pc catchall for junpei (crashout)

[uncurtained]

IM PUTTING THE TIMON GIF IN HERE LATER YOU CANT BEAT ME

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[crashout]

You look like the kind of girl who wants a good romance. [Honest and open, but he looks at her over his shoulder.] But I could be wrong.

[He doesn't seem convinced though.] Same question. How so?

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Right, well... It doesn't really happen like it does in the movies.

[But she moves past that, thinking about it.]

Well, it matches your sense of humor. You seem like the kind of guy who'd be into science fiction... And the time travel thing is very on the nose.

[crashout]

[There's a lopsided little grin because man, tell him about it?? Moving on!]

I'll have you know I liked it before SHIFTing was an option. But yeah, the rest is...pretty accurate. [A shrug.] I'm not great at science but the possibilities are cool.

[Checking on one of the devices, he's much closer now and reaches up to grab a memory card reader, hand just barely brushing over Beck's shoulder to move past her.]

Hey, how awful do you think Shrek to the Future would be?

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Seriously? That would be—

[She starts, before he brushes past her. Then she pauses, glancing his way, as she takes a breath.]

...Oh, wow. Um, do you feel weird at all...?

[crashout]

[It doesn't hit right away, and he turns to look over at her with a curious gaze.]

What kind of weird...?

[Except when he looks right at her he knows immediately what kind of weird. It's a pinprickling, hot sort of sensation crawling over his skin and his mouth goes dry for a minute.]

...uh. [Yeah. Intelligent.] Okay, uh...we can just...ignore whatever the fuck this is, right?

[uncurtained]

Yeah... Yeah, totally. We can be adults about this.

[Maybe.]

[crashout]

Right. Adults. [Mmmmmm. What if he just. Turns away to look elsewhere? Yeah!] Anyway. Film. Finding a new one. We can do that, right?

[uncurtained]

Yeah... Yeah, totally.

[She looks around the room for a split second before she glances back towards him, biting her lip.]

Do you think it's because we touched...?

[crashout]

I'm starting to wonder the same thing. Can this place even do that? How's that possible?

[He knows there's science to back the art of attraction and lust but also? He barely touched her? This is insane.] That's going to make the rest of this week kind of a pain in the ass...

[uncurtained]

I guess so, yeah...

[She smooths her hair back, taking a deep breath.]

So we'll just have to be, um, careful from now on.

[crashout]

Right. Yeah. [A pause...and he turns to lean against a wall to watch her.] It's kind of stuffy in here, isn't it? Small room and everything.

[Hm.]

[uncurtained]

...Yeah, it does feel kind of warm. Do you think there's a fan, or...?

[aaaaaa]

[crashout]

In a projection room? Probably not...the sound would play over the film, I think. [He pulls at his shirt collar a little.] Maybe we should go. As much as I hate to let Shrek win...

[uncurtained]

At least we won't have to watch any more.

[...]

Where do you want to go?

[crashout]

Um. [UM.] ...you know what, I might just wait it out here. [Hm. Skinny jeans are a bad idea when you find yourself growing hard just from being around a hot girl. Like, thanks a lot, aphro, but come the fuck on.]

[uncurtained]

[Hm.

She could make a good decision and leave! And yet...]

Do you want me to stay with you?

[crashout]

[And yet. He eyes her curiously.]

You think that's a good idea? We have it on record that I still think you're hot. [Stop. He's trying to tease her and also distract from the situation, but that's the worst way to do it.]

[uncurtained]

[She breathes out a laugh, even as she glances his way.]

You're not so bad yourself, you know.

[crashout]

Yeah? [A teasing grin, but he's keeping his distance.] Can't say many girls have ever said that to me.

[uncurtained]

Yeah, well...

[Normally she would have a comeback for that, but with the way she feels now... She takes a step closer.]

Can't say I quite see why.

[crashout]

[In that case? He takes his own step closer, eyes on her and sizing her up curiously.]

Why Beck Beckson, are you coming on to me? [It's a joke because, like, yes please? But also it's friendly banter and puts him at ease.]

[uncurtained]

[She bites her lip for a moment, voice growing lower.]

Would it be so bad if I was...?

[crashout]

Nah...I don't think so. [He licks his lips a bit, debating what to do.] Some might even call it flattering.

[uncurtained]

Some would... But what would you call it?

[She doesn't take another step forward, but it's clear enough that she's thinking about it.]

[crashout]

...luck, maybe? [Which probably says something about where his own self-esteem is and how he feels about people, but even while she stops, he takes another step closer.] What're the odds?