The Perk: Saturday afternoon

Jul 27, 2013 16:30

Mercy wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but she'd decided to find a place where she could observe without looking too much like she was just staring at people ( Read more... )

michael samuelle, mercy thompson, priestly, perk, m parker

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Talk with Mercy walkswithcoyote July 27 2013, 20:32:33 UTC
Mercy sipped at her hot chocolate, wondering just what the island had up its sleeve this time.

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Re: Talk with Mercy lovemykilt July 27 2013, 22:10:58 UTC
Priestly finished off his shirtless, kilted run at the Perk for a coffee (as had been pointed out, everyone in fic was addicted to coffee). He lifted his chin in greeting at Mercy. "Baaaabe."

Because that was how assholes greeted women, you see.

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Re: Talk with Mercy walkswithcoyote July 27 2013, 22:29:00 UTC
Mercy looked up at him curiously. He looked a lot like her teacher. Except for the hair and well... She sniffed at him, because that was how she always used her super sense of smell, regardless of whether people noticed or not - though normally no one seemed to notice it at all.

No, he didn't smell like Dean Winchester, not nearly as much scent of gun oil and much more crazy hair product.

He was odd, but his near nakedness did wake up her coyote hormones a bit.

"Um... Hi. Do I know you?"

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Re: Talk with Mercy lovemykilt July 27 2013, 22:31:36 UTC
"Nah," Priestly said. "But you want to."

You really don't want to, Mercy. Not this weekend.

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Re: Talk with Mercy walkswithcoyote July 27 2013, 22:38:07 UTC
"Do I?" She leaned back in her chair and shoved another out for him with her foot.

Of course she was always this forward. In a snarky way, obviously.

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Re: Talk with Mercy lovemykilt July 27 2013, 22:45:38 UTC
Priestly spun the chair around to sit on it backwards -- while wearing a kilt, which was a good several inches shorter than it usually was -- and leaned his arms on the chair. "So." He waggled his eyebrows. "How you doing?"

Oh honey. No.

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Re: Talk with Mercy walkswithcoyote July 27 2013, 22:53:33 UTC
Oh please. Hadn't he read any of that NC-17 werewolf fic? Had he no idea just how well hung all the werewolves were? Did he not know that Mercy had grown up in a world where these amazingly gorgeous, well-hung werewolves got naked around her all the time?

Still... the hormones he was pumping out...

She smiled at him, then looked at him a little warily, thoughts of Samuel suddenly springing to her mind. (No one said the fic writers were consistent!) "I'm okay... You must be... very warm."

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Re: Talk with Mercy lovemykilt July 27 2013, 22:56:48 UTC
"Oh, I am hot like a furnace, baby."

Well, sure, but Priestly was from a romantic comedy universe. Which totally meant everyone had sex with everyone else all the time.

Or . . . something.

"Almost as hot as you look, right now."

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Re: Talk with Mercy walkswithcoyote July 27 2013, 23:14:03 UTC
Mercy was suddenly even better looking than she usually was, silken black hair, glowing skin, luminous eyes. "Oh, I'm looking hot, am I?"

She purred a bit. Coyote, cat, same thing, right?

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Re: Talk with Mercy lovemykilt July 27 2013, 23:19:01 UTC
Totally the same thing. "Honey, you are smoking. We would make the prettiest babies."

WHY WAS HE TALKING ABOUT BABIES?

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Re: Talk with Mercy walkswithcoyote July 27 2013, 23:26:55 UTC
A litter of coyote pups, how sweet! Did coyotes go into heat?

There was a brief moment of blankness while the fic writer did a little research. Damn. Inconclusive. And they didn't want to waste more time on it. If only Mercy was part cat!

Mercy blushed. "Oh you. I mean, I barely know you!"

Five minutes. Was that enough?

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Re: Talk with Mercy lovemykilt July 27 2013, 23:31:05 UTC
Oh, five minutes was plenty of time, in fic terms. The fic writer already tried to do research on the heat thing, how much effort did you want them putting into this thing?

"Well, then clearly we need to get to know each other. . . . better."

In a sexy way.

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Re: Talk with Mercy walkswithcoyote July 27 2013, 23:36:13 UTC
She leaned in, chest suddenly much larger and, well... heaving,/i> a little. "Really!"

But then her face clouded over. "But I have baggage. So very much baggage. Because of a man. A very hot sexy man like you. Who only wanted me because he wanted to have puppies with me. I mean, babies. Babies."

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Re: Talk with Mercy lovemykilt July 27 2013, 23:40:00 UTC
"I'm okay with baggage, baby." He wasn't okay with baggage. "I'll totally support you with whatever you need." No he wouldn't. "I only need puppies if you need puppies. Or babies."

He had no desire for either, except potential as ways to hit on more girls.

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Re: Talk with Mercy walkswithcoyote July 27 2013, 23:47:34 UTC
Mercy sniffed loudly, smelling the truth of what he was saying. Or in this case the lack of truth.

Or was her super smell working? Oh, no, it seemed that she had a slight cold! Not enough to detract from her sudden enhanced beauty, but just enough to prevent her from being able to judge his truthfulness. And certainly not enough to prevent her from being influenced by pheromones.

"Oh! That's wonderful, then!" She beamed at him.

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Re: Talk with Mercy lovemykilt July 27 2013, 23:59:23 UTC
"Sweet," Priestly said, then noticed Dinah coming. "Hold that thought, let me get rid of the old lady, first."

Yeah, stay classy there, Priestly.

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