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blameless mingle

Who: Blameless crew and visitors!
Broadcast: if you want
Action: Blameless
When: All of February

[it's a mingle! And of course, there's an activated device which may or may not be causing hijinks]

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The raiders, Hank. You were awesome, remember?

[ She does, but she also squeaks at the poke. ]

Don't start what you can't finish, McCoy.

Eh. [his nose wrinkles a bit] It wasn't that awesome.

[he got shot twice, that loses points in his book. Not that he'd agree even if he'd gotten out of it without a scratch.

. . . he pokes her again]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[ It's not as if she fared too much better, but at least they're quick healers. ]

It was pretty awesome, Hank, come on.

[ Is she really nearing forties? No. ]

Hank.

[ Her smile turns a touch dangerous. ]

[there is that. Even if they were sore for a day or two]

Come on what? It was sloppy and you know it.

[trust him to immediately look at it that way]

Raven?

[he's onto you]

It was still awesome. I told you.

[ She hums, watching him for a moment, considering even as her eyes flick. ]

Hank.

[ And she grins, leaning close to go right for the tickle. ]

It really wasn't.

[her shies away from her finger and gives her a Look while trying not to smile]

Raven.

[ All she can do is look purely innocent. ]

I'm not doing anything.

Uh huh.

[he could retaliate, or . . .

. . .

Uh oh that's the expression of a brat with an idea]

[ Raven just... Watches. ]

... Hank.

[remember how he can be quick? Even when he's under the effects of the serum?

Well he's using that now.

To jump in and pick Raven up, throw her over his shoulder, to carry her off to their bedroom.

What a romantic]