of it and snag ahold of Aidan to pull herself to a stop. ]

I'm pretty sure we could backflip across the room. [ Suggestion more than idle commentary. ]

[He reaches out to grab at her when she starts to come out of the somersault, fingers snagging at her wrist and locking just tight enough to keep her from drifting.]

Yeah? [By the thoughtful glance he throws across the room, it's obvious he gets her meaning.] Okay, but if I take a header into a wall, I'm blaming you.

"A risk I can live with!" Kate's smile is brightly shit-eating, and she shifts her wrist in his grasp, pulling away so she can take his hand instead. She carefully rearranges to get feet to the wall and waits for him to do the same. "Ready?"

She lifts a brow at him, and then has a moment of obvious inspiration: "Oh man I just had the best idea. It's gonna be awesome." But first, backflipping. Hope he was ready because she is pushing off, prepared to pull him after though she'll let go rather than drag him across the room. Probably. Chances of headers into walls: high.

Aidan shoots her a last wary glance, corner of his mouth pulling at the vague outline of a smile, and then he folds: shifting against the wall to get his feet under him, fingers knitting simply enough with hers. "Ready."

He pushes off just a half beat after her, tucking his head and letting her momentum carry him. It's easy, weightless - and he has to throw out a hand to avoid them running headlong into the couch, which sends their trajectory slightly too high up, giving them a destination a little closer to the ceiling than to the far wall.

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