[For Nick] Islandversary.

Mar 06, 2008 03:20

Give or take a day, Karen had officially arrived on the island a year ago after braving a bat in the office with Angela. And they'd had another giant bat to deal with a few days ago, which kinda just made everything come full circle in a creepy, almost terrifying kind of way. (Honestly, first giant moths, then giant bats, what was next, giant ( Read more... )

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formerfratboy March 7 2008, 04:33:25 UTC
Nick was terribly amused by Karen's note. He was mostly amused by the clothing prohibition, but in an effort to make Karen proud, he'd pulled the nicest stuff he could get out of the clothes box, even if the current fashion theme did seem to run somewhere along the lines of Animal Planet Jungle Explorer-chic. No ratty baseball hats, but Karen would have to ... really like khaki, he decided.

He heard a knock at his door (over the buzz of that hideous neon sign of Greg's) and sprang up from his position of lounging on his bed, going to swing it open. "Hey," he said, looking at Karen, a smile spreading across his face. Damn, she was pretty. She was always pretty. Even when she was kicking his ass at video games, she was freaking pretty. And she was standing at his door with a bag of stuff and -- okay, back to earth, Nick, nothing works when you're having a conversation in your head. "Got your note."

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formerfratboy March 12 2008, 19:17:38 UTC
"That you are," Nick said with a laugh. "I'm sure it will be a long, illustrious career." After all, the island had its share of drunks and chronic alcoholics and people who just needed to loosen up. There would be no shortage of demand for Karen and Paige's product, that was for sure.

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callofkaren March 14 2008, 01:01:13 UTC
"And I don't even have to work my way to the top," Karen agreed, liking the idea of not losing promotions to stupid transfers (even if they ended up being her boyfriend) a hell of a lot. "I'm like, president of sales by default." She gave Nick a considering look. "Wanna be my secretary?"

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formerfratboy March 14 2008, 20:32:31 UTC
There were so many places Nick could take that line of thought, he didn't even know where to start. Like sleeping with the boss to get ahead? He would approve of that in this case.

"I'm very good at paperwork," Nick said with a sage nod. After all, with Grissom's disdain for paperwork back home, someone had to fill out seven hundred forms in triplicate. And that someone was oftentimes Nick.

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callofkaren March 15 2008, 06:19:26 UTC
"If we had any, you'd be totally hired," Karen said as she set the bottle down on the floor by the bed. When she got back up, she moved over next to Nick on her knees, and sat back on her heels. The hand on his thigh was for balance. Or not.

"I was thinking more along the lines of..." she tilted her head, giving it some thought, "you doing whatever I ask, basically."

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formerfratboy March 16 2008, 23:00:34 UTC
Nick raised an eyebrow, a faint smile curling across his lips as her hand rested at his leg. "Well," he said, meeting her eyes, "I've perfected following orders to a T." You had to, in law enforcement. Whatever Karen had in mind would probably be significantly more fun, though.

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callofkaren March 17 2008, 06:40:27 UTC
"Good, because I've got one for you right now," Karen said, leaning in and sliding her free hand up to the back of Nick's neck. "Come here and kiss me already."

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formerfratboy March 17 2008, 19:59:43 UTC
Nick seriously liked the idea of that. "Yes, boss," he said with a quiet laugh. Nick leaned into Karen's touch, sitting up just a little to close the gap between them, kissing her slowly. Yeah, this was the kind of direction-taking that Nick could seriously get behind.

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