Coil Lenn (
mortalcoil) wrote in
driftfleet2016-09-17 05:04 pm
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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!]
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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[He avoids her eyes, full-out sulking.]
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Impress me?
[She's really really confused.]
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[I need you to need meeeeee]
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Still want-? Arthur what are you talking about?
[Confusion level rising.]
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Oh Arthur, sweet beautiful Arthur. How could I ever be bored with you?
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Very easily, I'm afraid.
[He kisses her cheek, lingering with his nose pressed to her cheek.]
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[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.
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[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.
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[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?
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Very much so.
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[He grins.] Think we can fit all my clothes in there?
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Well, I don't have much, so I think we can make it work.
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Let's make sure we'll have the room first.
[It's not a no.]
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[Yeah she's getting sappy. Also flushing a little more because she's now thinking about Arthur in the shower. Oops.]
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[She feels a giddy rush from head to toe. This feels very...romantic. She can't help but enjoy it.]
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[She squeezes back, smiling like a fool.]
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Am I?
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He might... He thinks he's...
He smiles at her, his smile big and bright as his heart beats hard in his chest.]
You are, [he says, breathless. He pulls her close to kiss her. The kiss is tender but passionate, soft and yet filled with more emotion than seems to fit the situation.]
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