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Well. That was certainly a waste. At least for Irma.

The mission was a success - they were able to get a hold of a special artifact that was supposed to help them get to point B (whatever that might be), but to Irma, that wasn't the bad thing. The bad thing was that most of the group didn't get to be there. Stupid rituals.

Relaxing on a bench within the ship's bench, Irma thought back to those rituals and the fact that, to get in, they had to get married. Then, thought back to the fact that her and Hay Lin were anxious to drag Will onto the mission. What would have happened if they got through? Would they have to be married for the sake of that?

Irma's cheeks burned red as her mind wandered back to that. Her and Hay Lin? Not a problem. Her, Hay Lin and Will? It made her feel just a tad funny. Probably that same funny feeling that she had about Hay Lin.

"...no. No, no, no. I wouldn't be thinking like that. Would I?" she said to herself. She shook her head and tried to shove that thought back, only for another to surface about someone else. And another.

"...maybe I am." she said.

(OoC: Karl-mun said it was cool to go on, so...)

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"Sup?" said Ben, coming out of nowhere as he handed her a smoothie. "You're looking like how Matt feels."

"Woah...!" Irma yelped, flailing a bit as her thoughts were greatly interrupted. "Oh... hey, Ben. Just..." She let out an awkward sigh. "Last trip made me feel all awkward."

"I know how you feel," admitted Ben as he sat down next to her. "I sat that one out. Gwen stayed on the ship anyhow and like heck I was gonna get hitched to her. And there wasn't anything I could have done anyhow."

"Yeah... Hay Lin and I dragged Will along to try to get her into her first real mission and... yeah. Awkward city. Especially since Will's one of my friends." Irma said.

Notice she said nothing about Hay Lin.

Ben nodded, reading between the lines a little. "I can bet. You'd probably be okay with some of it, but a third wheel can get incredibly weird."

He sucked at his smoothie, trying to gauge Irma's reaction.

Irma couldn't help but chuckle at Ben. It seemed that he caught on pretty fast.

"Yeah... it does get weird." she replied.

Ben grinned. "Sounds bad of me, but I could have helped with that, take Will off your hands. Though I figure she'd slug me first."

"Yeah. Will woulda slugged you for that." Irma said, smirking a bit. "Though... it's silly, I just..." she chuckled a bit. "...ever felt odd about someone and you never realized it until now?"

"Sometimes yeah," admitted Ben. "I'm really just surprised that things like this happen once in a while. I'm guessing you're a bit confused over the whole situation?"

"Yeah. We all didn't know this would happen and now I'm wondering how it would have gone if, well... Will, Hay Lin and I went through with it."

Her oddball mind was going through a lot of situations, some good, some bad.

"Wise man one said," said Ben, taking a long sip from his drink and finishing up. "There is do. Or do not. There is no try. But threesome always works."

Irma looked at Ben. And blinked. And blinked again.

"...Will would hurt me if I suggested that! I don't know about Hay Lin, though!" Irma said, resisting the urge to whap Ben.

Ben laughed loudly, grinning at her. "But you were probably thinking about it huh?"

"Yeaaaah..." Irma admitted, looking away. "You got me there..."

"Well I think the first step to this is admitting you like that person, right?" said Ben with a shrug. "Who knows, things'll happen."

Irma couldn't help but chuckle at Ben's suggestion. "Y'know... It just might." She smiled a bit, blushing slightly. "Thanks for listening to me, though..."

"Hey no problem, and if it ends with making out, send me pictures."

Yes Irma you can slug him for that.

And there's a slug to Ben's arm for that statement.

"You're just as bad as that Ermine thing!" Irma said, glaring.

"I'm dateless, single and a red blooded American Teenager, what?" defended Ben but he was grinning at least.

"That got you out of your funk real quick. Have you been asking Gwen for punching lessons cause ow."

"No, that's what you learn when you have an annoying brother. And you deal with monsters on a regular basis." Irma admitted. She couldn't help but smirk. At least it came in handy.

"Hey I deal with aliens, so we're about even," replied Ben flippantly. "But still, you've got a lot going for you. I can't even hold down one girlfriend let alone two."

"Well, we need to see what happens." Irma said, chuckling. "If things end up that way, I will be utterly surprised!"

"Sounds good. Just remember to get the bus room soundproofed."

Yeah you can hit him again for that, despite his wide maniac grin.

And there Irma goes again, slugging him in the arm once more.

"God! You sure that's you and not some perverted alien form?" Irma said. She knew it was Ben, but the idea of a race of pervertish aliens? It's possible.

"Ow! Last I checked, space aliens don't exactly abduct the womenfolk." said Ben, rubbing his arm.

"Although I suppose it's a big note that most races are compatible with human baseline. Grandma's an alien."

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