Mun loves obscure female reporters, don't ask.

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

Obscure?

Who do you think you're talking about? I'm Polly Perkins! Do you know how many people read my work? My pictures have been circulated all over the world. I'm known for getting the shot and being right in the thick of it.

The Chronicle has a huge readership, I'm pretty sure people will know who I am.

Don't you think?

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Oddly enough? Don't need to.

[sky_captain_joe]

Polly. Always so concerned with the size of your byline.

[And he grins]

Well, isn't that lucky for me?

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

Joe. As much as you're concerned with the next pretty thing to walk by.

[You know the look, yeah, that one]

[sky_captain_joe]

[And the grin falters under that. As it tends to.]

I'm not...Polly, I thought we'd put that issue to bed.

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

Well I'm not quite as sure just what you've put to bed Joe.

Were there others? Besides Franky?

[Sure they saved the world, sure there was that. But this was different.]

[sky_captain_joe]

[He rubbed the bridge of his nose, sighing. He needed some milk of magnesia if he was going to have to deal with this]

Oh for...Polly, really, there were no others, I swear. And anyways, you sabotaged my plane. I nearly died. Isn't that enough revenge, or perhaps you're planning something else? Bit of curare, maybe, in the tea? Or the ever-popular shoving from a high place?

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

You have me all wrong Joe, I think I'd much rather enjoy making you miserable for the rest of your life personally. You probably have an immunity to poisons and Dex would never let you fall, probably has some gizmo already worked up for it.

[Just shrugs a bit and sighs.]

The only thing I can do is stick around and make myself a nuisance.

[sky_captain_joe]

[He sort of gives her a look, as if deciding if this is the best of all things or the absolute worst of things.]

No chance you meant to say 'happy' for the rest of my life? And yes, entirely immune to poisons.

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

Do you honestly think I could make you happy?

[She's giving the chance here, there a note of hope betrayed under the sarcasm.]

[sky_captain_joe]

[He paused for a moment, caught in his own manufactured moment that was meant to be just sarcastic.]

I...well. I named my plane after you.

[A revelation, he thinks]

So I thought you could. Maybe...maybe again.

[He's not good at these parts.]

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

[Finally going to admit it was he? She smiled, but kept it under control.]

No wonder she crashes.

[Maybe that was her way of admitted she herself had let him down, not just the namesake.]

Well then maybe I could give you another chance.

[sky_captain_joe]

[He paused, giving her a bit of a look.]

Did you...did you just make it so that I begged you for another chance?

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

And I accepted, so we're in agreement.

[A kiss to his cheek]

[sky_captain_joe]

Oh no.

[He stepped towards her, wagging a finger]

If we're back together, I get a better kiss than that, Polly Perkins.

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

[Polly did not like not being the one in control of things. She fussed for a moment before tucking her purse under her arm, securing her camera over her shoulder and stretching to kiss his lips softly for a good four or five seconds. She pulled back and smiled prettily at him.]

Satisfied?

[sky_captain_joe]

[He put on a thoughtful look]

Um...almost. I mean, as kisses go, that was fairly wonderful. Easily 9.5 out of 10. But not quite there yet.

[Which was when he took her in his arms, dipped her slightly and then kissed her deeply, making it last and giving it everything he had, before bringing her back to the vertical and clearing his throat.]

That ought to do it.

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

[Somewhere in the dip or the kiss or being returned to her feet she'd lost her hat.

And she couldn't really care much less.

Polly stared with a sort of dreamy, hazy lack of focus for a few seconds before she remembered just who she was.]

Well...alright then. We can get back to...to...what were we doing?

[sky_captain_joe]

Well, we were just having a post-victory chat, but then things took a little bit of a different direction.

[He grins, stooping to retrieve her hat]

Hope you don't mind, Polly.

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

Mind? No, I don't mind I just...

[She took a few deep breaths, smoothed her hair down and pulled her hat on securely.]

So, post victory chat? Sounds like cause for celebration.

[sky_captain_joe]

[He grinned]

If you think you can keep up.

[And he offered an arm]

[intrepid_girl_reporter]

I can keep up with anything you can dish out, Captain.

{Her arm threaded through his and she snuggled up close to his side. Progress! She hadn't even been completely snarky with that one.]