Because even if you couldn't shoot, I could tell you weren't going to go around aiming it at unarmed civilians. [There's a small shrug that accompanies those words. It was a risk and she's glad she wasn't wrong.]
You should spend more time in D4, you could find a gun of your own if you looked around.
[ He blinked at her, but a small smile crossed his lips. It wasn't
much, but it was nice to know she believed something about him. ]
Maybe, but there's no guarantee of condition or anything else they've done
to them. Besides, Mal said he'd talk to York about getting me properly
outfitted. I'd rather get a preferred choice than something random off the
street.
Talked to him. And he's Fleet. Well, he's early Fleet, I'm modern Star
Fleet. So yeah, I'd say he's a friend.
[ He seemed a good sort, while he wouldn't say he's a bosom buddy, he
didn't dislike him either. He was nice and it felt good to talk to someone
else about the Fleet, who could understand even if he was hundreds of years
in Kirk's past.
Speaking of... ]
See? It's not just me now. If he says it's real would you believe me?
[ He reached into his jacket and took out something rectangular and wrapped, also with a bow, though it was not quite as fancy as the bow on Tex's box. He set it on the table with a click and slid it over to her. ]
I can't say if it's the best metal or not, but it's what I could come by on short notice.
[ He settled back, the waiter coming back to them and placing down two burgers in front of them. Kirk felt his gut do an uncomfortable little twist, because while it smelled delicious, he knew meat was getting pricey right now.. Well, might as well enjoy it then, right? Savor every bite. ]
I like to ride my hover bike, which probably sounds cheesy, but I like going fast. I like having coffee and burgers with pretty girls. I work on my own projects, and I pretend to know how I am supposed to actually care for a cat.
[Okay, this is taking a different direction than she expected. He got her a gift? Something to do with Omega and metal. The food's arrived and it's a good excuse to focus on that than the thing he's placed on the table.]
Sounds like you keep busy. [A small pause, then:] You didn't have to get me anything. This isn't a date.
[ It took him a minute to answer since he had a mouth full of burger. He chewed swiftly and swallowed, shrugging. ]
Well, you said that Omega likes the best metal. I kind of took that to mean he ate it or used it as a chew toy. Figured if I was baking cookies, least I could do was pick up a doggie treat while I was at it.
[ He wiped a bit of ketchup from the corner of his mouth with his thumb and tossed her another smile before taking another bite. It really was good, though he supposed the bill would decide if he continued to think of it that way when this was over. ]
[He's thoughtful, she'll give him that, but what the hell does he want in return for that? She eyes him with some suspicion as she takes a bite of her burger.]
Good, I'll make sure he gets it. It'll keep him from trying to chew on the appliances.
[There's one way to make sure they're even before they leave and her foot manages to reach across under the table to jab the cookie box.]
[ Truth was he didn't want anything. He simply liked Tex, enjoyed their last conversation, her odd mix of vitality and potential for ass-kicking. She was strong. He liked that, liked her. ]
Well, if he chews and you need someone to do a quick fix...
[ He waved a fry before popping it in his mouth - and oh that was good too. At the mention of dessert his eyes gave off a proud sort of spark. He reached down, bringing up the box and setting it on the table once more, sliding it closer to her. ]
[The box can be on the table, but she slides it to the side for now. Burgers and fries came first.]
Might actually need to take you up on that. The nerd I was living with isn't around anymore.
[And she might be the only person in this place that missed the old guy. But it's not something she's going to dwell on and instead focuses on picking at her fries.]
Oh. I'm sorry. I know it sucks when people go missing.
[ And he meant it. He knew what that pain was like - if she was
feeling pain at all. He'd done the disappearing act before, and it never
hurt any less the more it happened. You just learned to keep moving past it
faster. ]
Keep me on speed dial. I'll even make sure to stop and pick up some
cookies. Nothing like sweets to soften the frustration of jacked up
electronics.
[ He raised a brow at that, because he wasn't aware she had roommates,
but then it hadn't come up in either of their last conversations. To be
fair, he didn't see why it should have either. ]
Thanks for the heads up. I'd hate to come with the wrong amount of cookies.
Or metal.
[ OH. Well, he had... not seen that coming, but all right. Boyfriend.
Got it. Good. ]
Okay, so stay away from the more romantic cookie selections.
...I'm not going to have to fight him over this am I?
[ Because he could fight, he would just... prefer not to. He hadn't
even done this with the intention of getting in Tex's pants to boot, it had
just been to prove something. She had cornered him, he swore it. ]
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You've never heard of it, but it exists.
[ His tone says he won't accept any other possibility than its existence. He had to believe it did exist, for himself if no one else. ]
But if you didn't believe I could make an accurate shot, why give me the weapon at all?
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You should spend more time in D4, you could find a gun of your own if you looked around.
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[ He blinked at her, but a small smile crossed his lips. It wasn't much, but it was nice to know she believed something about him. ]
Maybe, but there's no guarantee of condition or anything else they've done to them. Besides, Mal said he'd talk to York about getting me properly outfitted. I'd rather get a preferred choice than something random off the street.
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Anything you get from York is trustworthy. You friends with Mal?
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Talked to him. And he's Fleet. Well, he's early Fleet, I'm modern Star Fleet. So yeah, I'd say he's a friend.
[ He seemed a good sort, while he wouldn't say he's a bosom buddy, he didn't dislike him either. He was nice and it felt good to talk to someone else about the Fleet, who could understand even if he was hundreds of years in Kirk's past.
Speaking of... ]
See? It's not just me now. If he says it's real would you believe me?
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I haven't talked to him, I only know about him from York and he didn't mention anything about Star Fleet.
Day 182, Evening; Action (Figure we should update to when the action is actually happening, lol)
Well, when you meet him ask him. He'll back me up.
[ He took a gulp of his coffee, foot reaching back to tap the box of cookies absently. ]
So, what do you do when you're not handing out guns to good samaritans?
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[If it doesn't conveniently slip her mind. It's more fun to mess with him.]
Did you miss the uniform? I'm a LT in the new army.
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[ Another sip of coffee, peering at her over the rim of it with raised eyebrows. ]
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What do you do besides bake and fix people's toys?
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[ He reached into his jacket and took out something rectangular and wrapped, also with a bow, though it was not quite as fancy as the bow on Tex's box. He set it on the table with a click and slid it over to her. ]
I can't say if it's the best metal or not, but it's what I could come by on short notice.
[ He settled back, the waiter coming back to them and placing down two burgers in front of them. Kirk felt his gut do an uncomfortable little twist, because while it smelled delicious, he knew meat was getting pricey right now.. Well, might as well enjoy it then, right? Savor every bite. ]
I like to ride my hover bike, which probably sounds cheesy, but I like going fast. I like having coffee and burgers with pretty girls. I work on my own projects, and I pretend to know how I am supposed to actually care for a cat.
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Sounds like you keep busy. [A small pause, then:] You didn't have to get me anything. This isn't a date.
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Well, you said that Omega likes the best metal. I kind of took that to mean he ate it or used it as a chew toy. Figured if I was baking cookies, least I could do was pick up a doggie treat while I was at it.
[ He wiped a bit of ketchup from the corner of his mouth with his thumb and tossed her another smile before taking another bite. It really was good, though he supposed the bill would decide if he continued to think of it that way when this was over. ]
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Good, I'll make sure he gets it. It'll keep him from trying to chew on the appliances.
[There's one way to make sure they're even before they leave and her foot manages to reach across under the table to jab the cookie box.]
You shouldn't lave our dessert on the floor.
Day 182, Evening; Action
Well, if he chews and you need someone to do a quick fix...
[ He waved a fry before popping it in his mouth - and oh that was good too. At the mention of dessert his eyes gave off a proud sort of spark. He reached down, bringing up the box and setting it on the table once more, sliding it closer to her. ]
Wouldn't want to ruin the bow.
Day 182, Evening; Action
Might actually need to take you up on that. The nerd I was living with isn't around anymore.
[And she might be the only person in this place that missed the old guy. But it's not something she's going to dwell on and instead focuses on picking at her fries.]
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Oh. I'm sorry. I know it sucks when people go missing.
[ And he meant it. He knew what that pain was like - if she was feeling pain at all. He'd done the disappearing act before, and it never hurt any less the more it happened. You just learned to keep moving past it faster. ]
Keep me on speed dial. I'll even make sure to stop and pick up some cookies. Nothing like sweets to soften the frustration of jacked up electronics.
Day 182, Evening; Action
Make sure you bring enough for three if you're making a home visit and Omega could get chompy if there isn't any metal around.
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Three? Got another roommate besides Omega?
[ He raised a brow at that, because he wasn't aware she had roommates, but then it hadn't come up in either of their last conversations. To be fair, he didn't see why it should have either. ]
Thanks for the heads up. I'd hate to come with the wrong amount of cookies. Or metal.
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[Not the smoothest way to slip that into the conversation, but at least now Kirk can't get the wrong impression.]
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[ OH. Well, he had... not seen that coming, but all right. Boyfriend. Got it. Good. ]
Okay, so stay away from the more romantic cookie selections.
...I'm not going to have to fight him over this am I?
[ Because he could fight, he would just... prefer not to. He hadn't even done this with the intention of getting in Tex's pants to boot, it had just been to prove something. She had cornered him, he swore it. ]
Day 182, Evening; Action
If you'd fight anyone it'd be me, not him. And that won't be a problem if you aren't trying to start crap.
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[ He held up his hands in the universal sign of surrender. ]
Nope, no starting here. I mean, you know, not that I wouldn't want to - you're gorgeous. But message received - platonic cookies all around.
Day 182, Evening; Action
Don't talk yourself into a hole. Platonic cookies and metal scraps because if you forget the scraps, Omega might get jealous.
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[ What can he say? He likes complimenting ladies, and Tex deserved all the compliments he had. ]
Oh? I mean, I can make them more romantic cookies if your boyfriend is into that kind of thing.
[ Threesomes? Why not? ]
And let me guess - I won't like him when he's jealous?
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