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@12percentofaplan
“Ten bucks says you can’t guess how I got that..” Pete grinned cockily when he felt a finger tracing the scar which twisted around his lower left arm.
“If what I’ve heard is correct, it was a roll in the hay with an Eskevarian?” she asked with a laugh. Beings with tentacles and needles, how would that even work?
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“How else was I gonna prove it?” Pete shrugging his shoulders when he replied, and taking another sip of his coffee. He wasn’t fazed at all by her being stood their in her underwear, he’d been chased by women in their underwear wanting to kill/maim him, so this was nothing. Although he did appreciate the view, she was very easy on the eye.
He didn’t move a muscle when she stepped towards him, he stayed where he was sat and watched each step and slow swing of her hips, Peter offering up his own cup of coffee when she asked. “Xandarian coffee.. it’s got a bit of a kick to it, but from what I remember you totally seem to be able to handle anything.” The last part of his comment prompting a cocky smile from Peter, he was remembering more and more about the night before, and it certainly explained why he woke up with aching muscles.
Brushing back some of her red locks behind her ear Natasha looked at the man she spent the last night with. She tried to put the puzzle pieces and the flash backs together, figuring out how it actually came to this situation. But right now she just wanted something of this coffee that would maybe lift her spirits again.
Taking the cup from she looked into his eyes, one of her eyebrows lifted at his decribtion of the coffee. Taking a sip she now understood what he was talking about. The dark, bitter liquid was running down her throat, warming up her stomach and fastening her pulse immediately. A small smile on her lips she gave him back his mug and nodded ❝ yeah . . that was actually not bad . . ❞
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“Pfft, no way”
“Alright, then this should be easy” said Vivienne with a laugh, sneaking along the line of cargo crates. They needed supplies, and the expensive kind. And anyone with that many units shouldn’t display it by buying that much.
“Get what we need, and if you have the space, grab whatever else”
@12percentofaplan continued from here.
“When have I ever said no to that question?”
“Probably never.” She shrugged her shoulders slightly. “Doesn’t matter! You’re going to get me past the part I am stuck on in this game!” She grinned, sure he was thinking something entirely different when she asked him that question. “Then maybe later we can play a different game.” She dropped a wink for good measure.
Pro: all of the good stuff, none of the complications. Con: can't think of any. It's a pretty sweet deal.
“You’re not wrong, Captain Tightpants...”
