Have a flexible blonde...that came out wrong (OTA)

[double_dynamite]

Tabitha rushed to the rings, taking the early hour of the morning and using it to her advantage; the gym was open and on one was up early enough to be using it. Which gave Tabitha the perfect excuse to flip back and forth around the room like a monkey and not be pressured into an actual work out routine.

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Oh no, darlin', I think that came out just right...

[watch_the_nails]

Tabitha wasn't the only one awake at this hour. Victor tended to keep to his own sleep pattern whenever he could, sleeping when he felt like it and napping here and there; he'd been awake for some time now, prowling around the compound, marking and patrolling 'his' territory until the sound of somebody using the gym caught his attention. He moved closer, slipping quietly inside the doors and hanging back as he took a moment to work out who was doing all the exercise. Realising that it was Tabitha, a wicked smile spread across his face, and he allowed himself to enjoy watching the way her lithe body moved around the gym, noting each and every curve.

If the girl wanted to play with him, that was just fine. She probably wouldn't know what the hell she was getting into until it was too late.

*stabs being tired and busy, too*

[watch_the_nails]

"Been a long time since anyone called me a boy," he snickered; it surprised him to find that he was more flattered by the words, whether they were meant as an actual compliment or not. "If you wanna know a few more things about me, well, that depends what you wanna know, don't it?"

Re: *pets you*

[double_dynamite]

"The small things could be a nice start. Y'know general stuff." Tabby bends to grab a towel, gently wiping the slight bit of sweat on her forehead and smiles at Victor.

[watch_the_nails]

"Oh?" he asked, curious. If Tabitha thought she was going to get any kind of deep, soul-shattering knowledge when he barely even knew her, then she had another thing coming. The only reason Emma Frost had gotten to know him as well as she had was because she'd been a goddamn telepath. "Well, how about what kinda stuff you like to drink?"

[double_dynamite]

"I like Heineken, rum and coke, cosmos, and martinis. You?" She doesn't want anything deep, that'd just be asking far too much in far too little time.

[watch_the_nails]

"Whiskey. An' beer."

She may already have seen him lounging around the camp with a cold beer, here and there. With their healing factors, alcohol had little effect on Victor and Logan, and they could drink the stuff as if it were water.