005 || Elle Bishop || Video

[rebelle_elle]

[The video feed shows a very sleepy Elle, her hair still faintly askew. Her lips are faintly bruised, but like hell is she ever going to complain, because bow-chicka-bow-bow, baby.]

[She starts to sleep, then has to stop to smother a yawn. She tries again.]

Anybody know what day it is?

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[greenisnteasy]

[They haven't really talked since their... thing, and Bruce hasn't been too worried about that because it had been a casual thing, right? But if that's the case, he wants to make sure they're still okay, here. Plus she still amuses him to no end, so that's why Bruce is smiling in his reply, head tilted.]

Friday. Lose your calendar?

[rebelle_elle]

[No, Bruce. Elle has lost her will to move her legs and possibly move at all. Though she can muster up the energy for a Cheshire cat grin.]

I think I slept through yesterday. [She rubs her eyes. She really, really, really wants to tell him about the fantastic, mind-blowing sex. But she also wants to tell him that she wants a Thor for Christmas. Unable to decide which she wants to tell him more, she puts both subjects on the back burner.]

How're you doing, Doc?

[greenisnteasy]

I've had worse days. [The ring pop is still working. Bruce has no idea how long this will take him, but he's not letting himself hope that it's permanent, not yet.]

You're not sick, are you? If so, you're the happiest sick person I've seen.

[rebelle_elle]

[Elle smiles and stretches with a groan. God, she's sore.]

I'm not sick.

You need some cheering up?

[greenisnteasy]

[Hopefully not like that, though he's starting to wonder what's got her so... contented.]

I'm not doing too badly, but I could go for coffee if you needed some.

[rebelle_elle]

I can go for that, sure.

Should we meet or do you want to run some by?

[greenisnteasy]

[Her room probably isn't a good idea, honestly.]

Cafeteria? If you still remember where it is.

[rebelle_elle]

I think I can find it. I'll get dressed and meet you down there?

[greenisnteasy]

Sounds good. See you there.

[Bruce is there at a small table, waiting patiently with two coffees.]

[rebelle_elle]

[Elle arrives a couple minutes later. She's even put on a bit of makeup to be sure she looks good.]

Hey! One of those for me or are you going to try to OD on caffeine?

[Elle-speak for "One of those had better be for me because you don't want to die."]

[greenisnteasy]

[One's decaf, but he doesn't need to mention that. He pushes the caffeinated one to her.]

I promise that when I asked you for coffee, I didn't just want you to come down here and watch me drink coffee.

[rebelle_elle]

[Elle grins and takes a deep sip before coughing.] Hot.

[She tries to wave air into her mouth and speak without closing her mouth.]

Wha' sah?

[greenisnteasy]

[He watches her burn her tongue, and there's some mild alarm that she's okay, but when it's clear she is, Bruce smirks innocently.]

It's hot. Be careful.

[rebelle_elle]

[She wrinkles her nose at him.]

Ass.

[This time, she sips more carefully.]

[greenisnteasy]

[He shrugs and grins.]

That the best you got?

[rebelle_elle]

[She smiled and quickly lifted the coffee to hide it.]

That's the best you'll get from me, Doc.