Catch Me, Catch Me With Your Hands 3/27
anonymous
April 27 2013, 23:10:48 UTC
Myrtus snorts and makes for his own cubicle. He carefully sits at an angle where people can see that he's there but not necessarily whether or not he's actually working. He brings up his messages on his omnitool and gets a proper look at Veronica's last message. Davidson's right. There's a smiley. It's a human specific one; it's winking and sticking a tongue out at him. Mischievousness. It heartens him and frightens him at the same time because it's good that she's not upset by his mistake, but now he has to come up with a reply on his own
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Catch Me, Catch Me With Your Hands 4/27
anonymous
April 27 2013, 23:11:47 UTC
The transfers from the Noveria branch were being given the tour. Three new engineers were assigned to Myrtus' department. It would probably take a few months before everybody felt truly comfortable with each other; with the new faces getting brought up to speed on various projects, and everybody figuring out the shuffled responsibilities. He'd met Veronica that day, when everyone's department heads arranged a lunch meeting for the entire office. He didn't notice her, in particular
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Catch Me, Catch Me With Your Hands 5/27
anonymous
April 27 2013, 23:12:31 UTC
He had to pass her temporary set up on the way towards the vending machine for energy bars and drinks filled with dubious amounts of stimulants and he couldn't help his translator picking up on the lyrics each time.
“How does it feel?”
“Close the door...”
And very frankly:
“Let's get it on, sugar! Let's get it on...”
That last song was the apotheosis of 'baby-making songs' according to Daro, an objectively disinterested salarian tech writer who had heard it all before. The incongruity of what he was hearing and Veronica's maniacally regimented tapping on her keyboard gave him pause. Unfortunately, he paused right at her cubicle and Veronica turned as his shadow fell over her screen.
“You need anything?” she asked.
“I say yes, boy, oh yes-”She turned the volume down
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Catch Me, Catch Me With Your Hands 9/27
anonymous
April 27 2013, 23:16:14 UTC
After the very last details were checked and double checked and the entire thing collated, compressed, and dispatched, everybody collapsed. The entire floor was silent as the first twelve hours were devoted to sleep. Eventually the salarians woke after merely three hours and straightened out their cubicles before taking their leave. When Myrtus woke, he looked at the towers of datapads on his desk, decided he would deal with them much later, and went for the elevators
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Catch Me, Catch Me With Your Hands 10/27
anonymous
April 27 2013, 23:17:32 UTC
Well, this is starting to become a habit, Myrtus thought to himself. He was lingering outside of the venue, watching the sky cars come and go. He wasn't feeling up to actually mingling with the others who had arrived already. So he waited. She said she would be here
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Catch Me, Catch Me With Your Hands 13/27
anonymous
April 27 2013, 23:20:29 UTC
Davidson crossed the dance floor to Veronica and they conferred for a few minutes as the DJ brought Veronica's music on queue. Veronica made a few giddy hops in place. Everyone stopped talking, interested, as the music started. Snare drums to start off and Davidson took Veronica's hands and stepped out
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Catch Me, Catch Me With Your Hands 14/27
anonymous
April 27 2013, 23:22:34 UTC
She'd arrived in a taxi, so he drove her to her apartment. They didn't say anything on the way; she was watching the scenery pass through the window and he concentrating on merging into the correct lanes to get to her ward
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“How does it feel?”
“Close the door...”
And very frankly:
“Let's get it on, sugar! Let's get it on...”
That last song was the apotheosis of 'baby-making songs' according to Daro, an objectively disinterested salarian tech writer who had heard it all before. The incongruity of what he was hearing and Veronica's maniacally regimented tapping on her keyboard gave him pause. Unfortunately, he paused right at her cubicle and Veronica turned as his shadow fell over her screen.
“You need anything?” she asked.
“I say yes, boy, oh yes-”She turned the volume down ( ... )
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