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[_java_]

((OOC: Continued from here.))

Java shrugged slightly, carefully arching her back as she slipped back into her slacks. "You know I wouldn't be here if I didn't have time to be," she offered, her attention, having noted his smirk, returning to the issue of redressing. "Think I'd put you into suspicion over something as silly as this, Mega?" A

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[_mega_]

Mega would have blushed from the kiss, if he did that sort of thing, it was so...personal and...intimate in some ways, but he merely brushed it off. "Well you did ask for an hour, Java," he reminded, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt. Of course, it occured to him that this wasn't exactly a positive light in regards to him, but he quickly covered it. "Line will be here shortly, he's rarely late. So," the uncomfortable air was settling around them and Mega felt slightly uneasy

[_into_the_fray_]

Line was never late. Never on account of losing track of the time at any rate, and now was no different. He'd spent the last hour working diligently in the lab, trying to perfect a serum that might work to the benefit of Mega's men. It wasn't something he'd brought up to Mega yet, but then again, Mega hadn't asked about his projects of the day. No smile came to his face as he continued to wheel the cart closer and closer to the room. 32 seconds left, he mused to himself, but the look he imagined on Mega's face when he told him about the lab's newest little miracle filled him with a sense of pride. He'd tell him when it was ready...when he was sure it was perfect

[_mega_]

[OOC:Continued Here.]