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[If one were to pass by the gym and glance inside, they would find Vie. She's bouncing about on the matted floor, practicing fighting motions, flips, turns and going through the actions of general fighting. The girl is moving rather well, footsteps practically silent as she slowly bends to do a lazy handstand. The motion is held for a short moment and then, Vie shifts her weight to balance on her right hand while her left takes place behind her back.

Her expression is one of concentration and she appears, if anything, to be a little annoyed with herself. Setting her hand back to the floor, Vie rolls out of the handstand and moves to her feet. Hands on her hips, the girl breathes a heavy sigh and throws herself into an aerial cartwheel. When she lands again, she rolls her shoulders and tries the action again. It doesn't feel quite right. Vie's out of practise and she's determined to fix that.

With a sigh, she stops and drops to the ground, stretching her legs and muttering to herself in Kirovian. Finally, Vie picks up the comm.]

Illness is something I've not seen on this boat since I arrived here, and yet now with Redd's aid, a large sum of you are sick. If I can be of assistance, don't hesitate to ask. Otherwise, if anyone would like to spar, I'll be in the gym.

[The comm clicks off. Vie pushes herself to her feet and, after a heavy breath throws herself back into her training.]

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[She might have been about to speak again when suddenly his mouth is on her neck. Vie arches her back, grip on his shoulders tightening ever so slightly. A small sound escapes her lips before she can catch it.]

That is...

[The sentence isn't one she can think enough to finish just yet.]

[He especially likes how responsive she is. That, Vie? That would be a hint of teeth, the gentlest of compressions, and he lets her go.

Her neck, anyway. Sean's mouth slides gradually up to below her ear and the calloused pads of his fingers find her hips. He'll need to be reminded of where they are.]

[The addition of teeth earns a sharp breath and a smile before she is again distracted by his wandering hands and mouth by her ear.]

Sean.

[She knows they should probably move, but that doesn't stop her from bending her knee to press her thigh against him. A hand drops from around his neck and she lets it trail down his side.]

We can't... [Why is he so good at throwing her off guard?] Not here.

[A satisfied hiss of air, taken in when he feels that thigh of hers doing him favors.

If Vie wants to discourage him, she'll have to do it another way, and not ingratiate herself to Sean the way she is now. Fair is fair, from where he stands; one of his palms sets about pressing, grinding between her legs.]

Can be quick... [A growl, and just for her, too.] ...an' quiet.

[Another sound escapes her lips before she can stop herself. It's not quite a gasp and not quite a groan, but something in between. Her head falls back, bare neck on display while she tries to process logic. That growl combined with his accent really is not fair.

Turning her head, Vie moves to catch his mouth and gives the man a somewhat needy kiss. She bites his lip, gentle, but enough to hopefully get his attention.]

It's too open. [Breathe Vie. Just breathe. And then she gets an idea.] Sauna.

[And his attention she doth receive.

Sean gives a last press before obeying and retreating to sit on the balls of his feet. He curled an arm under her lower back to lift Vie with him as he straightened, wanting to keep the air between them sparse.]

That. [Kiss to that soft collar.] Is a wonderful. [Kiss to the corner of her mouth.] Idea.

[He grabs her butt using both hands. She gets her warning squeeze and then he heaves, standing upright and her alongside.]

[It's a position she's all too happy to be in. Vie hooks her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.]

Mm, I thought you might agree.

[He's strong, she's light. There's little guilt in letting him carry her the rest of the way.]

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