( special lost girl au flavour! )

[gleans]

Dude, safe doesn't have to mean boring. Even if it did, I'd still take it over hanging around in the line of fucking fire, but it doesn't, so, like -- it's not like we don't have stuff to do. Or even stuff to do back before the shit hit the fan. Then in like, two months, you're gonna know how it's all gonna turn out anyway. C'mon, man, it's us. Hate to sound like a douchebag, but we're pretty much the opposite of boring no matter what shit we get up to.

Look, maybe this whole Light/Dark thing will just... fizzle out, anyway. Our part of the coast hasn't followed suit yet, maybe nobody else will. This whole thing is kinda s -- uh. A lot. [ LookawayMorrigannothingtoseehere. ] Um.

Just -- let's find something to do, okay? I miss being around.

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[onteamdyson]

Why do stuff when you can just continue to marathon monster movies with me in PJs all day with ice cream for breakfast. EVERY. DAY.

... Okay, so maybe there is such a thing as too much of a good thing, but I'm only saying this because ice cream is wicked-expensive these days.

[gleans]

Yeah, you might even end up having to get a job. [ Terrifying! ] Not that I'm not into the marathons, cuz now I get how you manage to put up with all of us.

[onteamdyson]

[SHHHSHSHSHSHS here let her just cover your mouth with her hand.] Don't say that. I'm not job material. Who the hell is going to hire an illegal Canadian refugee without a work visa? Nope. No jobs.

Also duh. It's extensive research.

[gleans]

[ Fine, let him just lick your hand! ]

Even the Blob?

[onteamdyson]

[Ew! How's she supposed to know where you've BEEN? Ha. Wiping that on your HAIR!]

Especially the Blob! You're gonna thank me when some gelatinous fae shows up and tries to mess up your face.

[gleans]

[ Eurgh, he rubs his sleeve over it. ]

I think we got the main rule down: don't just fuckin' stand there and scream until it rolls on you.

[onteamdyson]

You'd think that would be common sense, but it's not. [Dramatic, distant gaze,] It never is.

[gleans]

[ A pause, and then he smooshes her cheeks with one hand. That's all. HI HE LIEKS U ]

[onteamdyson]

[omfNO STOP! Pushing you the hell away, release the face!] Just because you're Squishy doesn't mean you get to squish the merchandise! You're so done for!

[She loves it.]

Shouldn't you be coming up with bright ideas or chewing on bad dreams or coming up with a way to save your doomed contract? Or do I have to do everything around here?

[chickadeedee]

Something, or someone? Honest question.

[gleans]

I know what you want the answer to be.

[chickadeedee]

Girl's gotta eat, songbird. [ WONK ]

[gleans]

What, like you're not lined up out the door? [ WONK YOURSELF. ] Don't tease, dude.

[chickadeedee]

[ APFFT. ] Aw, m'flattered. How could I resist teasin', though, y'know that's my thing. Can't take away a girl's thing.

[gleans]

[ FOND EYEROLL. ] You in need of services, ma'am?

[chickadeedee]

Nah, sometimes I just like harassing you. Plus, I got a new face. I wanted t'show it off. [ :D ] Though if yer gettin' into shenanigans, I call backseat. Backseat only 'cause I know Miss Kenzi's gonna be right up front afore I catch wind.

[onteamdyson]

[Suddenly HUGGED FROM BEHIND!] Did some ultra-hottie say shenanigans? Nope, too late, you're in the front. For once-- oh snap, I went there.

[chickadeedee]

[ AW SHIT hello hi, Jessie just ends up laughing and squirming in Kenzi's grip, look, be careful or she is going to go all-out-dog and try to kiss you. ] I mean, I like it both ways, so I ain't picky, at least.

But since y'offered, I'd be happy to go up front. [ wONK ]

[onteamdyson]

[BE LESS CAREFUL?! OKAY! Shoulderbite and release.]

Good! Great. Wonderful. You can take the brunt of any oncoming attacks. This just works out perf. Pretty sure I can think of eight kinds of trouble we could get into by sundown, just saying. Galen thinks I'm boring, did you hear?

[chickadeedee]

Boring. Y'don't know the meaning of the word. Look, we'll wait 'til he's sleepin' and then we'll show him boring. With feathers. And glue.

Lots of glitter.

Curious - any of those troubles involve my face on your face? Just curious.

[onteamdyson]

Ssssooooooooooooooooooo much glitter! Yes, okay, best idea.

See? This here-- this just proves all succubi just wanna come up with elaborate plots and ruses just to make out with me. I knew it. I'm succubait. I'm irresistible. And maybe. But only in an 'oh nooo I am soooooo drunk and still completely straight but oh no I think I touched a boob' way.

[chickadeedee]

Miss Thing, there's no way I could resist your charm. [ Have a kiss on the cheek for you, too. ] And m'holding you to that, y'know. At least a boob graze.

Ugh, so jealous of boyme.

[onteamdyson]

One boob graze guaranteed! Anything else is a big plus because your stupid personalty makes me question my solidly formed sexuality how dare you. Got Galen keeping me grounded there, thank everything.

Also yeah... yeah, you really should be. [Le SWOON.]

[gleans]

I noticed! Cute. And yeah, you better stick around, I miss you. All the yous.

[chickadeedee]

I'll try. Finches are flighty creatures.

[ A beat. EHHHH? EHHHH? ]

[gleans]

[ SHOULDERPUSH. ] If that's even your real name.

[chickadeedee]

No, Mr. Howard, I expect you to die. [ Of kisses. On the face.

Look, she'll even whistle the James Bond Theme and make finger guns. ] Ain't no femme fatale, though. I look better in a suit.