Mordecai had been slumped in the chair, head rested on a closed fist and leaning on the chair's arm. His mood had barely improved over the past few days; Mordecai simply did not adjust. The bickering would fire up, the long silences and then again, the occasional snide comment would be uttered and they'd be fighting again.
Her words roused him from his attempt at sleep and without thought he opened his eyes to look towards her voice. For the first time in days, Mordecai could actually see her.
Though he hadn't exactly made great big swings to catch her attention, the movement dragged her line of sight so that Lilith was fixing him with a direct stare. Given the lack of information about how long these punishments lasted, nobody could truly blame her for assuming him to still be blind.
"Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey," she drawled. Her head turned away again so that she could once again regard the very fascinating ceiling, stretching some as she did.
He was watching her, trying not to make it too obvious that he was doing so only to be distracted by the very distinct voice and form of Patricia Tannis standing to his side.
His head turned slowly to the woman beside him, looking up at her with annoyance. So, this is what Lilith had been seeing while he was blind. He dashed a hand out at the image and found nothing.
What was he swatting at now? Lilith assumed it wasn't a diving Rakk, given his slow reaction time. Despite knowing how futile it was, she glanced at the empty air he'd struck and sighed gustily.
"Took the words right outta my mouth."
Literally. How unoriginal of him. It was too early for her to gear up for another of their fights, so she kept that comment nonverbal and opted to reach over. She twiddled her fingers boredly in his general direction, not expecting results. "How many am I holding up?"
"Three," Mordecai answered, not even bothering to turn his head or even pretend to glance towards her.
Then, keeping a straight face he slowly looked back in her general direction. That the Siren was bored was just as obvious as her not expecting results.
"Five," he said, answering seriously and unable to keep the smirk from his lips.
She faltered for a millisecond, then sat up, very aware that she wasn't dressed in a precisely modest fashion and that he was making one of those faces. The ones where Mordecai thought he was being clever and felt he had to share his genius.
Lilith humph'd and held up her other hand, holding up two fingers on that.
"Noooow?" Just as quickly both hands went behind her back.
Lilith hated when people kept her waiting, and Mordecai was no exception. Confirmation that yes indeedy his sight was back flooded her with less relief than exasperation. It was about damned time that something went right, and hell if Redd wouldn't pay for the bad shit he had perpetuated. Some day.
"Lovely." As it didn't actually mean anything either way to Lilith if she were 'decent' or not, the female dropped sideways and continued to hog the bed. Studying the room again while thinking in terms of location, where it would be to HER room on the ship, proved more fruitful than it had for days... buuut King Wee Wee was still holding up his melee disco ball of death and keening. Things weren't normal just yet.
Mordecai on the other hand had been going stir crazy. The return of his vision kept him from really caring about Lilith at all. "Freakin' lovely," the sniper chimed in response.
He launched himself up from the chair and went for his boots, determined to get out of the room properly for the first time in days. It would take a lot to wipe the smile from his face right now.
A flaming psychopathic bandit streaked in front of Mordecai, who didn't budge an inch. Why would he? They never hallucinated the same thing.
Lilith nuzzled grumpily into his pillow, at the back of her mind realizing he would be finding red hairs and not being too excited about it. That cheered her after watching him bustle-bustle and grab clothes to get the hell out of Dodge.
Mordecai responded with a grin, not looking up from where he worked on getting his boots on. His hands moved fast, the man eager to be out of the place and moving, seeing, everything he'd missed.
"I'm willing to take that risk."
Tannis had vanished, much to his pleasure. Not bothering with the mask, Mordecai headed for the door only to come face to face with the giant hulking body of a badass bruiser. He paused, eying off the potential target for a moment before charging forwards into the hallway.
"Fuck youuu," Lilith muttered, without real inflection other than bitter resignation. She missed quiet. She missed her room, or at least, missed the peace and quiet that couldn't be gotten anywhere with shrieking Rakk and swarms and swarms of ornery Spiderants.
What happened in Pandora was supposed to STAY in Pandora.
Mood soured once again, Lilith rolled over and presented the empty room with her backside.
He was only gone a minute or two before Mordecai was back in the room, marching over to the edge of the bed and nudging the mattress with his knee. It was taking a lot of effort not to react to the Bruiser, which had followed him into the room.
The early hour contributed to the dwindling of her ire to an almost nonexistent burn. Enough to let her eyes close comfortably, enough for her mind to go blank, drift...
... and be shaken out of the pleasant haze by a jackass with an attitude problem thumping her his bed.
Lilith squirmed angrily and pushed back the covers, tossing an unamused glare up from her comfortableness. It dawned on her that she had serious bedhead and needed to reapply her makeup, adding fuel to the displeasure. "What? Why?"
Lilith grumbled more, not letting him have the victory of getting her to sit up or swat him away. She was content to try buckling down and ignoring his obnoxious butt until Mordecai said that.
And, naturally, her mouth ran ahead of her misgivings thanks to the brain-to-mouth filter. "I don't want to," she snapped. Immediately her face bunched up in a furious scowl, and she attempted to elaborate without further implicating herself. "You weren't alone when most of that shit happened."
Her words roused him from his attempt at sleep and without thought he opened his eyes to look towards her voice. For the first time in days, Mordecai could actually see her.
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"Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey," she drawled. Her head turned away again so that she could once again regard the very fascinating ceiling, stretching some as she did.
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His head turned slowly to the woman beside him, looking up at her with annoyance. So, this is what Lilith had been seeing while he was blind. He dashed a hand out at the image and found nothing.
"Fucking ship."
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"Took the words right outta my mouth."
Literally. How unoriginal of him. It was too early for her to gear up for another of their fights, so she kept that comment nonverbal and opted to reach over. She twiddled her fingers boredly in his general direction, not expecting results. "How many am I holding up?"
Five.
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Then, keeping a straight face he slowly looked back in her general direction. That the Siren was bored was just as obvious as her not expecting results.
"Five," he said, answering seriously and unable to keep the smirk from his lips.
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Lilith humph'd and held up her other hand, holding up two fingers on that.
"Noooow?" Just as quickly both hands went behind her back.
Don't bullshit the bullshitter...
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Gaze flickered to beside her for a half second and then back to where Lilith was. "And Tannis is beside you talking about eating ants."
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"Lovely." As it didn't actually mean anything either way to Lilith if she were 'decent' or not, the female dropped sideways and continued to hog the bed. Studying the room again while thinking in terms of location, where it would be to HER room on the ship, proved more fruitful than it had for days... buuut King Wee Wee was still holding up his melee disco ball of death and keening. Things weren't normal just yet.
"I freakin' hate midgets."
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He launched himself up from the chair and went for his boots, determined to get out of the room properly for the first time in days. It would take a lot to wipe the smile from his face right now.
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Lilith nuzzled grumpily into his pillow, at the back of her mind realizing he would be finding red hairs and not being too excited about it. That cheered her after watching him bustle-bustle and grab clothes to get the hell out of Dodge.
"Bet you there's a nasty waiting outside."
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"I'm willing to take that risk."
Tannis had vanished, much to his pleasure. Not bothering with the mask, Mordecai headed for the door only to come face to face with the giant hulking body of a badass bruiser. He paused, eying off the potential target for a moment before charging forwards into the hallway.
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What happened in Pandora was supposed to STAY in Pandora.
Mood soured once again, Lilith rolled over and presented the empty room with her backside.
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"C'mon. You're coming too."
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... and be shaken out of the pleasant haze by a jackass with an attitude problem thumping her his bed.
Lilith squirmed angrily and pushed back the covers, tossing an unamused glare up from her comfortableness. It dawned on her that she had serious bedhead and needed to reapply her makeup, adding fuel to the displeasure. "What? Why?"
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"Because there's no reason for you to be here anymore. Get up."
In other words, time to get out.
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And, naturally, her mouth ran ahead of her misgivings thanks to the brain-to-mouth filter. "I don't want to," she snapped. Immediately her face bunched up in a furious scowl, and she attempted to elaborate without further implicating herself. "You weren't alone when most of that shit happened."
... not according to plan.
"Also, fuck off."
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