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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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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.

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.

"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."

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."

“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.”

"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.

"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.

Edited 2011-10-29 02:48 (UTC)

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.

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."

Edited 2011-10-30 01:27 (UTC)

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.

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."

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