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[gotyourwallet]

[The comm clicks on. Someone sounds tired.]

Do I dare to ask what's happening now? This week has been eventful enough without the sudden burst of new passengers.

[She sighs.]

Alright. I'm just going to go read.

[Vie is in the library, curled up in her usual pile of pillows and making a fair attempt at ignoring all the strangeness.]

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[mildlysexist.livejournal.com]

Y'know.

[He says, as he saunters over!]

You keep making that face, it'll stick like that.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[That voice. She knows that voice all too well. Vie takes a lot of effort to not look up from her book and turn the page to continue reading.]

I fail to see how that's any of your concern.

[She's a little huffy.]

[mildlysexist.livejournal.com]

Not even a 'hello'? 'Ben, you delicious creature, I missed you terribly, let me flash my jubblies'? Not that you've got much to flash, I suppose.

[He just grins. And maybe leers a little.

... BUT HE ACTUALLY SORT OF WANTS YOU TO SAY YOU MISSED HIM yes he is that much of a puppy.]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Vie sighs, snaps her book shut and looks up at him. She's trying to be angry and keep him distant but the grin, the attitude, the annoying but likable nature.

She smiles a little.]

Hello Ben, you annoying hound. I hate to admit it but your presence has been missed. I say this, because tomorrow you will be gone and none of today will matter.

[Vie is sad about this and it shows.]

[mildlysexist.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a perfect recipe for a one-night-stand, then, if you ask me.

[He flops down beside her, absconding with several of her pillows in the process.]

So? Still terrorizing all the boys, no doubt?

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[She laughs, blushing a little and does her best to ignore it. Vie hates that she blushes so easily. Ben being Ben doesn't help things at all. In a bid to distract herself, she hits him playfully with one of the smaller pillows.]

None fight back quite like you. Apparently I'm too sweet.

[mildlysexist.livejournal.com]

[Thwak! You're lucky he's in a good mood! There are some weres that would probably go all fuzzy even at that small provocation.]

They must not know you very well then, hm?

[He will be teasing you until further notice.]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[She's missed this teasing. Stupid Wolf. Why are you so likeable.]

Mm, I know. I put a knife in a mans side and end up in the Brig and they still don't see what a creature I am.

[Vie siiiighs. Is she joking? She's not going to specify.]

[mildlysexist.livejournal.com]

You think that's bad? Wait until you've eaten a vampire you were actually friends with! They'll be lining up to hand you 'woman of the year' awards.

[... yep.]

Well. You've survived without my presence. I'm actually impressed, you know. I wouldn't have thought it possible.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

It's the worst I've done here. Home is another matter.

[She arches an eyebrow. Vie's not even going to comment on the vampire statement.]

Was I supposed to crumble and fall without you there to hold me up? Don't leave me again, Ben. I don't know if I'll be able to live.

[Vie flops dramatically and brings her hand to her forehead. It's entirely mocking.]

[mildlysexist.livejournal.com]

Oooh, you say it like that and I might get the impression you're all mysterious.

[He rolls his eyes at her antics. What is this even.]

That's more like it! Cheer up, poppet, I'll always be here in your heart. I'd make it your trousers, but that's probably a tad crass, even for me.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

You speak as though you know me so well.

[She chuckles and rolls to get comfortable. Putting a pillow under her head, Vie looks up at him.]

And since when do you take care in what you say?

[mildlysexist.livejournal.com]

And who's to say I don't? Maybe I found a 'guide to Vie' whilst I was gone, hm?

[And he takes that pillow. Because that's just how he rolls.]

Good point. In that case, insert comment about getting in your trousers here!

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

Should I be flattered you've been thinking of me while you've been gone?

[Hey. That was Vie's pillow. She sits up and reaches for it.]

Give that back.

[mildlysexist.livejournal.com]

That depends. Do you like being flattered?

[Oh, this pillow you mean? Not bloody likely! He holds it out of her reach. He can do that, you know, because he is tall. Even sitting down. Yep.]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Small pause while she stands on her knees to reach for the pillow again.]

I do, at least to some degree. What girl doesn't?

[And snatching for it.]

Ben. Give it.