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It was one of those rare, quiet evenings on Muir Island. Even rarer, Kitty was having it all to herself. Everyone was doing their own thing, on the mainland, or somewhere else. Brian and Meggan had gone to visit Betsy while she and Warren were on business in London. They had invited Kitty to go with them, but she turned them down. Instead, Kitty had opted to give some needed attention to the security systems. With a little help with her phasing--and being extremely careful not to come into contact with anything live--she was chest deep in gears, wires, and circuitry, and couldn't be happier.

Date: 2013-05-31 04:53 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: from IJ comm: otoko_dake (Smirk)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
Everyone else was gone which meant the bloody Scot wasn't there to nag him about smoking indoors. So the smoke wafted through the room as he came up behind her. "Tinkering about again Pryde? You make a bloke feel special. Place to ourselves and this is your version of messing around," he smirked, leaning against whatever it was she was chest deep in. Hell if he knew with all the crazy stuff this place had.

Date: 2013-05-31 05:38 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: from IJ comm: otoko_dake (Smug git)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
"Almost as bad as bloody McTaggert," he muttered, put his hands up as if in surrender and rolled his eyes slightly as he took a step back. "So how come he's not doing it then? Bloke can run off for a bit of fun and I need to pry you away from a mass of nuts and bolts?"

Date: 2013-05-31 06:21 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: (Smirk 3)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
Of course being ignored wasn't going to stop him, when had it ever?

He took one last puff of his cigarette, dropped it on the floor and stamped it out before retaking that step he'd retracted at her request before and planting both hands on the console as he leaned over her. "Well that's not a competition I'm going to let myself lose Pryde," he smirked, his voice nearly whispering in her ear.

Date: 2013-05-31 06:47 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: (Smirk 2)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
"The work I like watching you do is significantly sweatier," he grinned into her ear, not letting up on the distracting her from her work. Pete Wisdom would not lose the attentions of his girl to bits of soddin' metal.
Edited Date: 2013-05-31 06:49 am (UTC)

Date: 2013-05-31 07:18 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: from IJ comm: otoko_dake (Frowning)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
Oh for-

A welding torch. Bloody brilliant. He grumbled and closed his eyes in addition to raising a hand to shield them with. "Trying to get rid of me Pryde?" Not that it of course worked, and they both knew that if she really wanted him gone it'd be clear and she wouldn't use this sort of method.

Date: 2013-05-31 07:43 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: from IJ comm: otoko_dake (Yeah what of it?)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
He shook his head and smirked back as she dove into the wall. Typical.

He wasn't exactly patient while waiting, with his arms crossed and tapping his foot, but he did wait for her to finish the read out still with that smirk. "You done yet luv? Move your attention to more interesting things? Or is this opportunity to have the place for ourselves or bugger off for a bit going to be lost?"

Date: 2013-05-31 08:14 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: (Smirk 3)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
It was true, he didn't quite understand that interest of hers in tinkering, it certainly held no interest for him. Though he couldn't say it was bad having someone who saw any computer problems he had as child's play. "Mhmm, lovely," came the unenthusiastic and sarcastic response from him.

Though that morphed into part smirk and part smile when she put the tablet down and made her way over. As her arms wrapped around his neck, his hands slid around her waist to pull her in, in a familiar way they were both used to now. "And since work is over..."

Date: 2013-05-31 08:55 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: from IJ comm: otoko_dake (Kiss)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
"That's a challenge Pryde," he shot back with an equally, if not more, wry smile back. Oh good, things to keep from that McTaggert and her excessive rules about his smokes. "What the bloody Scot doesn't know won't hurt her," he grinned almost evilly as he kicked away his cigarette butt from before.

There was a definite smile as he returned the kiss which gave way to his natural smirk. "Exactly what I want to hear Pryde." Which was his cue to pull her away from all these distracting tinkering opportunities. Though part way into doing just that he stopped in his tracks and shot her a serious look. "But no phasing us through things to get there."

Date: 2013-06-01 04:10 am (UTC)
bloodywisdom: from IJ comm: otoko_dake (Not happy with this)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
As far as he was concerned, all the computer systems were distracting enough for her. Unless she didn't mind pleasure getting into her workspace, he could work with that. As long as the welding torches were out of the way.

But Pete didn't look amused back as he pulled her out into the hall. "Because it's feels bloody weird and you know it." Though they both knew he complained far more than warranted anyway. He certainly had no issue with other uses for her phasing powers, but it was always the worst when she took him by surprise with phasing them through ceilings. Which was likely exactly why she did so.

Date: 2013-06-01 06:39 pm (UTC)
bloodywisdom: from IJ comm: otoko_dake (Default)
From: [personal profile] bloodywisdom
"Yeah yeah," he rolled his eyes. "And you save this arse because you like it." He smirked right back, with a bit of a leer thrown in.


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