OPEN POST;

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OPEN RP POST ① Pick a character ② Pick a prompt (or DIY) (shamelessly and selectively pilfered from bakerstreet's Random Scenario Meme) ③ Do the thing!. table code by betterdolphin

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[stealwithit]

That's what you'd think, isn't it?

[ The logic follows, after all. He tried to kill her, or to apprehend her so that Hock could kill her, but he did so much more than that instead. He spared her, chose to work with her against Hock, and that speaks about his character more than the initial fact that he was out to end her life.

And then he spared her life again at their next meeting out of "gratitude," which was fair enough. But to go out of his way to warn her about another hit, this time? ]

I'll be honest.

I find you incredibly intriguing. Call it a crush, even--that hardly matters. I've never met a man like you. God only knows professionals like us only look out for ourselves, but you're different, whether you like it or not. I like that.

[ And then she smirks. ]

That, and you're honestly one of the most attractive men I've had the pleasure of laying my eyes on.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ That-- that last bit actually surprises a laugh from him, an oddly genuine one, and he ducks his head, glancing away. ]

Flatterer.

[ It's the only thing he manages for a moment, and when he regains control of himself, he has the presence of mind to take a glance around; it appears casual, sure, but mostly he's attempting to discern whether or not they've drawn too much attention to themselves, standing on the outskirts of the crowd as they are. To the untrained eye, they just appear like a good-looking pair of party goers who happened to cross paths, but--

--but the two of them have enemies. That Peter is here is proof enough of that. Dangerous to get too close to anyone, he knew. But that he could be-- himself around Kasumi is a welcome change. A relief, even. He's spent so much of his time these days being someone else that occasionally, he wondered if he even remembered who "himself" was.

He licks his lips nervously, glances up at Kasumi. He wants to protest, he really does, but a selfish part of him enjoys this, enjoys her. The fact that she flirts and toys and teases him, even knowing who he is. It surprises him how much he actually sort of likes it. ]

I won't stay long. [ It's the decision he comes to after a second of deliberation. ] Another hour at most, I suppose, but in the meantime -- consider me yours.

[stealwithit]

[ Kasumi similarly appreciates the way she can just be up front with him (when she wants to be, anyway). In a way, she's just glad for someone in the galaxy with whom she doesn't have to take on a fake identity, and well, she'd already given him most of the reasons she has for wanting a little bit more out of their encounter than just a professional exchange.

She wasn't lying when she said she found him intriguing. She definitely wasn't lying about the handsome part, too, but mostly? She's attracted to his character--the strange way he seems to be looking out for her (and himself, mostly, but you know) and the way he fiercely protected his family when Hock had dared to threaten Quill.

That, and the fact that this is just their little secret, that she knows his real identity and he knows her face, and they have to sneak around to do--whatever it is they're doing--is pretty damn exciting.

To that effect, her hand trails down and takes a hold of him, her lips curling into a smile. ]

Then let's not waste any time.

[ She turns, moving, leading them even further away from the dance floor towards the glass doors leading outside... Remember when they overheard a couple fooling around in the gardens at the last party they were at?

Yeah, they're totally going to be that couple this time. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He resists at first, when she starts pulling him away -- if only because he has the sudden realization that this is a monumentally terrible idea. He should leave. He should-- he should really leave.

But he doesn't. And though he's clearly hesitant initially, he eventually gives in and allows himself to be led. Once they're out in the cool night air, the garden mostly deserted in favor of the company and the dancing indoors, Peter allows at least some of the playboy act to drop -- just enough so that he feels more like himself, but not enough that prying eyes would notice anything amiss in his bearing. ]

What exactly do you have in mind, here?

ok look it was late and i forgot a word ok

[stealwithit]

Well, first off--

[ She brings a hand up, slipping around to the back of his neck as she presses herself close, leaning in to whisper into his ear. ]

Something I've been wanting to do for quite some time now.

[ And she pulls ever so slightly away, her lips barely brushing against his as she goes, and then she presses a soft, teasing little kiss on his lips. After that, she leans away a little with a brazen look on her face that says, Well?

Your move, Quill. ]