She gives his hand a warm squeeze, absently scratching his palm out of affection. She's hardly said anything over the past forty minutes or so because her mind keeps wandering off to ... other topics. Other obvious topics. Her free hand has been busy, fiddling with her hair, twisting curls around her fingers, picking lint off her leggings, etc.
She sighs and hardly notices when the others begin to stand up. ]
[ Leo is more than ready when the time comes, jumping to his feet. Everyone here knows he gets restless at these things... just this time, he's got a very different reason for it than severe ADHD, and the looks Percy and Annabeth (and gods of Olympus, even Piper) are giving him, they know exactly what it is and find it wildly amusing.
From his point of view, it's not so funny. New goal: get out of here before Water Boy can make another stupid comment. He tugs on Nat's hand to pull her up, hoping she'll get the message. ]
[ A part of her wants to slow down but a bigger part wants to win and Natalie keeps her lead for the time being, feet thumping against the ground, blood pumping in her ears. ]
[ The smirk on Natalie's face says it all when she reaches the entrance to Bunker 9 first and she, catching her breath, folds her arms over her chest and patiently waits for him to catch up. ]
If I remember right, there was a table, and there were these really nice legs around me...
[ He's not that concerned about it, though. They'll get there. For now, he's got his hands on her waist, almost leaning down for a kiss, but stopping a few inches away. ]
I could also sense your leggings frustration. [ Those words are mumbled against his lips when she presses closer. ] And I remember attention paid to my neck and shoulders, so I'd like to get back to that.
[ Finally, Natalie closes the space fully, her arms still at her side as she leans forward for a kiss. ]
[ He smiles into the kiss, already excited to get back to their previous activities. And it's not like it's his fault the leggings are annoying; it's like they're made specifically to get under his skin. Just one more layer in the way.
Pulling away a little, he shakes his head with a quiet chuckle. ]
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She gives his hand a warm squeeze, absently scratching his palm out of affection. She's hardly said anything over the past forty minutes or so because her mind keeps wandering off to ... other topics. Other obvious topics. Her free hand has been busy, fiddling with her hair, twisting curls around her fingers, picking lint off her leggings, etc.
She sighs and hardly notices when the others begin to stand up. ]
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From his point of view, it's not so funny. New goal: get out of here before Water Boy can make another stupid comment. He tugs on Nat's hand to pull her up, hoping she'll get the message. ]
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The tug on her arm gets her attention and she stands, mumbling something in agreement to Chiron about ... something, nodding her head a few times. ]
Well. Yeah. I'll - yeah, we'll see you later. [ Natalie manages to offer some intelligent parting words before she's tugged out the door. ]
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[ Granted, he is a good distraction. Doesn't mean he can't find this funny. ]
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[ She'll find some way to make that task go faster, conjure something to pull them out faster. In the meantime, they have business to tend to. ]
Whatever.
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This is why they should've given us an hour. [ A beat. ] But the look on Percy's face was definitely worth it.
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Come on, Valdez. [ Natalie smirks and, releasing his hand, takes off, launching into race to get to the bunker. }
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No fair! You're a cheating cheat!
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[ Except it's totally a game and she's totally winning because she's light on her feet sometimes. ]
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[ But he's pretty fast, too - helps when you've got bullies to run from. So he'll be catching up before long. ]
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I'll let you win next time! Promise.
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[ Almost there, but he's still losing... ]
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You... are a cheater. I don't know if I want to kiss you anymore.
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You think you can just bribe me like that?
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Alright, alright. You can bribe me.
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So, where were we, again?
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Looks about right. [ Her voice drops to a murmur, her gaze lowering. ]
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[ He's not that concerned about it, though. They'll get there. For now, he's got his hands on her waist, almost leaning down for a kiss, but stopping a few inches away. ]
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[ Finally, Natalie closes the space fully, her arms still at her side as she leans forward for a kiss. ]
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Pulling away a little, he shakes his head with a quiet chuckle. ]
I've got my work cut out for me.
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I'll help.
[ Not one to dawdle, Natalie aims to repeat that kiss she gave when she first launched herself at him earlier. ]
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