First Breath Mingle!

[detectivewonder]

Who: The crew of the First Breath + visitors.
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: Aboard the First Breath or in station docking bays.
When: 4/25-4/31.

[Every week, regular as clockwork, Tim has a new plan to up ratings - although he doesn't put it like that to anyone out loud. This week, it's a bonding activity for the whole crew - painting their shuttles bright, custom colors. For his part, he doesn't have a color scheme in mind - he's focused on detail work, adding snarling mouths to their front, and impressive fictionalized kill tallies on their sides. If they might face raiders again, every little thing they can do to make themselves more impressive could coutn for a lot...]

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[mysunnydisposition]

[ She bites her bottom lip hard, her cheeks flushed pink while she tries to think of something to say, something cute and flip and not too serious... but those words don't come. Finally, she shrugs and mutters softly. ]

It's fine. I mean, everything's healed, so... [ So all she's got are the constant reminders. No big deal. Steph shakes her head and smiles wryly. ] This is so not how this kind of thing usually goes in my head...

But you should be shirtless more often. Like, all the time. It'd be great for ratings.

[ She shimmies out of her jeans, down to her underwear, and turns pointedly toward the shower. Washing off now. Dealing with the rest of it... can happen later. Or never. Steph's okay with never. ]

[detectivewonder]

[His eyes follow the motion of the shimmy, and he turns pinker than ever, mirroring her, remembering at the last moment that he has a good reason to turn away and stepping under the next showerhead over, taking a deep breath and turning on the water, brisk and chill at first but heating quickly.]

The Three Twins is already chasing that angle. I can't compete.

[mysunnydisposition]

[ She smirks, watching him out of the corner of her eye while she rinses the paint off her hands and forearms before she steps into the spray to wet her hair. ]

Well then it would just make me happy...

[detectivewonder]

If there was somewhere I could be shirtless for just you, I'd do it. But in case you haven't noticed, we're a little shy on privacy... case in point?

[mysunnydisposition]

[ Steph lets out a loud, dramatic sigh as Tim crushes her dreams. He's got a point, but that doesn't mean she has to like it. ]

Fiiine. I guess you're right... [ Spoilsport. ]

[detectivewonder]

[He scrubs at his hair and arms in silence a moment, then turns halway towards her, letting himself indulge the itch of curiosity. For a moment he's quiet.]

There's, uh, there are some streaks on your back.

[mysunnydisposition]

[ She pauses in the middle of carefully rinsing out her hair, and tilts her head toward him. For a second or two, she's quiet, trying to decide if that was an offer or... ]

You wanna help me with that?

[detectivewonder]

If that's okay?

I might need help, too. I can't really tell.

[mysunnydisposition]

[ She grins. Oh Tim. IF THAT'S OKAY. How is that even a question? ]

Yeah. That's totally fine.

I'll check you out if you'll deal with... whatever I can't reach?

[detectivewonder]

Okay.

[He steps behind her, carefully, trying to keep his hips angled so that Steph doesn't get a good look at him, given the way his boxers are clinging. Then he's running his hands over her back, testing - most of it comes off at a touch, but he rubs, gently, where he needs to, moving down slowly from her shoulders, pausing awkwardly when her bra strap is in the way.]

[mysunnydisposition]

[ Steph turns her back toward him, though she's watching him over her shoulder, bottom lip caught between her teeth. For all the flirting and teasing over the years, they never really got to this, simple touch, fingers and hands on bare skin.

She looks over her shoulder when he hesitates, her expression half a dare. ]

You can move that, you know.

[detectivewonder]

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