095. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

I wouldn't be who I am without looking a gift horse in the mouth. Either someone has paid all women some amount of money to appear attracted or mildly interested or there is a curse going on. Or an out break.

In the event of the first, C-cups and up only.

[ooc; you know you want to.]

Comments

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[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

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[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Define too much. Because to not take advantage of this curse is ridiculous. You don't go to a buffet for croutons.

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[thenormalsquint]

[Whatever. Not only did she understand him, but she could order the lobster too if she felt like it. She didn't live in Paris just to learn nothing. At least she slows them down before he bangs into the edge of the desk; she's not that out of control.]

They don't bite.

[Keeping up with the foreign language game, she hopes he understood her heavily accented French. Staring at them will get him nowhere.]

audio:

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Thank God.

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[thenormalsquint]

[The door should be locked. In fact, not only should the door be locked, it should be locked with Angela on the other side, far, far, far down the hall. But it's not, so only if they're lucky will somebody walk in and stop them both from doing something they'll both regret.

Well, at least Angela will, because she's slipping her hands into the back pocket of his pants, tapping out a rhythm on his read end. Looking up at him she smiles slightly. Okay, more like a bloodthirsty shark.]

My hands got bored.

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[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

audio;

[dr_conscience]

Generally speaking, I'd say avoiding anything that will get you injured the next day is a good idea.

action <3<3<3

[as_damaged]

[Such a gentleman. It does rather help, given the awkwardness of their position; and fortunately (unfortunately?) they're a little too close for her to pick up and wriggle into his lap. Which she might, given the chance.

Of course, all this does put the coffee cup in a rather perilous position.]

Audio

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Amateurs. I hit on you even when I'm not cursed but I do have really strong urges to do it today.

Audio

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

The general attraction is based on how mentally unsound you are altogether.

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[thenormalsquint]

[She glances down at the hand on her breast and then the one on her ass. This is interesting in more ways than one. Her own hands can't stay where they are, not by a long shot, so she brings them forward to his belt buckle, deftly removing the leather strap.]

Are you just going to touch all day or will I have to do all the work?

[Not that she minds, but hey, might as well put who's running the show on the table.]

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

But see I count my generally agreed upon crazy as an advantage.

[calculusdragon.livejournal.com]

So this is a curse? It is very strange.

I suppose it is a mammal thing.

[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

The cursed ladies wouldn't be able to tell they are.

Audio

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

You do get pills. And if you like white that's a plus.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I think that attraction to me in the face of normal repulsion is a big on.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

What? Aliens can't smell?

audio:

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I'm along for the ride. Joy ride I mean.

action <3<3<3

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Tastes good.

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[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

....Might be late for that kind of talk.

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[thenormalsquint]

[Angela shrugs to that. Whatever. It's not the first time she took the lead. Hell, some of the guys she's been with actually liked that. Rising just a little to press her lips against his, she continues down his jawline, leaving a trail of lip gloss prints in her wake as she popped those little annoying shirt buttons of his.]

I don't know what it is...

[She pauses because what doesn't she know? It's not as clear to her as it should be. Way in the back of her head, there's a little voice screaming bloody murder about red flag, but through the haze of the curse, Angela's consciousness can't hear it. Or maybe it's ignoring it. Her brain says no, but her body is definitely saying yes.]

I don't think I can wait much longer.

action <3<3<3

[as_damaged]

Glad you like it.

[She's equally pleased with either interpretation and so borrows the ambiguity, though the amused note to her voice suggest she isn't talking about the coffee. Honestly if he hadn't thought of it, it would probably have become a casualty already.]

audio:

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Middle drawer underneath the comics.

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[dr_conscience]

That's... great.

So, what do you figure the chances for attempted violence tomorrow are running now?

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[thenormalsquint]

[That's all she needed to hear. She's leaning down into that mysterious abyss of superheroes on paper and prophylactics when a shrill musical number cuts through the stillness of the office like a hot knife through butter.

Her phone. That was all she needed not to hear.]

I'm ignoring you...

[The phone, not the man underneath her.]