[ A Second Meeting ] [ Tag to Nancy ]

Jul 05, 2006 23:58

Blink, blink, blink goes the little red light. Young monsieur Valeri is looking quizzically down at the card key that generally grants access to his room in the Trans, turning it over and over to make sure he hadn’t accidentally used a credit card or an SWP access card ( Read more... )

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shefilledout July 6 2006, 04:19:13 UTC
Nancy shrieks when she is suddenly hugged by someone who tops her by at least a foot and some-odd inches. At 5'6, she's not exactly short, but everyone she seems to know is much bigger than she is. In any case, she's so startled when she's hugged out of nowhere that the cowboy boots she's wearing catch on a dense air pocket and she and her hugger tumble to the ground.

She's not hurt, so she looks up to see who's hugging her, and smiles when she sees who it is.

"Did you have one too many beers tonight?"

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neverredhanded July 6 2006, 04:29:47 UTC
Straining rather clumsily to keep them both standing, he dips forward and kicks a foot back. It, as he should've guessed, doesn't do any good and they both flop onto the ground. Mori does his best not to land completely on top of whoever it is he's run into, hovering over them on all fours.

"I'm really sorry. I should've payed attention to where I was--"

He says so with his head hung, doing his best to avoid eye-contact in this position. That would be far too awkward. Straightening up so that he's not laying over the unfortunate stranger, he finds himself listening to a familiar voice.

"--Nancy?"

Forgetting that he's virtually straddling her, he grins.

"I haven't been drinking."

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shefilledout July 6 2006, 04:41:24 UTC
Nancy doesn't notice the compromising position they're in. Or is she does, she doesn't mention it. Instead, she grins back at him.

"Oh really? You could have fooled me. I encounter a lot of drunks where I work and usually the first sign of being drunk is tripping over your own feet and hugging people who could be strangers."

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neverredhanded July 6 2006, 05:03:04 UTC
"Well I tripped over you and you're not a stanger, are you?"

With a teasing, crooked grin he wiggles against her and then makes his way to his feet. Once properly up, he leans forward and offer his hand to her.

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