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So, who all here is into racing?

[simple, direct, to the point. she's smiling as she says it, though. It's about equal parts mischievous and competitive.]

Oh! And for anyone working on or interested in Mr. Kent's newspaper, I'm going to be writing a section on automotives. If anyone has any information on any of the vehicles or mechanics here, I'd love to talk shop. Thanks.

[She gives the camera a little wave, and disconnects.]

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[he finishes the half of the cookie he is holding on and nods.]

You didn't get involved, did you?

[is that a hint of worry?]

I did. During the riots.

[She notes his concern and reaches out to touch his arm briefly, a little gesture of comfort.]

It's all right, I've had a lot of experience with this sort of thing.

[He raises an eyebrow.]

What, Republic City not a safe place or something?

Not... as much as you might expect. We had a war recently.

[She sort of offers a helpless little smile. Sure, everything worked out for the best, but-- it was still hard on people.]

[He frowns and goes to stand next to her, turning so that he's leaning back on the counter too, their shoulders brushing against each other.]

Wars suck. I've been through a few. [Civil wars, secret invasions, sieges on the Earth? You name it.]

They're not my favourite thing, that's for certain.

[She bumps shoulders back.]

Have you ever had to fight someone you love?

[Tommy glances up at her.]

Nah. Not yet, anyway. [he frowns.]

Two of my teammate switched sides once, but. Other than that.

Edited 2012-09-27 23:31 (UTC)

I'm sorry about your teammates.

[She doesn't like your life, Tommy. :( It seems hard.]

They came back.

[Before they died.

And yeah. IT SORT OF SUCKS SOMETIMES :(] So, have you?

Mm.

[She ducks her head.]

My father. We ended up... having a difference of opinion.

[Tommy watches her carefully, and then bumps his shoulder up against hers again.]

Sorry to hear that. Musta been hard. [What is feels for parents?]

It all worked out all right. He's in prison now. Where he belongs.

[She sounds resolved about it, at least.]

Anyway, I'm sorry-- I didn't drag you all this way to have you listen to my little family drama. You wanted to know something that's better than winning, right?

[He gives a brief nod, glad the subject changes, and swivels behind her to grab another cookie.]

--So it ain't your baking? [He grins.]

Edited 2012-09-29 06:49 (UTC)

Well... actually...

[She slides away from him and to the fridge, which she cracks open.

There may actually be dozens of batches of cookies in neat little bags.]

There was a lot of damage to the housing complexes in the Metal Sector during the riots... I thought maybe it might be nice to do something for the kedan there. It would be too easy for them to hate us, I mean... we've disrupted their entire way of life by being here, so... maybe...

[... she feels really silly right now and just sort of trails off.]

[He leans up and peers into the fridge when she opens it, blinking a little. God she reminds him of Kate. The hair, the attitude, and even the charity work. It's the first time he's really properly missed her.

He pushes off the counter and goes over to get a better look.]

That's a pretty awesome idea. I mean, the kedan are as much to blame for the riots as we are for the damage, but. [he trails off too, glancing at her.] I mean, it would suck if the civilians stopped actually letting us buy stuff and junk.

[winning is still better. and damn, he was expecting sex.]

[She bites her lip.]

Will you help me deliver it?

[helping people is always better than winning, Tommy. Gosh.]

Yeah, of course. I need to stretch my legs anyway.

[Not better than sex.]

[Awwh, that earns him a kiss on the cheek.]

You're sweet. I'm really glad you're okay, Tommy.

[He can't help but smile at that, moving a forward so he's closer to her.]

Sweet? Me? Don't go spreading that, I got a reputation, y'know.

It'll never leave this room, I promise.

[firm nod!!]

[He smirks.]

Good. Don't want people thinkin' I'm actually a nice guy. [how do you feel about my hands going around your waist because that's where they are going.]

[Asami-- actually has no idea how to react to that, and for a moment she's simply shocked into stillness. It's not a bad kind, not exactly-- but the last person who held her like that was Mako and-- well, it's hard to ignore what happened there. Her brow furrows a little in uncertainty.

She doesn't object to the contact, but she had sort of been working under the assumption that they were just friends. It's possible that she misjudged that-- or Tommy did, but... just in case,]

Tommy?

{he blinks a little at her stillness--which seems to last forever for him--and shifts his hand back down to his side, moving back a bit.]

--Sorry. [God, she reminds him so much of Kate that he's even started... to act like he does around her. He shakes his head a little.] I'm an idiot.

No, you aren't.

[Her mouth tugs down a little in an unhappy frown, but it's not directed at him in the least.]

Are you all right? Was it something I did...?

--What? No. It wasn't you, it's.

[He runs a hand through his hair, biting his lip.]

You remind me of someone. From back home.

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