Susan was partaking of the drinking. It was genetic, and beyond that, it was a moment to relax. Though, she wasn't about to have too much simply because Daniel was... indisposed at the moment. That thought, in itself, brought a hint of a smirk. Life on a tropical, deserted island.
She had her vodka, thanks to an offering from Marcus, and she wasn't sure if it was so he had a 'get out of jail free' card, or if it was in response to her giving Stephen a sweep off his feet, literally. Either way, it was vodka, and she had no doubt that it was good. She was settled once more, food on her makeshift plate finished, for the most part. The pig was excellent with the fruit gathered, the salad greens-- everything worked. And Marcus wasn't too far away; a comforting novelty
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For a moment... a very long moment, Marcus felt his cheeks flaming in anger.
It was a jealous, hot anger, but he knew those little twitches in Stephen's jaw which soon cooled him.
He turned with a sly smile to Stephen. "Do you mind?" he added archly "that's my fiancee you're talking to."
He tried. Oh, how he tried to keep the grin off his face, but somehow the joy from last night, at the memory that Susan had said yes, made his eyes gleam and a large grin crept in.
Stephen wasn't a stupid man... his taking Susan's right hand certainly assured that the doctor could be sure that she wouldn't cuff him there and then. At the proposal, her brows shot up into her hairline in surprise, an amused smile playing as she stared at him.
Marcus' response, however, caught her off-guard. He'd known her for, what was it that she'd been told? Four years? She'd known him for six, seven months... and there were certain things that she expected, having watched him for that length of time. That, however, just wasn't one of them. As quickly as it came, however, Susan could feel it recede and recognize it exactly as it was meant-- all in fun. That didn't mean that there wouldn't be some sort of retaliation, after all. Opening her mouth to reply, Marcus' response beat hers, effectively making the announcement
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[Stephen]cbeckett_mdDecember 11 2007, 17:03:16 UTC
The response of Marcus to the proposal caused Stephen to pause. He looked between the pair, brows furrowed ever so slightly as he tried to guage responses. He knew the pair, better even then Susan at least knew him. He'd worked with Susan longer then this Susan had worked with him. While the sly grin was there on Marcus' face, so was the almost goofy look of a man revelling in the fact that the woman he loved said yes
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There were several ways he could have responded, until Stephen's lips landed soundly on his own. His grin faltered for a fraction as surprise took over, then returned in force.
He glanced to Nine (POOC: Sorry, we seem to be skipping ahead of you! :D Chip in when you're ready) and then to Susan, before turning coyly to Stephen again.
"So, I guess, from that reaction, if I ask for a divorce you won't say no?"
It was a running joke, from their time on Mars. But even now the memories of how they'd had to pose as husband and... husband still made the pair of them giggle.
At least Stephen hadn't threatenend to shoot him yet!
What was to come next took Susan completely by surprise. She was stunned, and before she could react, Stephen grabbed her up in his arms and swung her around, much to her astonishment. "Stephen--!" She couldn't even get out a full thought on the matter before she was roundly kissed by the man
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[Stephen]cbeckett_mdDecember 12 2007, 19:18:44 UTC
Stephen gave Marcus a grin, "We don't need a divorce, you were declared dead remember?" He shook his head, "How easily they forget. I am a widower now
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Now would be the worst moment to laugh, but Marcus couldn't help the huge grin of humour that filled his face. Susan's dawning expression was priceless.
He then swung his gaze back to Marcus, "My mother will be so disappointed. It seems I am forever doomed to bachelorhood. First Michael rejected me, then Susan, and now you are wanting to marry someone else."
Marcus put on a mock-abashed look "Well, technically, you're not a bachelor, you were married, so that does, in law, make you a widower." He grinned mischeviously.
Then as Stephen mentioned the game of I-spy, he found he couldn't contain the laughter any longer and clutched his sides as his joviality took over. He hadn't laughed this loudly or long for a very, very long time.
"Wow. We must have been pretty desperate if we sent the two of you," Susan replied dryly. She looked between the two and their banter... something really must have happened for the pair to have become such great friends... because they weren't quite this... chummy, at least to her knowledge? A single brow rises, the smirk playing on her face a key indication that she was probably about ready to break out laughing at the very thought of the pair actually not killing each other
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Stephen grinned at Susan, "I think you guys were really desperate, that or I irritated someone. I'm still not entirely sure which it is. Do you have any idea what it is like being stuck in a cargo hold with -him- for three days?" Stephen jerked his thumb in Marcus' direction when he says that.
Stephen turned his attention to Marcus, "I will let you explain the game of 'I spy'." Stephen shook his head and then grinned at Susan, "Oh and he likes playing with his denn'bok when bored." Take that one as you will, given the gleam in Stephen's eyes.
She had her vodka, thanks to an offering from Marcus, and she wasn't sure if it was so he had a 'get out of jail free' card, or if it was in response to her giving Stephen a sweep off his feet, literally. Either way, it was vodka, and she had no doubt that it was good. She was settled once more, food on her makeshift plate finished, for the most part. The pig was excellent with the fruit gathered, the salad greens-- everything worked. And Marcus wasn't too far away; a comforting novelty ( ... )
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It was a jealous, hot anger, but he knew those little twitches in Stephen's jaw which soon cooled him.
He turned with a sly smile to Stephen. "Do you mind?" he added archly "that's my fiancee you're talking to."
He tried. Oh, how he tried to keep the grin off his face, but somehow the joy from last night, at the memory that Susan had said yes, made his eyes gleam and a large grin crept in.
He waited for the pennies to drop.
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Marcus' response, however, caught her off-guard. He'd known her for, what was it that she'd been told? Four years? She'd known him for six, seven months... and there were certain things that she expected, having watched him for that length of time. That, however, just wasn't one of them. As quickly as it came, however, Susan could feel it recede and recognize it exactly as it was meant-- all in fun. That didn't mean that there wouldn't be some sort of retaliation, after all. Opening her mouth to reply, Marcus' response beat hers, effectively making the announcement ( ... )
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He glanced to Nine (POOC: Sorry, we seem to be skipping ahead of you! :D Chip in when you're ready) and then to Susan, before turning coyly to Stephen again.
"So, I guess, from that reaction, if I ask for a divorce you won't say no?"
It was a running joke, from their time on Mars. But even now the memories of how they'd had to pose as husband and... husband still made the pair of them giggle.
At least Stephen hadn't threatenend to shoot him yet!
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He then swung his gaze back to Marcus, "My mother will be so disappointed. It seems I am forever doomed to bachelorhood. First Michael rejected me, then Susan, and now you are wanting to marry someone else."
Marcus put on a mock-abashed look "Well, technically, you're not a bachelor, you were married, so that does, in law, make you a widower." He grinned mischeviously.
Then as Stephen mentioned the game of I-spy, he found he couldn't contain the laughter any longer and clutched his sides as his joviality took over. He hadn't laughed this loudly or long for a very, very long time.
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Stephen turned his attention to Marcus, "I will let you explain the game of 'I spy'." Stephen shook his head and then grinned at Susan, "Oh and he likes playing with his denn'bok when bored." Take that one as you will, given the gleam in Stephen's eyes.
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