Girls... that's all I really want is..er, wait a second [Open, lang. warning]

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander was in the Sensoriums. At first he was thinking of the great training room he had in Scotland, only this looked more like the one he had set up in the basement of the Magic Box. The one Giles helped him put together for Buffy. That's ok, sometimes, when not thinking of the demons, and the vampires, and all the threats of big honkin' death, he could almost be nostalgic for the 'Dale?

Almost.

Xander was currently just wearing gym sweats, and shirtless. He went to reach for a towel to dry some of the sweat off when he heard a giggle. A few giggles actually.

"Uh I didn't order an audience... oh hi. Did you guys just wake up?" It was a couple of the Slayers from the Scotland base smiling invitingly at him. Funny how they were dressed in pajamas though as they slowly approached him.

"We missed you, Xander. We've been so lonely." One of them said as she slowly reached for him to run her hands over his chest. Vi was it? No, Vi was on a patrol with Buffy.

"I missed you too, ladies? Uh hang on, we're not alone here. Somebody could walk in."

Only another Slayer walked in, with a smirk as she steadily crossed the practice room to kiss him.

Oh who the hell cares who walks in? Xander dropped the towel, and kissed her back. He thought he felt other hands touching his shoulders and sides. But after a few minutes, that slowly stopped. His one eye had closed, enjoying the feel of pouty lips, and longish tousled hair gently tickling his forehead and cheeks. Funny, he knew the girls were pretty buff and strong, but he didn't remember any of them having broad shoulders like this. And the chest seemed oddly flat. The other person drew even closer to him.





.................Ok, NO Slayer would have THAT down there.

He yelped and hastily backed away from the guy smiling back at him knowingly.

"Uh, Sam? What are you doing? And I thought you were locked up in jail still?"

When there was no immediate response, Xander glanced around, hoping nobody else had walked in as well. That was the last thing he needed. Awfully funny how quiet the other guy seemed right now.

Unreal even.

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Yes, Sam was still in lock-up. Luckily for Xander the younger Winchester wouldn't be wandering into the sensorium and stumbling upon Xander kissing...him...or...fake him.

Unluckily for him, Sawyer was not in lock-up and had wandered in to see the two Echo team members--one fake, the other real--getting rather friendly with each other. He did a double-take at first, his eyes narrowing in confusion and then shock.

"What the fuck are you doin'?" he asked, interrupting the display of...whatever.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Shit... shit, crap. Great googly-moogly.

Xander was still backing away.

"Nothing! Just manly hugs. Very manly." He reached out to seemingly punch Sam on the shoulder in said manly fashion. Only for the other figure to vanish.

Great. This was going to help.

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"Yeah...right," Sawyer said. He's not buying it Xander. He may have come in after the kissing had stopped, but it didn't take a genius to realize that there was something more than just a little 'manly' hugging going on.

"I guess we know who's gonna be takin' it for your team, don't we?" he added. "Or maybe you just plan on takin' it from your team."

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander waved his hands in front of his face.

"Whoa, whoa. Let's stop the assumptions train. I'm not thinking of him like that. There were girls in here, didn't you see them first?"

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"Nope. Didn't see a thing, Cyke. Just you and Ace."

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

Tony steps inside, then takes a step back, "I think... I'm just gonna leave. You want me to put a do not disturb sign up or somethin'? Because seriously dude, nasty."

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander waved his hands in front of him even as the fake Sam faded away. No sign of the girls coming back either. Dammit.

"No, no, you really got the wrong idea here. A certain ship was just Punking me. That's all. It's not what you think."

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

Tony pulls a face, "Dude, you were makin' out with another guy. That's just... ugh. I don't even wanna think about that, man"

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"No, no, I was kissing a girl! My eye was closed, next thing I know it's somebody else. Stacy's sick idea of a joke!"

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

"Whatever you say. Yeah. _{Ugh, that's disgusting.}"

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

Sheeana's rather quiet and small. Other Sisters had compared her often to a mouse (a comparison she found amusingly ironic, given her ancestry).

So a desert mouse watched him with amused blue-within-blue eyes. "I didn't know we had your kind on this ship."

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

There was weak laughter, and surprise as 'Sam' vanished.

"You mean easily tricked idiots? Yep, that's me all the way. Yeah."

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

Interesting. He'd rather admit to being an idiot than a homosexual.

Two memories intruded on her then:

One was ancestral. She was Siona, assassin of the Tyrant, conspiring with Duncan Idaho in some dank hideout, heavy with machinery and stale air. "...And there in the Fish Speaker quarters...Two women engaged in a passionate kiss!" He had raged as if this were a terrible curse. Her ancestor had only looked with pity before going to him.

The next was the smiling face of Alia (named for the Tyrant's aunt, oh the rich irony) the lush, life-filled fellow cadet she had loved (that heresy, love!) back in the Chapterhouse school. They could not have been a more different looking pair, the slight desert waif and the big solid girl, but they had been true. They'd grown apart after Sheeana's assignment to the desert project, but she hadn't forgotten her.

Had he noticed her lapse into memory? No matter.

"Oh my. Who would want to trick you so cruelly?"

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"Stacy and her very strange sense of humor clearly."

Xander noticed the lapse, but wasn't going to call her on it. He's seen enough from friends acting so over the years. Usually due to magic related causes, and she'd seem fine afterwards. Hell, he'd been on a few trances over the years for various reasons.

"I mean I got no beef with it. It's just I like boobs, not the beef?" Pretty sure of it. Well mostly sure.

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't dream of doubting you." The tone implied a warm chuckle.

She studied the young man. He seemed so nonchalant about this. Oh this? Just indulging in some foreplay with several thinking machine programs. What's the big deal?

"Do you...miss female company?" Not lack for. She implied this was a temporary lapse. Sheeana was supremely confident she could seduce him easily if she were inclined.

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara hadn't realized that someone was in the Sensorium right now, nor that she would see her first male to male kiss, thereby broadening the mind of the Waterbender yet again. It was only the third day, yet everywhere she looked, Katara was seeing or hearing about something that challenged what her conventional thinking was about. She didn't find it as disgusting as most might, as kissing was something she was overall surprised to see in a,place like this anyway.

"Oh, don't mind me," Katara said, trying to not sound off put, "I was just looking for a free room. So...who's the guy?"

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Sam had faded away with Xander's shock, and he groaned with exasperation. Great a kid... And a new one at that.

"Uh, just somebody I know... Not that I think of him that way. Heh, I was getting ready to leave anyway. Just had a practice in here."

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Well, if you don't think of him that way, why did he show up in the Sensorium? It's only supposed to pull out people and things in your head, right? Obviously you like this guy or he's at least on your mind an awful lot.

"What were you practicing?"

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander blinked at that with his one eye. The other just had that funny scrunchy feeling it gets. Like there was supposed to be blinking, but it couldn't happen. Namely due to lack of eye. Phantom blinking.

"......Well there were girls at first." It made sense for the Slayers to show up, but why Sam? Sure he was on his mind, but because of the whole Yeerk trial. And Sam trying to do what the rest of them should be doing with the brain slug.

Had just be that right?

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

"Huh." Well that made Katara lose a little respect for him. Maybe some guy would think that was OK, that he was actually thinking of girls, but Katara thought that was a little gross. Unlike the other visitors, Katara believed Xander: her brother, after all, tended to attract girls pretty easily.

"And that's supposed to be OK? The Sensoriums should be used for training and recollection, not perverted fantasies!" Katara's annoyance was pretty clear. What girl would think it was OK to have a guy having weird ideas like this playing out for himself?

"Well why that guy then?"

[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

Wednesday laughs in something of a less-than-nice way.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander had quickly backed away, and Sam had vanished by now.

"Yeah, yeah laugh it up at the guy getting Punked by Stacy."

[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

"You know, they say this place can't come up with anything you haven't already thought of yourselves..." The old man gestures vaguely.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"Yeah I heard that, only I really hadn't thought of it. The girls sure, even if I was trying to train."

[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

"Are you sure? Maybe somewhere down deep inside..." Wednesday smirks in a rather dirty-old-man sort of way.