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[backwordscompatible]

"This is Zatanna.  

Evael a egassem."

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[backwordscompatible]

I think I might be able to help a little with that.

[allthesensors]

Do tell.

[backwordscompatible]

You have to ask a question to get an answer.

[allthesensors]

Or you could give me an answer and I'll guess the question.

[backwordscompatible]

Alright, wiseguy.

42.

[allthesensors]

That's cheating. Try again.

[backwordscompatible]

Hey, you wanted an answer. I gave you the answer.


...alright, how's this: they usually activate the Improbability Drive towards the end of every month. Shortly after, we arrive at a new planet.

[allthesensors]

When would be the best time for us to run off somewhere and keep all the Orea cookies for ourselves?

[backwordscompatible]

Pretty much.

Though that might be shortly after landing. Just in case.

[allthesensors]

Even though I'm being strict at times and giving out orders, as well as stealing your cookies, are you glad I'm back? [He's confident he knows the answer to this but it's always nice to hear.]

[backwordscompatible]

[She doesn't answer right away, instead leaning in for a slow, soft brush of the lips against his cheek]

...what do you think?

[allthesensors]

I am going to go with...yes. [There goes that sheepish, slightly goofy grin again. It's not fair that she has the ability to make him grin in such a silly way, but he really doesn't mind all that much. Or at all, really.]

[backwordscompatible]

[She definitely doesn't mind the goofy grin, either. It was cute.]

And what about you?

[allthesensors]

Definitely glad that I remember you. But you know what? Even if I came from a month or so earlier, I'd still end up crushing on you all over again.

[backwordscompatible]

[In the back of her mind, she sort of doubted that--she had known him from the "past" before, and they'd never really gotten past that initial flirty reintroduction. But it didn't really matter anymore. The past was past, and the now was now.]

Is that so.

[Smiling, she leaned in so that her forehead was partially resting against his]

I think we distracted ourselves again.

[allthesensors]

[Dick picks up on some of her doubt and he has a good idea of where it's coming from, given what she had told him before. When he returned to the ship she'd be pretty upset with him.]

Maybe a better way to say it is that now that I'm really getting to know who you are, as long as I got that chance I'd crush on you all over again.

[Tilts his head and lightly presses his lips against hers for another kiss. It's still chaste but it lingers a little longer than their previous kiss. Murmurs a "uh huh" in his response]

[backwordscompatible]

[She just barely manages to mutter out a 'likewise' when their lips meet. That same rush of warmth and delight from before washes over her, and it's hard not to melt completely into his hold.]

[Even though the different was only a few seconds from the previous time, she still found herself out of breath when they parted, lips still hovering only inches apart.]

Hmm.

[allthesensors]

Then there's...this. This definitely helps with the whole crushing thing.

[It's funny how a few hours of giving someone a sincere chance and taking a couple of risks can change how one feels about a lot of things.]

[backwordscompatible]

I'm glad we waited.

But I'm even more glad we didn't wait too long.

[allthesensors]

Me too. I'm glad we're taking things slow but we're also giving things a chance too. Especially in a place like this, you never know what will happen next.

[backwordscompatible]

[At this, she frowns slightly]

You mean, like the wormholes? Or another brainwashing Drive event?

[allthesensors]

More like the wormholes. I'm just thinking about a recent entry that was made about someone like someone who has left twice and how hard that's been.

[backwordscompatible]

[A nod, and a sigh]

Have you met anyone who knew you before-before? As in, just from the ship?

[allthesensors]

The only one I can think of offhand right now is Rapunzel.

[backwordscompatible]

And how's that go?