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Do you say things like that to fluster me on purpose?
What? No, of course not! Maya, what ever gave you that idea?
[ With reluctance, ] Wellllll, if you solemnly promise...
Alright, I admit defeat. I don't see why we shouldn't take it off this guy's hands.
Alright, I admit defeat. I don't see why we shouldn't take it off this guy's hands.
Gee, I don't know. [ she actually pouts for a moment- she never has any idea how to react when he does things like that. Sometimes she manages to actually flirt back and others he makes her brain short circuit. ]
... I suppose I should thank you, though. For being patient with me.
... I suppose I should thank you, though. For being patient with me.
[ she leans over, grabbing that tie of his and pulling him in for a kiss ]
Thanks.
Thanks.
[ For once, he doesn't have to ask what she's talking about. Honesty and emotions are tricky territory for him still, but this? Peter is totally at home with this. ]
Hey, no. Nothing to thank me for. When you're ready, I'm ready, and that's all there is to it.
[ But then that wicked look is back on his face, and he leans in close to brush his lips against her neck. ] Can't say I'm not looking forward to it, though.
Hey, no. Nothing to thank me for. When you're ready, I'm ready, and that's all there is to it.
[ But then that wicked look is back on his face, and he leans in close to brush his lips against her neck. ] Can't say I'm not looking forward to it, though.
[ Peter has a second to think, "Oh, so that's what ties are for," then when they part he thinks, "Maybe I should wear them more often." ]
... We should, uh. We should probably get back to work and get out of here.
... We should, uh. We should probably get back to work and get out of here.
[ The temptation to kiss him again is strong, but they're in the middle of a job- in the middle of some dude's treasure vault with a pair of dead guards outside. They really should get out of here. ]
So, uh. What have you found?
So, uh. What have you found?
[ If it seems like she murmurs in approval and tilts her head a little, it's only because she does. ]
I should warn you that we're going to be hard-pressed for privacy while we're here.
I should warn you that we're going to be hard-pressed for privacy while we're here.
[ He smiles against her neck. ] I don't mind. I've dabbled in exhibitionism.
[ Is he serious? Is he joking? Who knows! ]
[ Is he serious? Is he joking? Who knows! ]
Aside from some random crap for the others? Nothing. You'd think he'd be thoughtful enough to put up a big neon sign that said "Steal this thing!"--
[ But then he glances down, sees a tiny little box marked "Jittania" on the bottom shelf, covered in dust and positively dwarfed by the other boxes around it. He kneels and opens it, revealing something not too dissimilar to an Egyptian scarab. It seems to be made of some sort of deep red metal, and it doesn't glow, exactly, but there's definitely some sort of faint light emitting from it. ]
... Nevermind. Pretty sure I found it.
[ But then he glances down, sees a tiny little box marked "Jittania" on the bottom shelf, covered in dust and positively dwarfed by the other boxes around it. He kneels and opens it, revealing something not too dissimilar to an Egyptian scarab. It seems to be made of some sort of deep red metal, and it doesn't glow, exactly, but there's definitely some sort of faint light emitting from it. ]
... Nevermind. Pretty sure I found it.
... Huh.
I guess it's not the size of the box, but the worth of the thing in the box.
I guess it's not the size of the box, but the worth of the thing in the box.
Peter...
[ she tries her very best to sound stern, but it just doesn't happen. God dammit, he's way too good at this ]
[ she tries her very best to sound stern, but it just doesn't happen. God dammit, he's way too good at this ]
Whatever this thing is, it better be worth all this trouble. [ He replaces the lid and does his best to blow the dust off the box -- facing away from Maya, of course -- before tucking it into his coat pocket.
He stands, brushing himself off. ] We should head out, unless you wanna pilfer anything else.
He stands, brushing himself off. ] We should head out, unless you wanna pilfer anything else.
Kidding, kidding.
[ But still he's smiling -- because he's an insufferable bastard, because he knows he's good, because he's had enough time to figure out which spots on her neck are most sensitive -- and he presses a kiss just below her ear before pulling back. His fingers draw lazy circles on her hip. ]
Anyway. I'll defer to your wisdom for what we do tonight. I'm happy playing tourist.
[ But still he's smiling -- because he's an insufferable bastard, because he knows he's good, because he's had enough time to figure out which spots on her neck are most sensitive -- and he presses a kiss just below her ear before pulling back. His fingers draw lazy circles on her hip. ]
Anyway. I'll defer to your wisdom for what we do tonight. I'm happy playing tourist.
I think I'm good.
[ she gives her new pistol a few twirls, delighting in having a gun on her again. ]
... You're probably going to have to carry this, though. I don't have any place to put it.
[ she gives her new pistol a few twirls, delighting in having a gun on her again. ]
... You're probably going to have to carry this, though. I don't have any place to put it.
[ She gives him a light shove, shooting him a glare- though it's far from genuine. ]
Let's hit up Moxxi's then, and go from there.
Let's hit up Moxxi's then, and go from there.
[ He says with a waggle of his eyebrows, ] I could always help you strap it to your inner thigh.
[ Buuut he holds his hand out for it. ] You know, I'm pretty sure most guys are worried about having to carry their girlfriends' purses. I get to carry my girlfriend's new gun.
[ Buuut he holds his hand out for it. ] You know, I'm pretty sure most guys are worried about having to carry their girlfriends' purses. I get to carry my girlfriend's new gun.
[ She hands it over, a little reluctantly. In the end, though, this means he's armed, and she does feel better about that. ]
Just don't get too attached.
Just don't get too attached.
[ He starts walking to the exit, and as he goes, he tucks the gun behind him into his waistband, effectively hiding it underneath his coat. ] I promise not to fall in love with your new weapon.
C'mon. The sooner we get out of here, the sooner we can talk about your secret kinks.
C'mon. The sooner we get out of here, the sooner we can talk about your secret kinks.
And here I was going to warn you that the kickback on that little pistol is gonna be a bitch and to watch yourself, but if you're going to be like that, I don't think I will.
[ She takes him by the hand and heads back up the street towards Moxxi's bar, with it's bright lights and loud music. There are slot machines in one corner, a dart board in another with two patrons drunkenly trying to play the game. Moxxi stands behind the bar, and gives Maya a "Hey, sugar" as they walk in. When Maya introduces Peter as her boyfriend, the other woman has enough class to stop leaning on the bar in such a way that really shows off her cleavage.
There's an older gentleman with cybernetic implants- one eye, one arm, and one leg- sitting at the far side of the bar. He tips his hat, and Maya introduces Peter to Sir Hammerlock. ("He's one of the first people I met on Pandora.") The hunter remarks that he had a few things that needed doing around the Wildlife Exploitation Preserve (yes, really) if they were interested. Samples and such to gather for his upcoming almanac on the planet's wildlife.
It pays well, at least, and Maya's always up for shooting some stalkers, so she agrees.
They've got a little time to kill, so Moxxi slides them a couple of drinks ("On the house.") and they sit to chat. ]
Have I ever told you about stalkers before?
There's an older gentleman with cybernetic implants- one eye, one arm, and one leg- sitting at the far side of the bar. He tips his hat, and Maya introduces Peter to Sir Hammerlock. ("He's one of the first people I met on Pandora.") The hunter remarks that he had a few things that needed doing around the Wildlife Exploitation Preserve (yes, really) if they were interested. Samples and such to gather for his upcoming almanac on the planet's wildlife.
It pays well, at least, and Maya's always up for shooting some stalkers, so she agrees.
They've got a little time to kill, so Moxxi slides them a couple of drinks ("On the house.") and they sit to chat. ]
Have I ever told you about stalkers before?
Alright, alright. You've made your point. I'll be good.
If I recall correctly, you've said that several times already.
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