captain_jtkirk: (did I know my daddy?)
James T. Kirk ([personal profile] captain_jtkirk) wrote2012-02-13 03:40 pm

.062 - spam for shego

[Around the time that Kirk usually barges over into Shego's apartment to pester her for the evening, there is the same kind of knock but when she opens the door she won't find him. She will see Aristotle there. With a note attached to his collar. It's a limerick about Shego's hair. Because... that's romance?]
gotgreenmagic: (not this shit again)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-13 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Shego might have thought it was too late in the day for this kind of idiocy, but - on reflection, there was no time when she would have tolerated dog-borne limericks. She read the note once, burnt it in her bare hand and took the five or so paces necessary to bang on Kirk's door.

"James. Your dog's started writing terrible poetry, you might wanna deal with that."
gotgreenmagic: (what.)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Then don't give up your day job for a life of literary criticism." She tilted her head. "Are you gonna let me come in or what?"
gotgreenmagic: (really?)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
She pulled a face. Eventually it would click that there was something amiss but Kirk acting weirdly wasn't exactly....noticeable.

"Unless you're busy with your début anthology or something."
gotgreenmagic: (this is too stupid to contemplate)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
She stepped past him into his cabin, eyeballing him all the way.

"Your Inmate knows about us. By the way. I told him he was totally misinterpreting but he knows. So. Thanks for that."
gotgreenmagic: (life's so hard)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"That we're 'together'," she said, the airquotes verbal rather than physical. "I think he might need The Talk before he works out exactly how 'together', but that was the conclusion he reached in Vegas."
gotgreenmagic: (urge to kill rising)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know, but he seemed to have inferred a lot from one little chat over the network." She glared sidelong at him. "Did you tell him something?"
gotgreenmagic: (how about no)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you say so, Jim." The sudden jump in his voice hadn't been lost on her. "Are you sick or something?"
gotgreenmagic: (stop looking at my legs)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
She stared at him. The idea that he was exposing a vulnerable, artistic side of himself didn't even deserve the quarter of a second she spent on dismissing it.

"Did you expect me to?
gotgreenmagic: (*facepalm*)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why are you even - " She frowned. "Valentine's is tomorrow, Jim."
gotgreenmagic: (surprise)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-14 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Shego gave him a slightly deer-in-headlights-y blank stare before just shaking her head and stepped back. Either there was a flood on or he was atypically drunk but either way she was aborting this conversation right now.

"...unless you have an absolutely fantastic reason for me not to? I'm leaving."
gotgreenmagic: (*facepalm*)

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[personal profile] gotgreenmagic 2012-02-15 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
She didn't even hesitate. "No."