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Kate's back to drinking tequila again. That's never a good sign. Tonight it's a sign she's bouncing between sexy check-in notes with Declan that make this island seem all right and people like Coraline screaming and crying over how much it fucking sucks.

The smart thing to do would be find Will or Magnus, talk some of this out. Even finding someone to spar with, that would work. Thing is, Kate's not that kind of smart. When it comes to helping Coraline? Sure. Yeah. She's been listening to Will do his shrink thing for years now. But when it comes to herself?

Fuck that noise. She'd still rather fuck and forget.

Kate leans her back against a post to watch the room, drinks another shot (hot wheels only, no training), and flirts at whatever makes eye contact. Whether she's Go or just Show, she hasn't decided yet. Mostly, she's trying not to look for anyone in particular. She's trying not to wish he'd come in and just...

Take her home.

[OOC: Find her at the Hub or the Winchester (let me know) any evening between now and the 20th. Available for all of your Freelander needs. If you need a specific date, email me, otherwise I'll work them out. For the record, Kate's very bi but a lot less available than she thinks she is.]

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It was fortunate, or unfortunate, for Kate that she and Trip had the same cooping mechanism. He was used to being the one to help people through their problems but when it came to himself, he kept it bottled up until it made him sick, as the Expanse had proved. He'd fought Malcolm tooth and nail for only trying to get him to talk about Lizzie and he knew he'd made it difficult on T'Pol during their doctored ordered nueropressure even though her help was the only way he could sleep.

Thankfully, the island hadn't yet reduced him to that level of depression but he'd had a steady appetite for alcohol since that first drink with Kate. It kept the lingering feeling of selfishness away, that he should be trying harder to find a way back to Enterprise, instead of taking advantage of the situation to rest his weary soul.

When he caught sight of Kate upon entering the Winchester, he hesitated in approaching her. She had the look about her, a searching but not. But in the end, drinking was always more fun when not done alone so he walked up to her. "Are we drinkin' to the alligators again?" He asked with a cheerful grin.

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Now there's a smile worth smiling back at. Kate doesn't though. She winks instead, eyes bright and playful and not too glazed yet from alcohol.

Biting her lip, she slides off her jacket and puts her feet on the stool next to hers, stretching a bit. If he's drinking, she's staying awhile. "Might be." Now Kate drops her eyelashes and smirks. "Unless you want to drink to the tits."

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The absence of a smile was worrisome but Trip knew better then to ask. He just takes a stool near hers and sits down, ordering whatever it was she's drinking. "Now, tits are a fine thing to drink to." He conceded as the shot of tequila was poured. "Heck knows I made a few such toasts myself in the middle of the 602 packed with Starfleet flyboys." Trip couldn't hold back a chuckle, as those had been good nights, celebrating getting one step closer to warp 5.

When the shot was poured, he turned to Kate. "Any particular pair we're drinkin' to?" He asked as he lifted the glass.

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Starfleet. Damn. But Kate's learned that lesson. Things you don't say and questions you don't ask. Telling new guys there might be stories about their lives is something Kate won't do. Not drunk. Not pissed off. Not brawling.

She's none of those tonight. Just confused and homesick and look for distraction. There's a smirk again, and her head dips, chin down, eyelashes down, eyes up and smoldering, dark on his. "I was thinking mine, but if you see another pair you like, we could invite her to join us."

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If she was from his future, he'd have believed there were stories. Every time they got into contact with Earth, they were reminded of how historical what they were doing was. How they were going down in the history books.

From the past? Yeah that would be a little strange.

Now that was a look Trip could appreciate. Granted, even he could recognize it wasn't the sanest look but everyone had their cooping mechanisms. Heck, he'd done it a time or two himself. "An' why would I do that, when I think yours are damn fine as it is?" And as if to make his point, he saluted the glass in the direction of her chest and downed the shot.

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Kate laughs when he toasts her chest. Smartass without being a jackass. She can appreciate that. He kind of reminds her of... All of her favorite people.

Her lashes dip again, this time playful, and she's clearly teasing when she says, "Gotta be the only straight guy in all of history who didn't jump on the chance to be with two great sets of tits at once."

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"Maybe I like to give all my attention to one set at a time." Trip countered in the same teasing tone as he gestured for his glass to be refilled. "Like to take my time and treat 'am right." The talk was fine and he still wasn't positive if it was an invitation or not. Either way, he was enjoying the flirting banter.

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"Yeah?" Kate smirks and taps the counter for another shot for her, too. "What about the woman they're attached to?" He's cute, sexy in that very Southern way. If he wants to treat her right tonight, she's not going to complain.

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"Can't ignore her, seein' as their attached an' all. Momma always told me to treat a girl right, parts an' all." Trip smirked and shrugged. "Granted, I don't think she was talkin' 'bout a situation like this but I think it still applies, don't you?"

Kate was a beautiful woman and she had that playfulness that Trip knew matched his own. They could have a lot of fun of she wanted and when he raised his next shot, it was pure invitation as he leaned forward to make his toast. "Especially when the girl in question is gorgeous and got a wit about her."

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"Huh. Know anyone like that?" Kate teases but she's not fishing for more compliments, just playing with him.

So they're clear on the difference, she takes him up on the invitation. Cat-quick shift of her weight and she's tipped forward on her stool, nips his bottom lip, then licks the taste of tequila off it. When she rights herself again, she winks.

"Because if you do, it definitely applies."

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She might not have been fishing, but Trip didn't mind giving them. It was part of his charm.

"Oh, I can think of a girl or two." He licked his bottom lip, right where she'd nipped it before downing the shot in his hand, drinking to the accepted invitation. "But, the best example is sittin' right here."

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Eyebrows up, Kate smirks and slides off her stool to step between his knees. "Not anymore she's not."

There's a small kick in the back of her brain. The beginnings of a question mark attached to why are you doing this, Kate? but she shuts it down for a thousand reasons, and plants her hands on his thighs.

"So what're you going to do about it?"

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Trip glanced down at the hands planted on his thighs, a grin pulling at his lips as he makes a show of setting the glass back down on the bar with no intention of picking it up again.

"I think I'd ask if she's got a place that's a little more private as I haven't quite found a place of my own yet." One hand moved down to cover one of hers and followed the arm up slowly until it rested gently by her neck.

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The question comes roaring back with a vengeance: a promise made, no one else in their beds. She shoves it down again, because she wants this and they agreed it's allowed.

"My place is a hike, but there's a great empty hut with a beachview not too far," is what she tells him, with a quick smile and a low purr.

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"Now that sounds just about perfect." Trip drawled happily as he pushed his stool back so he could stand without either of them removing there hands. "Maybe if I like it, I can get the council to let me keep it. Then you'll know where to find me."

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Kate's hand slips to curl around his hip. Well, one of them does. The other slides up to rest on his abs. She tips her head up - he's taller than she is. Most guys are - then cocks her head to the door. "I don't think I've ever played the hot real estate agent before." She smirks. "Sounds like fun."

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“First time for everythin’.” Trip said with a grin as he leaned in closer for a quick tease of a kiss before dropping the hand by her neck down to her side. “Let’s get out of here. I think ya have a hut to show me.”

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"It's right this way, Mister Tucker," Kate purrs, leading him out into the night and south toward the beach. "I really think you're going to love the view. It's a little on the rustic side, but the amenities it does have--" One Kate Freelander, yours for the night. Or part of it. "Are fantastic."

Man, she's watched a lot of crime procedurals that started with a real estate agent getting whacked.

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"I just hope it lives up to the hype." Trip teased as he followed her, keeping one hand touching her as they walked, in polite places of course. "Tell me more about these amenities, Ms. Freelander. Is it...furnished?"

Well, he didn't know. For all he knew, it was normal for everyone to do it on the beach. Not that he'd mind of course, it would almost like being back home in Florida. And certainly better then the swamp planet with the princess or a box of rocks.

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Kate glances across her shoulder at him, eyes flashing. "If anything, Mister Tucker, I think you'll find I've undersold its virtues." She continues down the path at a pretty good clip now, feet finding it from memory. "Now, I'm afraid it isn't furnished but the previous tenant keeps a few items on hand in case of guests."

Namely, one stash bundled in a sea foam green bridesmaid dress that includes several condoms, lubricant in case someone other than her finds and needs it (she's thoughtful about some things, what can she say?), fresh underwear and a clean shirt, plus a muumuu that doubles as a sheet or a towel.

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Trip was trying to keep up but he didn't have the surest feet and it had been a while since he'd spent so long planetside. He'd never tripped so much in his life as he had the last few days. He was an outdoor boy at heart but sometimes, his poor abused toes missed the smooth decks of Enterprise.

"Well, 'long as it's got the needed supplies, I guess we can make do. 'specially if it's as good as you say."

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Kate catches him off a stumble, grins, and pats him on the shoulder. "Just like exploring with Will." Even in the dark, he's got to see her smirk grow a little smolder. "If you're in that much of hurry to have me on my back, pretty sure no one's going to find us here."

Not that she's going to her back for him. Knees maybe.

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The smirk is caught and just makes him laugh. "I'll never say anything about the smooth floors and bulkheads of Enterprise again." But then he was returning the look with one of his own. "An' I can wait. Was always taught if yer gonna do somethin', you should make the effort to do it right."