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[meowminx]

WHO: Selina, Guy, and a surprise guest star!
WHERE: GL apartment
WHEN: Night of Tuesday, Jan 12th
SUMMARY: Guy's back from the dead and sane so Selina pops by for a visit
WARNINGS: Boy and girl kissing D:
FORMAT: Quickie

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[dcushitkicker]

[Looks up from his comm with a surprised face, then grins when he recognizes Selina. He ambles over and opens the window wide so that they can talk.]

Hey.

[He's got a half-grin on his face-- he's pleased but there's also trepidation.]

[meowminx]

[ She slides easily into the room, studying him from behind her goggles. ]

Hey. How are you?

[dcushitkicker]

[A shrug.]

Could be worse. Been gettin' used to this whole city thing again.

[He scratches at the back of his head, unsure of himself.]

It's been a while for me. Couple years.

[meowminx]

[ She leans against the dresser. ]

Huh. I was only back home for a few months after I died.

[itsprotocol]

[coffee acquired. one of these days he was going to have to figure out how those machines designed for consumers worked, because it was stupidly cold outside and it wasted time, walking all that way.

oh, well. hopefully this'd keep him up long enough to compensate for lost time.

indoors, warm, ready t--

and something breaks. that's not good. was anybody home?

Salaak warily moves towards the room, and someone's definitely causing trouble in--]

Wh--OH--ju--[FFFF.] GARDNER.

[meowminx]

[ Selina pulls away from Guy at that. Damnit, this never happened to her back home. Roommates.

Except this guy isn't Kyle or Iolande. ]

[dcushitkicker]

[Guy's head snaps over when the door opens and then his eyes widen and he makes the world's most unhappy face in the world.]

Aw shit.

[For some reason, he already knows deep down inside that sex is no longer an option tonight.]

[itsprotocol]

[pickleface still hasn't quite conquered the pokerface just yet, so he looks about exactly as he feels-- dumbfounded, agitated, slightly intriguedand gradually seething.

but.

inhale. exhale. just...walk away, Salaak.]

AIM LOG INTERLUDE

[meowminx]

Salaak: [a flat stare. eyes...slowly rolling upward as he turns around.] As you say.

Selina: [ Selina has to repress a grin at the behavior of the two. She takes the opportunity to slip a small envelope from her belt and hand it to Sal. ] This is for Kyle. While I'm here.

Guy: [Guy shrugs, annoyed and still somewhat hopeful that if this finishes soon enough he and Selina can get back to what they were doing.] Yup. As I said.

Salaak: [an eyebrow quirk, accepting the envelope. the vaguest of vague smirks.] Something important, is it? Otherwise it wouldn't be in Gardner's hands. Very well. I will see that he receives it the moment he returns.

Selina: [ Okay, Selina's a bit taken aback at that, because that's not how she meant that... ] ...Thanks.

Guy: [Guy cocks his head at Selina, a little hurt that she didn't trust him with the envelope.] What's that? [Also, this gives him a chance to ignore Salaak's gloating. Always a good thing.]

Salaak: [the urge to blurt 'None of your concern' is so, so strong. but not in front of company.

[meowminx]

[ Time passes, one drink follows another. Finally, Selina notices the clock... almost time for her little patrol of a few mob businesses. ]

Getting late. I'd better head out.

[dcushitkicker]

Really? But it's only-

[He turns to look at the clock, then blinks.]

Three in the morning. Okay, maybe you got a point.

[meowminx]

Mmm. Time to go to work.

[ And she heads back into Guy's room because she has to pick her cowl and goggles off the floor where she dropped them earlier. ]