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Alex: Whatchya tell them? *He raises an eyebrow.* Alex: And who? *** Jackson: *Laughs.* *He stops doing his dance... and surprise kisses her.*
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*He brings her the usual amount of ice cream. Chocolate entirely, with about ten scoops.* *** Alex: You didn't show anything to a friend about my writing, did you? *He crosses his arms.* *** Jackson: Really? *He smiles and tilts his head absurdly to the right.* Jackson, balancing on one foot and head almost completely…
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OOC: S'alright!:D Kuntel: Anyway! Ice cream? *He smiles, getting to Ten forward.* *** Alex: Oh? Like what? *He raises an eyebrow.* *** *Jackson realizes what she's talking about, and blushes.* Jackson: Oh... sorry...
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OOC: Here ya go, Rattler.:D
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*Kuntel laughs as well.* Kuntel: Ah... we amuse ourselves rather easily... *** Alex: Okay, then I can crack dirty jokes? *He follows her in.* *** Jackson: No I don't, where'd you get that impression? *He tilts his head again.*
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Kuntel: Oh dear... *He waits for it, smiling and walking with her.* *** Alex: What? Too far? *He walks to the turbolift with her.* *** Jackson: Huh? *He looks at her inquisitively, not understanding.*
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Alex: Not really. My job is kinda like a prostitutes. I only work when Sakura calls. *He says this quietly.* *** Jackson: Well.... now I wish I took physics and computer engineering at the Academy.... *He tilts his head at it, like a dog.* *** Kuntel: At least you aren't blaming me for every bad thing they do. *He smiles.*…
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*Jackson separates reluctantly and goes to look at it.* *** Alex, blushing at certain implications: What kind of something? *** *Kuntel follows her, smiling.* Kuntel: God, you have a sexy walk now.
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Jackson: Let... me take a look? *He smiles unassuredly.* *** Alex: Aw! Come on! How about a hint? *He smiles at her, excited.* *** Kuntel: Alright, let's go. *He kisses her, and opens the door for her.*
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Jackson: True. The Cap.. Admiral can always do it. *He smiles.* Jackson: So, whats next on the scientific to do list? *** Alex, smiling: I can't wait. Where will this... information sharing be? *** Kuntel: Leave it as is. You're technically on break, so no need to look professional. *He smiles.* Kuntel: Plus, it goes with…
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Jackson: I know, but... come on. Those are the essentials if we don't want to be d*cks to our friends and family. *** Alex: Oh, shush. We both know you're the only one that likes my books. *He smiles.* *** *Kuntel slyly watches.* Kuntel: You know, I luv you...
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Jackson, smiling: Well, after that, we can talk about the guest list, venue, and other things. *He smiles wider, obviously trying to not talk about his own parents.* *** Alex: Eh... I probably won't. *He smiles.* Alex: I'll be too busy writing books to sate your thirst for literature. *** Kuntel: Awwww! *He kisses her.*…
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Jackson: So we'll have to schedule with them for the wedding? *He tilts his head into her hand, smiling.* *** Alex: Oh. Guess I'm just bad at things like that... *He swings a shoe.* *** Kuntel: Oo, are they mutinying? Do they want gagh or something instead? *He smiles, wrapping an arm around her.*
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Jackson: Just wondering if it was a good idea to propose so early. I mean, now we have to worrying about the wedding, and I haven't even met your parents, and... and I don't even know if you have siblings... *** Alex: Yup... *He looks at her and smiles, calming down.* Alex: Can you teach me how to do that? *** *Kuntel…
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Jackson: Well, you always distract me! *He smiles... and somehow starts messing with her ring.* *** Alex: Uhm, yeah. Don't do that. *He gulps, thoroughly embarrassed.* Crewmen: Yes, sir. *They walk off.... and start chatting again.* *** Kuntel: Problem is... I do want some. *He helps her up.* Kuntel: Not as much as you, my…
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Jackson: Well, you do want to know how many of them there are, right? I mean, it's a mystery... *He smiles, and rests his head against hers.* *** *They gulp.* Crewman Guy: I-I'm sorry sir. My friend here overstepped her bounds... *Alex has reddened to the point of contrasting with Tala's skin.* *** Kuntel: Fine. We'll have…
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Jackson: Alright. *He nuzzles her neck... and mutters something.* Jackson, muttering: One... two... three... *** *The crewman reddens a bit, then smiles.* Crewman Girl: Uhm, no sir. We were just wondering... when's the wedding? *The guy next to her covers his mouth.* *** Kuntel: We had ice cream last night! How much can…
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OOC: No... not really. Hitler had a dictatorship, if politicians spoke against him, they'd get a visit from the SS. Not many spoke up, though, due to nationalism, intense racial hatred, and other things. But that was more of the German people thing than a politician thing. I don't know about the Rwandan thing though.
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Jackson: Really? Get anything good? *He starts rocking them slighting back and forth.* *** Alex: Great! *He smiles the widest she's ever seen... then frowns at two people whispering back and forth while cutting glances at them.* *** Kuntel: A'course, cher. I'm the person that has to be romantic in this relationship. *He…
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Alex: Okay... how abot tonight instead? *** Jackson: My god, you're beautiful. *He smiles and holds her tight.* *** Kuntel: Prolly. Anyway, about Christmas.
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Jackson, blushing: Ah... Lei, I love you so much. *He stops what he's doing to go hold her.* *** Alex: Great! *He tilts his head.* Alex: When's Christmas break again? *** *Kuntel walks back into Krys's office.* Kuntel: Yeah... I think Alex is getting his proposal date set up.
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Jackson: Well, you know, some people I know don't like getting each other gifts. And others don't like parties. Usually not the same people though. *** Alex: Well... would you like to have a romantic evening? *He looks at her like 'You better not say no, or I'll do something completely against my morals.'*
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Jackson: I just... I wanted to know of we gonna do the presents thing, or jist love each other. Or of we were gonna do a party or something... *He tilts his head.* *** Alex: quietly: I wanted to ask if you had plans for the first day of Christmas leave?
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Jackson: It's alright. I, uhm, wanted to talk about... you know, Christmas? It's only a few days away, and I wanted to know what you wanted to do. *** Alex: I, uh, uhm... could you come over here, for a sec, sir?
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OOC: Hi. How are you?:D
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Jackson: Hey, Lei? *He says this from across the lab.* *** Alex: Tala? *He tilts his head at her... then remembers that they're on the bridge.* Alex: I-I mean, Commander?
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*He smiles.* Kuntel: Well, it'll be bound to happen. *He stands up.* Kuntel: Alright, call the Turner. I'll... go see what kind of proposal plans Alex has for Tala. *He smiles.* Kuntel: Think of it. Practically all the senior staff married off.
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*Kuntel looks offended.* Kuntel: You mean my meer presence doesn't spur your entire attention? Am I not attractive to you? *He frames his face jokingly.*
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Kuntel: Me pestering you? *He smiles.* Kuntel: Maybe I should go. Not distract you, right? *He smiles, but makes no move to leave.*
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*Kuntel smiles and sits on her desk.* Kuntel: You know, we should probably start that hunt now. Before Ez has to go talk to Alistair. *He gently rests a hand on her belly... and smiles mischeviously.* Kuntel: You know, Alex, Tala's cher, actually asked me where I got your wedding ring the other day...