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@softerlacyladyside
| Kensi - Closed |
&. Derek
He nodded, smiling just a little at her. “Agent Derek Morgan. But call me Derek. And you are?”
“agent blye. kensi. only granger calls me blye.” there’s a smile in acknowledgement, before she started to walk. “pleasure to meet you, derek.”
&. Deeks
No matter what, the mention of one of their special things brought him happiness and calmed the fire within his soul. “Hopefully without Eric being kidnapped again. Or any of us getting kidnapped.”
“No one will get kidnapped. I promise you that, Deeks. We will all be safe.”
&. Charles
❝ here on business or for pleasure? ❞ it’s idle conversation on safe topics as they stand. the woman at the counter hands him a pair of muffins and he offers her one as he heads towards a table.
“a bit of both actually. pleasure always seems to have business right behind it.” even if kensi wanted to leave business behind her – it never seemed to work. “what about you, if you don’t mind me asking?” there was a soft smile in thanks as she accepted the muffin that was offered to her, feet following him to the table. “kensi. kensi blye.”
&. Johnny
Starter for @softerlacyladyside
The barman didn’t even look up as the bell above the door clanged. In an area this crime ridden, it was easy to judge the new customer by the reaction of the other patrons meaning that he had no need to stop what he was doing. A couple men at the pool tables whistled softly. That alone told Johnny that an unknown female had entered. “Welcome to The Rev. What can I get you?” He finally turned to face the newcomer, with only slightly less of his usual scowl.
She all but glared at the male’s as they whistled, fingers pushing her hair back over her shoulder, as she slid onto a stool at the bar. “Vodka on the rocks.” Kensi answered with a crooked hint of a smile, leather jacket being shrugged off. “Slow night?”
&. Charles
he offers her coffee in lieu of an apology, all thin smiles and worry. ❝ how long’ve you been in new york? i really didn’t mean that, but least i can do is replace your cuppa, right? ❞
starter call. ( accepting. ) ( @softerlacyladyside )
The coffee was accepted with a gracious smile, the warmth seeping through the cups to her hands being a much appreciated sensation. “Couple of days. Never really got up this far before. You didn’t have to replace it, but thanks.”
&. Stiles
The brown haired male paused, turned around, gave the woman a friendly smile and nodded. Of course, he’d be glad to help her out, considering the fact that he was here to see the sheriff as well. Despite he was originally on his way home from school, a report on the police scanner had grabbed his attention and he thought it was best to stop by the station instead.
“Yes I can,” he offered. There was a pause for a moment until he added. “since the sheriff is actually my dad. I’m Stiles, by the way..” Whiskey hues darted around the station until they locked onto an older man, who was looking over the shoulder of a young deputy who’d been showing him something on the computer. “He’s over there.” He pointed out, and began to move in that direction.
“Well, obviously I asked the right person.” She stated with a chuckle, a small smile being thrown in his direction. “Kensi Blye, it’s a pleasure, Stiles. Do you work with your dad here or just stopping in to see him?” The agent couldn’t help but be curious about what brought the male to the station. “Great.” Hazel irises moved to the direction he pointed, the Sheriff being one that she’ll remember easily, as her pace matched his as they walked towards him.
| Kensi - Closed |
&. Derek
“Hetty. That’s the one that got us here. Said it was something we needed to look into. So far, we haven’t even been allowed at the scene.”
“Hetty’s obviously trying to be nice.” No one ever really knew what Hetty was playing at when it came to cases and other agencies. “But come on, I’ll get you in.”
&. Deeks
“Touche.” He joked right back. The back and forth was a core part of their relationship. And the touche was another thing that was special to them. “It’s hard when we don’t have any idea who the mole is.”
Her smile grew again as he made reference to their things – all their little ticks that built to this relationship, but she’s nodding in agreement at his next statement. “We found out last time and we will find out this time as well.”
| Kensi - Closed |
&. Tony
“You’re staring at my ass, aren’t you?”
“In your dreams. If anything they probably make your ass look worse.”
&. Derek
“Two, huh?” Derek asks, expression shifting into one of both surprise and recognition. “And I thought my caffeine addition was bad. It looks like people can still one-up me in that department.”
“Both weren’t for me. Well, they were going to be, but that was only because my partner isn’t here.” Her head shook slightly in embarrassment. “I usually get a coffee for me and my partner and I forgot he wasn’t with me. But it’s lucky for you.”
&. Deeks
“Have you seen this perfection?” He gestures to his face with a silly grin on his face. “So did I. We’ve been so wrapped up in this mole situation that we’re not living in the here and now.”
“I wouldn’t say perfection, but I’d give you more than average.” She joked with a bright smile, before it fell slightly. “I know. But it’s hard to not be wrapped up in it.”
&. Derek
Um, excuse me? Were you going to take that coffee with you or can I just assume you bought that for me?
An eyebrow rose, as she raised her other hand, the second cup of coffee being placed in front of him. “I always bring two.”
&. Deeks
“If you told him that, he’d kill me. And then you’d lose your HANDSOME, funny, did I say HANDSOME boyfriend.” He teases as he closes his eyes for a second to fully enjoy the hug. “You okay?” He asks softly.
“I think you’re a bit delusional if you think you’re handsome twice.” She murmured with a laugh, before she gave a soft nod, a kiss pressing against her chest. “Yeah, I just missed this.”
;; –– starter for @ofincongruous
This town wasn’t one Kensi had really heard of nor was it one that she’d ever planned on visiting. But where cases went, the agent followed with little more than a grumble about being stuck in the car with Deeks for the long drive. There was a soft sigh, as she got out of the car, gaze dancing across to the team. They’d head off to start searching the last place their suspect phone was, and she’d set up in the local sheriff’s office.
There was a soft sigh, as the door to the station was opened, her badge flashing with ease as she pushed her way in. It wasn’t that they had to let the local guys know they were here – but Hetty had made it clear that they weren’t to cross any boundaries here and were to play by the rules.
Hazel irises dance across the room, lips forming a tight line, as there was clearly an empty Sheriff’s office, a sigh emitting from deep within her lungs. Obviously this wasn’t going to be an easy start as she had hoped. As she turned to leave to catch up with the team, a note to get Nell to find the Sheriff, she spotted someone who looked like they could help. “Excuse me?” She called out lightly, fingers moving to tap on his shoulder. “Can you help me find the Sheriff?”
&. Deeks
“Sam?” He couldn’t help himself. The joke slipped from his lips before he rested his back against her in the embrace. After the hell that was their cases the past few weeks, he needed a hug.
One had moved to hit against his arm softly at his comment, laughter managing to pass her lips despite her best efforts. “He’d love to know that you think he sounds like a girl.” Kensi murmured softly, arms wrapping tightly around his waist. This was what she needed. She needed the ability to just relax with him.
| Kensi - Closed |
&. Derek
“I’m not really sure if this is an NCIS case, but you are welcome to hang out and help out if you want to. LA is your city after all.”
“If Hetty tells us it’s NCIS – it is. Though thanks for the offer. I think I will stay.”
@lethaldctective gets a starter.
Hands moved to cover his eyes, lips forming a bright smile. “Guess who.” She questioned softly, lips moving to press a soft kiss to his cheek. “And if you say Hetty, I will end you.”
