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Then it would probably be unprofessional to ask me to turn up, wouldn't it?

[George is blissfully clueless that she's been let in on that particular family secret. And she is right about not wanting to talk about it, if he did know. For now he just reckons she was lonely and he's more than happy to give her a little company.]

Probably.

[ Her hand slips into his hair a little more, fingertips rubbing his scalp. ]

But if I'm at my desk that day and I have nothing else to do, who else am I going to harass via text message?

You can harass me all you like, love.

[He swoops down to kiss her again, her arms tightening around her waist.]

[ She's definitely planning on it now, but why waste what she has right in front of her? Her other arm goes to wrap around him as she presses closer. He's solid, warm, and she knows his blood flows. It's not fair, that Fred was taken and he was left behind, and the stashed firewhiskey makes a hideous sort of sense now. His words about sticking around the City make sense, too -- if Fred is here, why wouldn't he? Wouldn't Cobb do the same, if he were convinced this weren't a dream, if Mal (the actual Mal, not the shade) were here? ]

[They're still standing in the doorway, so he walks them further back into the room. Only... well she seems a little preoccupied. He pulls back.]

Something on your mind, love?

[ Well crap. George, why do you have to notice these things now? ]

It's just been a weird past few days.

[ Pause. ]

It's been a weird past few weeks, really.

[His hands slide down to take take her hands in his as he keeps leading them to the stairwell.]

Your flatmate came back, didn't he?

[ She lets him lead, squeezing his hands slightly. ]

Eames? Yeah, he did. Three weeks for us, a few seconds for him. I had to give his lighter back.

Just as well. I've heard smoking's not good for you.

Apparently it also makes cowboys think your neck looks delicious, so yeah, probably a good thing.

[Oh my. Now this is a story that needs elaborating on.]

Come again?

Remember that cigarillo I was smoking during the mistletoe curse? I dropped it after Fred decided to... er, help out, but I'd gotten it earlier from a cowboy. I asked him for more the next time I saw him on the network, so he came over to drop them off. I gave him coffee and spoiled his horse a little bit and apparently he decided recreating the curse was necessary. [ Only he certainly hadn't been attached to her neck during the curse. ]

Should I be worried about you two disappearing off into the sunset?

[He grins as he says it, though, clearly not worried. You had fun this week, lady.]

[ She snorts, shifting to give him a quick kiss without pulling them both down the stairs. 'Fun' maybe isn't the correct word, but it's definitely been interesting -- and he's a good sport about it. She's lucky. ]

His horse and I, maybe. He's too much of a tease.

The bloke or the horse?

[He pauses long enough to lean her against the railing, making the kiss last a little longer.]

[ It's a bit difficult to answer when you're kissing her, George, so she'll just wrap around him again. ]

[He agrees. Kissing > talking at the moment. Let's do that for a bit.]

[ Eames had been occupying himself in Yusuf's lab for the most part, though not to any great degree of help - without the chemist there, he can't do much aside from changing the litter box anyway and feed Rhada. He's off of work for the day and has, admittedly, spent most of it concerning himself over the PASIV - when they would finally test it, who they ought to try it on, or if the others had already done so during his departure. The cat dealt with, he jogs up the stairs to the first floor, then heads immediately for the other set of stairs to start himself a shower- except his way is blocked because, you know.

Welp. ]

Should I come back later?

[ Ariadne is really going to have to work on her perception, at least when it comes to what she perceives while making out with redheaded wizards on her stairs, because she has no idea Eames is there until he speaks. The reaction is immediate, though; she tenses, hand digging into George's back slightly as she quickly pulls away from the kiss. Shit. ]

Um. [ Great start, Ariadne. ] Hi, Eames. Have you two met?

[ a w k w a r d ]

[George, however, doesn't look too taken aback by this particular interruption. They were snogging in her stairwell, it was bound to happen eventually. He just leans back and gives Eames a friendly smile.]

Not in person, yet. Alright?

Alright, there. [ That ginger is something fluorescent. There's only a few of those who make regular posts on the network, anyway. His lips quirk easily, because Eames isn't unfriendly when he wants to keep the air light. ] One of the Weasleys, I believe? The shopkeepers.

Edited 2011-12-21 00:47 (UTC)

[ There is a moment where Ariadne, despite being the one out of the three of them who is friends with a pterosaur, wonders why she is the only person with normal reactions to things. Maybe it's a British thing.

It's not going to stop her from muttering under her breath in French about them both, though. ]

[You are just friends with too many trolls, Aria. And George is finding endlessly hilarious to act like he wasn't just caught snogging like a randy teenager in the public areas of her home.]

George Weasley, yeah. We haven't quite opened the shop yet, but we're getting close.

I'm sure you'll do just fine- businesses around here don't seem to suffer for anything.

[ Eames glances at Ariadne, brow raised a bit. They'll need to talk about bringing people back here, of all places. ]

Are you two on your way out?

[ Don't you give her that look, Eames. You're just going to get a steely-eyed one in response. ]

Not really, no.

[ Did it get tense in here or is it just her? ]

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