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[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

Merlin, fuck, that was bloody fantastic.

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[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

--There you are! *pushing through a crowd and -- ALMOST pulls Scor into a kiss, but remembers in the nick of time they are in public and instead turns the motion into an awkward shoulder clap* That was brilliant!

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

[His grin only gets wider when he sees Al, and not even an awkward shoulder clap can dampen it.]

Yeah, I--[Suddenly really wants to be away from the crowds and he gives his smiles and his thankyou's and his polite short conversation as he starts to back away from the the rest of the team and the people surrounding them after he catches Al's eye. It's surprisingly easy to find a quiet corner, although he suspects it won't be quiet for long with the amount of people wandering around]

I'm glad you came.

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

Of course I came! That was so brilliant, mate, there's no way they're keeping you second string for long. That dive! Holy hell!

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

God, I hope they don't. I thought I was going to spin out on that last one, you know? Fuck, Al, I missed playing.

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

I -- missed watching you. As much as I hate it. You were fantastic. You looked -- perfect.

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

[Ffft, grinflush, come here, Al, he needs to kiss you]

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

You're all sweaty. *smiles widely, kissing Scor quickly*

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

[Grins] You know it's sexy.

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

It was pretty sexy. You. Out there.

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

Do you want to go? They'll probably get in a mood, the team, but I don't really care.

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

Up to you, mate. Yes.

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

Alright. Just give me a minute, I need my bag. [it doesn't take long for him to come back with his bag over one shoulder and his broom in hand, but he's looking over his shoulder as he does] Let's go, those fucking groupies are like ninjas. They pop out everywhere. Meet you at the flat?

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

Heh. You've got groupies. *maybe Al should be jealous [that'll come later] but for now the idea is just hilarious. and awesome. and HILARIOUS.* Sounds good. I'll sneak out the front, maybe grab something to eat on the way home? How does ...cake sound?

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

--There you are! *pushing through a crowd and -- ALMOST pulls Scor into a kiss, but remembers in the nick of time they are in public and instead turns the motion into an awkward shoulder clap* That was brilliant!

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

[His grin only gets wider when he sees Al, and not even an awkward shoulder clap can dampen it.]

Yeah, I--[Suddenly really wants to be away from the crowds and he gives his smiles and his thankyou's and his polite short conversation as he starts to back away from the the rest of the team and the people surrounding them after he catches Al's eye. It's surprisingly easy to find a quiet corner, although he suspects it won't be quiet for long with the amount of people wandering around]

I'm glad you came.

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

Of course I came! That was so brilliant, mate, there's no way they're keeping you second string for long. That dive! Holy hell!

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

God, I hope they don't. I thought I was going to spin out on that last one, you know? Fuck, Al, I missed playing.

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

I -- missed watching you. As much as I hate it. You were fantastic. You looked -- perfect.

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

[Ffft, grinflush, come here, Al, he needs to kiss you]

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

You're all sweaty. *smiles widely, kissing Scor quickly*

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

[Grins] You know it's sexy.

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

It was pretty sexy. You. Out there.

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

Do you want to go? They'll probably get in a mood, the team, but I don't really care.

[evolvedsnake.livejournal.com]

Up to you, mate. Yes.

[ofanewkind.livejournal.com]

Alright. Just give me a minute, I need my bag. [it doesn't take long for him to come back with his bag over one shoulder and his broom in hand, but he's looking over his shoulder as he does] Let's go, those fucking groupies are like ninjas. They pop out everywhere. Meet you at the flat?