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I -

I think I need to talk to somebody, or....something. I -

- It's like, I feel fine? But - my skin is -

[Shego switches on video and now y'all can see what the problem is.]

I'm green. I mean -

[She discreetly peeks under the neckline of her sundress.]

- I'm green everywhere. How did I get green?

This is so abnormal.

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"I can do whatever you want me to do," Kirk promised her, sneaking an arm around her waist, just resting it there. Letting her decide if she wanted to move closer or not.

"Really."

She tensed a little at the touch, but not unpleasantly. She could play the cautious card, say it was a bad idea, that they didn't know who they were, that for all they knew they could be in relationships with other people and that this wasn't the right thing to do...but taking that route seemed like it was going to cost her a good time.

And there was a voice in her head telling her very clearly that the moral high ground was a place occupied exclusively by nerds and losers. Her hand slid from his arm to his shoulder, and she moved closer, standing toe to toe with him.

"Maybe I want us to take this conversation somewhere a little bit more private."

She could just go for it too.

"I think I can swing that," Kirk answered, giving her a very serious nod. Or, it tried to be serious but he was smiling too much for it really come off that way.

"I remember where my cabin is? Does that impress you?"

"I remember where mine is, too. You're not special," she said, teasing. "You'll have to work a little bit harder to impress me."

Edited 2010-05-17 13:15 (UTC)

Well, alright if she wanted him to work harder. He took that to mean it was okay for him to lean down and kiss her. In fact, it was practically a dare to do so. So that's exactly what he did.

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[Spam] - sorry this is horribly late. I kinda just... died last night