Who knows? The night is young. Extremely questionable decisions may yet be had. [ Gentle ones. Ones that don't get anyone killed. Ones that end up with bruises in strange places, perhaps, but gentle nonetheless. ]
What would you like to do?
[ Dutch doubts that he's had the option to just do...whatever (with a built-in partner in crime, even!) and she herself tends to default to behaviors that aren't bad, per se, but there's booty calls and then there's hanging out.
There's also the option of hanging out with sex after but those are the most fun when they just sort of happen. Spontaneously. Like controlled demolitions. ] Or is that too open ended of a choice?
[ not just any old questionable decisions, but extremely questionable decisions, gosh.
he slightly raises an eyebrow at her because that's what you do when your friend is telling you that it's pretty much time to cause a little ruckus, in some form or another. sometimes ruckus is bad and causes problems, and sometimes it's fun and a hell of a lot more interesting than anything else you may or may not have had planned otherwise. ]
It... Might be, actually. Hard to tell. It might already be happening. But you know me - I'm up for almost anything.
Okay let's start with the basics. Food? [ She can remember how to do this thing, really. ] Anyone need beating up? A rooftop we can trespass our way onto, stare at the stars?
[ "What aren't you up for" might have been a better question but she isn't so worried about that. ]
[ look being a regular person is hard. especially apparently when you're.... any of them.
he considers these options, sipping again from the drink. ] One and three? Probably wouldn't help my reputation any if I started instigating fights. Or, more accurately, holding onto your jacket while you do it.
Plausible deniability. I might have bring that one up again later. [ he says, most of his expression sitting around his eyes as they crinkle a little with amusement. tag team law enforcement or... something.
i'm going to say he's had enough to finish the rest of that drink now before he stands back up. now that food's been brought into things he's a little eager to get it in front of him, and isn't that just always how that works. ]
Fair. [ Dutch also finishes her drink, pulling her jacket up over her shoulders and heading out, giving Pree a little wave as the door shuts behind them.
Then she sticks her hands in her pockets, turns a circle around Alvis, and grins at him while walking backwards. ]
What are we getting? Noodles? Rice? Soup? Meat-on-a-stick? [ Eyebrow waggle. ]
WELL THEN I'm sorry for being new with her ha!...because that's how this works
What would you like to do?
[ Dutch doubts that he's had the option to just do...whatever (with a built-in partner in crime, even!) and she herself tends to default to behaviors that aren't bad, per se, but there's booty calls and then there's hanging out.
There's also the option of hanging out with sex after but those are the most fun when they just sort of happen. Spontaneously. Like controlled demolitions. ] Or is that too open ended of a choice?
dammit
he slightly raises an eyebrow at her because that's what you do when your friend is telling you that it's pretty much time to cause a little ruckus, in some form or another. sometimes ruckus is bad and causes problems, and sometimes it's fun and a hell of a lot more interesting than anything else you may or may not have had planned otherwise. ]
It... Might be, actually. Hard to tell. It might already be happening. But you know me - I'm up for almost anything.
cackles into the night
[ "What aren't you up for" might have been a better question but she isn't so worried about that. ]
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he considers these options, sipping again from the drink. ] One and three? Probably wouldn't help my reputation any if I started instigating fights. Or, more accurately, holding onto your jacket while you do it.
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She does snort a little. ]
You could point them out and I could beat them up later?
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i'm going to say he's had enough to finish the rest of that drink now before he stands back up. now that food's been brought into things he's a little eager to get it in front of him, and isn't that just always how that works. ]
Come on, I know a guy.
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Then she sticks her hands in her pockets, turns a circle around Alvis, and grins at him while walking backwards. ]
What are we getting? Noodles? Rice? Soup? Meat-on-a-stick? [ Eyebrow waggle. ]