Who: Samus Aran (screwattack) & Lyle Dylandy (dara_snipeir). When: ...Nnnnow? Where: B-167 Rating: R Summary: Quality time turns into "quality time". Warnings: High probability of Stupid Sexy.
Samus eventually made her way back to her room, with the intention of checking the forum. Or at least make sure Vakarian hadn't hung himself in his room. She let herself in, carrying a full cup of coffee (that, amazingly enough, wasn't spiked for once), when she noticed that Lyle was sitting at the desk...with a lot of papers.
"Working hard?" Samus asked him, closing the door behind her. She'd just have to listen for Pikachu if it wanted to come back in. "I hope you're not doing math again. That last calculating session damn near killed us both. If I never see another equation in my life, I'll die happy."
Fully aware that checking the forums was usually one of the first things that Samus did upon coming back, Lyle straightened his stack of papers and vacated the seat, moving his operation to the foot of the bed.
"Heh, trying to, at least." Lyle made a face at the mention of their recent math marathon. "Oh, hell no. My brain would be oozing out my ears if I tried that again, much less alone." He picked up the papers and waved them, grinning. "Conspiracy theory stuff. Much easier to cope with, I find."
Samus took the recently-vacated seat, to see if anything else had gone on while she was out. Nothing except Garrus' continued aggravation that she could see. Although she had to admit, she was impressed by how maturely Lyle had handled the situation. She wondered if he was plotting something for later, either when the situation was remedied, or it became apparent it was permanent.
Finishing checking out the forum, she got up and approached the bed, leaning over to brush the stray lock of hair over Lyle's face away. "Anything new or exciting to fill me in on?" she asked, seating herself next to him, making sure she didn't sit on top of the papers.
Lyle's plan regarding Garrus was as follows: milk the woman for information now so that plans of escape or gaining the advantage can be made. He figured he could get his shots in after that
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"Working hard?" Samus asked him, closing the door behind her. She'd just have to listen for Pikachu if it wanted to come back in. "I hope you're not doing math again. That last calculating session damn near killed us both. If I never see another equation in my life, I'll die happy."
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"Heh, trying to, at least." Lyle made a face at the mention of their recent math marathon. "Oh, hell no. My brain would be oozing out my ears if I tried that again, much less alone." He picked up the papers and waved them, grinning. "Conspiracy theory stuff. Much easier to cope with, I find."
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Finishing checking out the forum, she got up and approached the bed, leaning over to brush the stray lock of hair over Lyle's face away. "Anything new or exciting to fill me in on?" she asked, seating herself next to him, making sure she didn't sit on top of the papers.
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