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[leadhisarmy.livejournal.com]

[is in your apartment, hiding hexbags.]

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[im-exhibita.livejournal.com]

[He arches a brow at her as she moves to kneel in front of him before leaning down to kiss her back. Not the worse thing he's done but certainly interesting. When they pull apart, he's watching her stoically as he nods.] Monday it is.

[leadhisarmy.livejournal.com]

I'll be here around 7. Try to leave the door unlocked? I already busted Elle Bishop's locks because she was feeling security conscious. [She stands promptly and snatches her jacket off the couch, turning to head for the door before she promptly stops and turns back to face him.] Thanks for the patch-up. You're not a bad guy.

[im-exhibita.livejournal.com]

I'm sure that went over well. [He comments wryly, getting to his feet as well before he turns to face her.] You're welcome. Sorry for shooting you in the first place.

[leadhisarmy.livejournal.com]

[She gives pause at that, then crosses her arms over her chest uncomfortably.]

That's a first.

[im-exhibita.livejournal.com]

...What is?

[leadhisarmy.livejournal.com]

I've had plenty of people shoot me -- rough me up, throw me around, eviscerate me. But, you're the first to apologize for it. It's like you're ... [treating my like a human. She gets more uncomfortable and just sneers it off.] A big softy underneath it all. Don't worry, we'll fix that.

See you around. [With that, suitably freaked out with her life, she flounces.]

[im-exhibita.livejournal.com]

[He merely stares at the empty space as she flounces off, then he sighs and turns back to the task of cleaning up. His life was certainly weird lately.]