[There's a beat or two before he opens the door for her; and for someone who usually looks as put together as he can, he . . . hasn't exactly done much about it. Then again, he hasn't really left the rover either. He's a little paler than usual, but he's come to expect exhaustion from everyone else, really - he knew Orange team was working hard, and and who knows what else was going on.
He gives a little wave, and steps aside so she can come in]
[She presses her lips briefly against his cheek before she skirts around him as she steps inside. Now she's missing those obnoxious amounts of pillows they had and mildly regrets having left early and not having stolen one of those pillows.]
I could use a vacation, Maias. And another one from my rover.
[As much as she... somewhat liked her new rovermates she preferred it when she loitered the pilot's cabin with Peter.]
[the kiss gets him to smile, at least. He pulls the door shut once she pushes past and gestures to his bunk, inviting her to sit if she wants. He heard her on the vacation part.
He clears his throat, wincing briefly before speaking. His voice is barely above a whisper]
You could be taking it another way. [She turns her head upward to kiss the curve of his jaw.] That is entirely different from how you should be taking it.
[Honestly, that was one of the few times she didn't mean it like that but she's not about to complain when he's alright with it.] Are you averse to it, Maias?
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i doubt we won't, though not without issue, i'm sure
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Where are you?
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in my rover. why?
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I'm sick of dealing with people and you're one of the three people I can stand right now.
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is that so. would you like to come over?
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I thought you'd never ask. I'll be there soon.
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i shall wait with baited breath
-> action
Even behind the dark sunglasses and the immaculately made fishtail braid, there is a definite air of exhaustion coming off of her.]
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He gives a little wave, and steps aside so she can come in]
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I could use a vacation, Maias. And another one from my rover.
[As much as she... somewhat liked her new rovermates she preferred it when she loitered the pilot's cabin with Peter.]
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He clears his throat, wincing briefly before speaking. His voice is barely above a whisper]
You mean to say you aren't having fun?
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Fine. Too much talking the other day.
[and shouting, and all that]
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I truly think this place will be the end of my youth and good looks, Maias. Remember me as I was, not as I am.
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I doubt that.
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How forward of you. [that wasn't a complaint]
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