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WHO: A bunch of magic lamers.
WHERE: Dunwich, Massachusetts.
WHEN: Friday, September 2nd through Sunday, September 4th.
WARNINGS: TBA. There's bound to be something.
SUMMARY: Herp derp.
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like!

Let's get it on.

■ Friday, September 2nd.
■ Saturday, September 3rd.
■ Sunday, September 4th.

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[Oh but of course. ;D]

[He follows her and leans up against the bar.]

Me, too. I missed you.

Edited 2011-09-06 18:04 (UTC)

[She jumps, just a little, when she stands and catches him so close. Okay, so maybe it's still a little awkward, but not necessarily in a bad way.]

We're both adults. It shouldn't have gotten to where it was. [She begins to mix him a drink -- coming back around the bar raising a hand and swirling a finger before it starts floating about and mixing itself. Zee bumps her hip against his.] You look good. [AWW YEAH, REAL GOOD...]

Yeah, I'm just -- [A little shrug.] Not good with that stuff.

[But he grins, all the same.] You always do, Zee.

I know. That's why I should've dealt with it in a better way.

[She looks away, whether out of actual embarrassment or some sort of mock humility, it's hard to say.] Thanks.

Hey, we can't change the past, right? ...Unless you're Booster or the Doctor or something, I guess, and then there could be a paradox, but whatever.

[Little nudge.] Just tellin' it like I see it.

No, I suppose not. [And her "better way," will apparently involve dragging him off to her room, shortly.]

If I didn't know better, I'd say that you're flirting with me, Mister Kord...

If I have learned anything from Back to the Future, it is that. [Solemn nod. And he'll be taking a drink, if it's done!]

Well hey, sometimes I just can't help myself. When there's gorgeous ladies and alcohol all by themselves.

[She leans back against the bar.]

And yet you aren't telling me it's hot in here, that I should take off my jacket. That you'll help me. And maybe you should escort me back to my room. Hm.

Well, I'm not exactly the type of guy that says that stuff. You want that, you go to Booster. Or that Jack guy.

Encouraging me to pursue other men, even.

[There's a bit of a shrug.] I'm just saying, is all.

Uh. Huh. [THAT WAS AN INVITATION, TED!!]

[Ted just fails. That much. Yep.] ...Um. I should stop babbling now, huh.

There are better things you could be doing with that mouth of yours. [Kill me now.]

[Oh good god he is trying really hard not to crack up. This is a badly muffled snort.] That was terrible.

So in order to avoid more lines of that caliber, I'll take your advice. [Yep, have a kiss, Zee!]

It's one of my specialties, being terrible.

[It could've been worse, r-right? She takes her own advice and places a hand on the back of his neck; fingers spider to the back of his scalp, pushing him closer.]

I don't mind it.

[He is not about to pull away! In fact, with that encouragement, he deepens the kiss a little.]

[No, he clearly doesn't... There may be some pulling and directing out of the main room here.]

[And shall we leave them to it, then?]

S'tel teg tuo fo ereh. [bow chicka bow wow]

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