13 - Empath and Magma (current)

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Allison was watching Titanic. There were a sum total of 10 DVD's available, and someone on the team was a fan of Leonardo DiCaprio (other choices were The Beach and Baz Lurhman's Romeo and Juliet). She'd already watched everything else, so it was the last resort movie. Boredom and Allison didn't mesh well

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Manuel was looking for Allison and the best way he knew to find her was to open himself up and look for her direct emotional signature. To be honest, he'd only known two people's signatures in his life. Allison's and his abuelita's.

He opened the rec room door and grinned widely at Allison, completely ignoring what she had on the television. He made his way to the couch, sitting down next to Allison. He ignored her outstretched arms in favor of tugging her onto his lap with a grin and a small kiss.

"Hola chica." he rasped, chuckling. "What are you watching?"

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She yipped as he pulled her into his lap, Allison immediately finding the most comfortable position possible and looping her arms around his neck. She let out a little contented moan, then sighed. Her lips brushed against his for a moment after the kiss, then she leaned in and kissed him again before answering his question.

"Something stupid. Titanic. We can turn it off." She uncoiled her arms from his shoulders and leaned into his chest, kicking her legs out across the couch. "Or we could make fun of it." She smiled at him. "Or we could make out."

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Manuel grinned and slid his arms around her as she got comfortable on his lap. Fluffing a pillow up so that she could rest more easily, he returned each of her kisses happily before he glanced back at the screen, muttering the equivalent of 'complete shit' in Spanish at it.

"I like the sound of the last two." he smirked down at her, his eyes searching her face before he leaned down to kiss her again, his palm smoothing over her cheek.

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She breathed him in deeply as he kissed her again, Allison brought her hand to his neck, her fingertips scratching at his skin lightly. "Me too," she muttered, pulling back a little to stare at his face with a dreamy smile on her face.

"Right, movie." She wriggled into him, turning her attention to the TV. Leo was teaching Kate Winslet how to spit. Allison pulled back from Manuel and looked up at him, her eyebrow cocked down. "Shouldn't he be teaching her how to swallow? Oooh snap." She grinned and laughed at her own joke, then settled back into his chest.