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Red Fishies

Who: SS Red Fish crew and visitors
Broadcast: No
Action: Aboard the SS Red Fish
When: Around the drifting week (and probably a backtag party!)

[watch the newest episodes (and catch up on a few reruns) of your favorite dysfunctional fish in the fleet! what kind of drama will they create next? you can find out right here, right now!]

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[OH GOD he flails under the weight, surprised and embarrassed that he's caught by the one person he was trying to impress.] Holy-... Syeira!

[It's hard to tell that his face has heated up any more than it already was from the strain of the weight, but it is.] I... I'm just resting.

[He sighs immediately. He can't lie to her.] Or actually, I'm stuck, [he says, sounding and looking defeated.]

How do I-?

[She moves around to the back of the weight station...thingy, and tries to help him lift the weight. It's heavier than she can comfortably lift without help, but not so bad that she can't help him at all.]

Okay...

[She lifts, straining a little. Hey, she's strong but she's not super human...at..the..moment???]

[He lifts with her, and together, they manage to put it back on the rack. He sits up, running his hands over his face.] I just wanted to impress you.

[He avoids her eyes, full-out sulking.]

[She lets out a breath once the weight is back on the rack where it goes. And then she blinks at him, as she shoves her copious hair out of her face.]

Impress me?

[She's really really confused.]

[He chews at his lip.] Yeah. I just... I want you to want me still.

[I need you to need meeeeee]

[She is unfamiliar with that song.]

Still want-? Arthur what are you talking about?

[Confusion level rising.]

I'm worried you'll get bored of me so I'm trying to gain some muscle, [he blurts, glancing up at her uneasily.] I just... I want to be attractive for you. It's stupid, I know.

[She chuckles suddenly, and grabs his face in both hands, giving him a nosy kiss on the lips.]

Oh Arthur, sweet beautiful Arthur. How could I ever be bored with you?

[That at least draws a small smile from him.]

Very easily, I'm afraid.

[He kisses her cheek, lingering with his nose pressed to her cheek.]

Don't be silly. You're brilliant, creative, charming...

[She lifts her head from his and gently brushes a thumb against where she knows his dimple hides.]

And you're very handsome. You don't have to impress me. You already do.

[He looks down, a bigger smile forming on his face.] Years of trying to live up to my mom's standards haven't made me very confident at times. Sorry.

[Looking back up at her, he looks decisive. More confident.] Syeira, can I move the rest of my things in your room? I know I've got a lot of stuff, and I don't want you to say yes unless you really want me to stay there, but... I like living with you.

Parents don't always see the mess their making. But if you ever question, you know I'll tell you the truth.

[She's still touching his face when he asks to move in with her. It's a surprise, definitely.]

I...I like having you there, of course. Are you sure? You don't want to keep your own space?

It'll be an adjustment for sure, but... I want to share something with you. I want to wake up and see your face. And I want to be able to get dressed in the same room I wake up in, [he says with a smile, giving her a peck on the lips.] I guess this is the fleet version of making a home together. Are you sure you're fine with it?

[Her cheeks slowly gain color as he talks, and her smile grows wide. She nods.]

Very much so.

Good. I'm glad.

[He grins.] Think we can fit all my clothes in there?

[She's grinning too.]

Well, I don't have much, so I think we can make it work.

Will you let me go shopping with you sometime? I'd love to help pick out a few more outfits for you.

[She laughs, light and airy.]

Let's make sure we'll have the room first.

[It's not a no.]

[He smiles.] Okay. I should probably take a shower. Are you free in about fifteen minutes?

I always have time for you.

[Yeah she's getting sappy. Also flushing a little more because she's now thinking about Arthur in the shower. Oops.]

[He grins, giving her another kiss, softer this time, and then stands up] I've gotta go pick up some clean clothes. Walk with me there?

Of course.

[She feels a giddy rush from head to toe. This feels very...romantic. She can't help but enjoy it.]

[When he starts walking with her, he takes her hand, squeezing it gently.] How was your day?

Well, my beau is moving in with me. So that's exciting.

[She squeezes back, smiling like a fool.]

[He laughs lightly.] Well, good. You're adorable when you're happy, you know that?

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