Tourist, May I?

[takingkarabusiness]

Who: Tourists and visitors!
Broadcast: Nooooooooope
Action: On the Tourist
When: May

[ Ship Catch all for May! Mingle! Talk to your neighbors! Walk in on your friends! Wait, don't do that. ]

Comments

[passingthrough]

[Only boyfriend gets to see this. Tell no one!] You taught him to text? [Okay, reign it in, Pryde.]

So, Vision mentioned Steve Rogers was in the Avengers, but I just assumed his name happened to also be Steve Rogers. I don't know he was the Steve Rogers who fought the third reich in World War II. My grandpa used to tell me stories about him. I even had an old comic book about him.

[winn]

[ oh, ok, if it's special fangirling only he gets to see, he's a whole lot more ok with it. ]

Yeah -- when you squeal about getting one remember who's behind it.

[ she can have a crush - as long as he's the one getting the sugar.

wait, ok, this just got cool for him too. ]

No way -- your world had Superheroes fighting Hitler? [ that's not fair, that should be a constant! multiverse, what are you doing! ]

[passingthrough]

I do nooot squeal. [Except she totally has and he heard her.]

And yes, see the cool here? [She kisses his cheek. He's definitely the one getting all the sugar.]

[winn]

[ his eyebrow just s l o w l y goes up at he denial.

she's a fangirl. that's so cute. ]

Ok, yeah, I'm seeing the cool. [ he smiles, happy with his sugar. ] You know, he told me to call him for anything. We're totally tight now.

[ tight, winn you met once. stop trying to show off. ]

[passingthrough]

Are you trying to ride his cool, Winn Schott? [She sees what you're doing there and she's amused.]

[winn]

Depends -- is it working?

[passingthrough]

Not even a little. But it's okay, because you know why? [She bops his nose lightly with her finger.] I love you.

[winn]

[ he smiles and leans in for a lingering kiss, getting that smitten look she likes so much. ]

I will take it.

[passingthrough]

[Happy kissing.] I held his shield. [Is that what you wanted whispered against your lips?]

[winn]

[ no. not it isn't. there's actually a second of panic before he remembers there was an actual shield.

ok, he's gonna pull back and lean his head against his hand. ]

Alright. Lay the fangasm on me.

[ it's remarkably judgment free; he's had to let so many of those out in his life. ]

[passingthrough]

[Oh my god, what did you think shield was a euphemism for?] Fangasm? You have a strange language in National City.

[winn]

[ ask no questions and he'll tell no lies. ]

Westeros has a strange language. Ours is pretty straightforward - enough people say it - it's a word.

[passingthrough]

Has Margaery been using weird terms on you?

[winn]

Tyrion, he's called me your 'paramour'.

[passingthrough]

You met Tyrion. [She smiles.] How did that go?

He used the word courting with us a lot. I felt like we should be in a parlor wearing white gloves.

[winn]

Ok, I think? Definitely held true to my promise.

[ he wasn't wittier or more charming. let's all pretend it was hard. ]

We eventually settled on 'beloved'. [ and by 'settled', he means he dropped the subject. ] I think I'll just look like a failed magician with white gloves.

[passingthrough]

You're going to start calling me your beloved? [That's...cute and sweet and odd? She'd probably feel embarrassed in public and like it in private. She'd probably also tease him despite liking it in private.] I'm gad you came to such an important decision.

[winn]

We talk about the real issues.

[ he nods ]

[passingthrough]

I'm proud of you. [Kisses both of his cheeks and then moves in on his lips. It's a good way to show pride.] And no death threats?

[winn]

[ it's the best way to show pride, but she's getting a quirked brow at the inquiry. ]

Should there have been?

[passingthrough]

I wouldn't say that. I just thought the possibility existed.

[winn]

Wit-jealousy's that bad? [ he knows that's not it, but man, wouldn't it be nice if it were? ]

[passingthrough]

Um...no. [She gives him a soft smile.] Standard "if you hurt her" stuff.

[winn]

[ he tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear. ]

I should disclaimer to all your friends - if that somehow ever happened, they'd have to get in line behind me.

[ he wishes he could promise that he would never hurt her, but people hurt each other in small ways just by being close, and in big ways...he feels better, about his sanity, but the fear isn't going to disappear because of one good talk. ]

[passingthrough]

No one is hurting anyone anyway. It's a no hurt zone. [But yes, she knows that's not how it works. When you let someone in and you're vulnerable to them they can hurt you without ever meaning to. But for the moment she can pretend, right? Besides, she's not worried about the small things you can easily recover from. It's the big betrayals and losses she fears.]