04th landing . video, locked from felix gaeta

[landfall]

So.

What do you guys do when you're really mad at someone?

Productive and unproductive tactics welcome. I also enjoy colorful stories.

[ Private to Felix Gaeta, later ]

[ Okay, it's time to confront this. She's calm. She's good. She's going to say something elegant, and Felix is going to respect her, and they will be friends.

Here goes! ]

You're stupid.

[ wow not as planned ]

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[landfall]

If I hit Felix, I think I'd get really good at words like 'sorry'.

[deshabille]

I don't think you should be quite that forgiving just yet. Whether you hit him or not.

I meant hitting something else. To make you less angry. Cooler.

[landfall]

You volunteering?

[deshabille]

Yes.

[landfall]

Where?

[deshabille]

Your choice. I'm not partial.

[landfall]

My place.

[ It doesn't really have a gym. This isn't really a problem. ]

[deshabille]

Shortly.

[And she will be there shortly, as soon as she's finished a couple of other things she has to get done this evening. A couple of quick knocks on the door, and the possibly arrogant assumption that Racetrack will know exactly who it is.]

[landfall]

[ The door is heavy, metal, opened by spinning a wheel in the center until the lock clunks open. ]

Come in! [ This is shouted, so as to be heard through the thickness of the wall. Racetrack is in sweatpants and a zippered sweatshirt, nothing but a sports bra underneath. She barely wears anything but sports bras these days. Seems that caution dies hard.

When Mal walks in, there's going to be a baseball sailing straight at her, thrown from the far side of the room, across the table that's set out in the middle of the room, between three walls of bunks.

[deshabille]

[She opens the door and - well, she does catch it, but not as well as she might ordinarily, because she's busy closing the door. She also doesn't see the ball, she just hears it, so her hand zips out to catch it before her head turns. When she does look, her brow furrows, but she grins after a moment anyway, tossing it from one hand to the other.]

Hello to you too.

[landfall]

Nice job! I thought you'd catch it.

[deshabille]

Your confidence in me's inspiring.

. . . Are we playing a game?

[landfall]

...we could be?

[deshabille]

If you'd like to play a game, we can. Or fight. Or something else entirely. I'm flexible.

[landfall]

Well, I really like you.

[ okay that wasn't. what was supposed to come out there. ]

[deshabille]

[She. Pauses. Hmm.]

I'd hoped so.

[Which means me too. But.]

Why are you telling me this right now?

[landfall]

I haven't actually frakked someone I like the company of in a few years.

I know that's kind of. Very direct.

[deshabille]

[Oh, all right, and now she's smiling.]

I like direct.

[landfall]

I'm just a little - because we're professional colleagues, sort of, and it's not like pilots never frakked each other but I didn't, I usually tried to pick out civilians if I could.

Um.

What I'm saying is that - will this get weird?

[deshabille]

No.

[She could say not on my end or depends how you define weird or it could get a lot weirder than awkward - she could say a lot of things, but she doesn't, because the simple answer is no.]

I can be straightforward when it's necessary. Or desired.

[landfall]

[ She has a feeling that this is a bad idea. She is doing the wrong thing here, because letting people in is the wrong thing. Trusting them is the wrong thing. Having sex with someone you are going to see again is the wrong thing.

But, gods damn it, it's a wrong thing that she wants. ]

Then pick a bunk, and let's do something more fun than sparring.

[deshabille]

[She drops the ball on the floor, kicks it away, and considers that statement for approximately 0.5 seconds before taking several steps towards Racetrack rather than the beds. Racetrack is significantly more interesting than beds.]

[This would be a semi-appropriate time to say something clever, but instead she tightens her fingers in Racetrack's shirt and kisses her, sharp, experimental, and not quite straightforward.]