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Reflections of time amidst a flurry of arrows [Open]

Kate had done a patrol in the city earlier, and she debated on stopping by the Media library for something to watch. Something to distract her from the encounter with Ir.. no, *Nathanial*. Otherwise now mini-Kang in the making. All that work he did, everything to stop it, and asking for their help. Well, mainly Eli, Teddy, and Billy's help since Cassie and her came late into the game there. Still. They tried to help too. Until they found out what that help would mean.

She sighed, and her steps took her to the Sensoriums. But she wasn't going to use it for sentimental reasons. Oh no. Even if the surroundings resembled the training room of the Clubhouse, it was for function and practice. Not to get lost in nostalgia, there's a clear difference as she sighted her target and fired another arrow.

Wasn't there?

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"About the same," She admitted with a small smirk in return, though she did try to smooth a few more strands down for effort. "I don't have a mirror on me, sorry."

Her hands returned to her sides again as she then asked, equally serious, "And then not have it there when you really need it, yeah. But how will you know if you do?"

He laughed and shook his head, probably spoiling all of her hard work, "Well, that's OK. It's usually pretty wild anyway. I 'preciate the effort."

He reached up, brushed a strand of hair out of her face, eyes examining her for a long moment, before he finally replies, "...it'll just feel right. I mean... I guess th' best way to describe it is like... when you shoot an arrow sometimes, you just know a shot is good, right? It's like that, sorta. It's weird, spiritual shit that has to do with how all Garou are built an' stuff."

There was a slow blush creeping into Kate's cheeks at the attention and the gaze from him. She didn't even mind him spoiling her work, since well, wild suits him just fine.

"I.. uh..." Oh god, can't talk. Guys I like shouldn't make me so tongue tied. Have to focus.

She paused, and glanced to the side to collect herself before facing him again with a smile, "Exactly. I visualize where it's to go, and the bow's an extension of my arm. You just get into a zone."

Tony nodded, a grin starting to spread across his face.

"Yeah... exactly. Something like that. Except it's more like you're throwin' a switch somewhere inside of you."

He noticed the blush, didn't want to comment on it. He didn't want to embarrass her, so he just smiled. And maybe blushed a bit himself.

Kate continued smiling, trying to ignore her own blushing. But her blue eyes did catch his cheeks coloring slightly as well. She self consciously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"A switch, and how easy is it to turn you on..." Great, Kate, open mouth, insert foot. Again. She just barely resisted the urge to facepalm. At least physically. Mentally was entirely different.

"I mean to turn it on." Damn.

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He rubbed the back of his head, still grinning. He shifted his weight to one hip, trying to think of something intelligent to say. And then her comment almost made him choke.

"Uh. Well, you know. Pretty easy," he replied, before fully considering the implications of that retort, "I mean... Uh. Well, you know, like it's just something you do. Most of th' time you don't even have to think about it."

Kate raised her eyebrows and a small laugh escaped her mouth at the first comment.

"Uh right. All instincts. I got it." And she should listen to the instinct to say a quick bye and flee out of there. Only that wasn't really her, and her body wasn't listening to the idea anyway.

"Well..." he shrugged again, grin a bit wider, a bit nervous, "...we're bestial kinda creatures. S'what we do. Run on instinct."

And right now his hear is beating far too fast for what should be a friendly conversation. And his 'instincts' are sending him conflicting messages, so that's right out.

She was just praying he didn't hear her heart racing, seemed like he should with how loud she thought it was to her.

Maybe she was standing too close, too close for a friendly chat. That had to be it. Just needed to take a step back... or ten really.

Not moving yet.

"You're wild. It makes sense. It's good. Shame didn't see you in action during the mission."

He shrugged, "Well, we didn't fight anything. We did run away from a slime monster and then I saved a couple of people from drowny death. Not that I'm gonna brag or anythin'."

He rocked slightly, tilting his head and leaning forward slightly, "Sort of excitin', though. And hey, never know... maybe we'll end up working together on one of these missions someday."

Definitely too close. Doesn't mean he's going to step back, though.

"Should have partied with us, we had this huge armored animal charging us. Like somebody did some gene splicing with a rhino and a triceratops. Got him knocked out so we could get away though."

Kate then added, "Save from drowny death works too. And sure maybe we will." They're not on the same teams but could still have multiple teams together right?

She was likewise leaning forward a little, trying not to fidget with her arrows or belt.

Tony laughed, fingers scratching nervously through his hair again, "That sounds like fun. Mighta enjoyed that..."

Was it just him, or were they getting almost (un)comfortably close?

"It might be nice to see you in action, y'know? I mean..."

He trailed off slowly and for a moment, he just watched her, watched her face, examining her in detail. Then he leaned forward, closing the rest of the (small) distance between them. His foot shifted forward with him and he didn't have time to think it over (he'd figure out if it was a good or bad idea later). He gently pressed his lips against hers.

Of course, in the back of his head, part of him was mentally preparing to get slapped.

Kate would respond but now... it was quiet. There was him looking at her, and her looking at him. Time, should be some time, only his face honed in on hers. There was mouth and warm breath here, and it's kind of nice...

Ok, more than just *nice*. She'd slap him, and should because how dare he do this? Even if he just beat her to it, and better if all those thoughts just.... fell silent as she tentatively returned the kiss.

Damn he's a good kisser.

He'd be flattered to hear that opinion. However, at the moment he was far too busy appreciating how good of kisser Kate was. Funny how that worked.

His arms wrapped tentatively around her waist as he pressed into the kiss, not quite making it deeper or more passionate, simply increasing the pressure, the feel of it.

And just then, any and all thoughts of conversation fled from his head.

Ah, teenagers.

Thoughts were overrated. Especially now when there was warm contact, and the feeling of strong arms around her. Her own reached up to loop gently around the back of his neck. A small pleased noise in the back of her throat was the only other sound from her.

She was just going to linger here for a moment longer.

Maybe two.

You know what? Thoughts are overrated. And honestly, he was too busy taking it all in. The feel of another warm body pressed up against his, the smell of her, the shock that seemed to run through his body. He shifted, lips parting slightly against her own.

The whole ship, this damn abduction? Not even a blip on his radar anymore. This was nice. He could get used to it.

For now, he'd just roll with the punches and let this go where ever it was going to go.

This was good, really good. Kate really liked how they fit together, and it was tempting to keep going. Just a moment longer as her own mouth opened slightly, and one of her hands played with the hairs at the base of his neck.

She couldn't think of any kisses like this. Not like Eli or Tommy. Or...Paco.

Crap.

She slowly backed away, just enough to break the kiss. She stared back at him.

"...." However that kiss left her tongue-tied.

He was leaning into it, really starting to get into it (even though a voice at the back of his head was telling him it was sort of a bad idea). And then she pulled away and for a moment he just had a small smile on his face as he looked at her.

Wow.

Really, he hadn't done anything like that for... quite a bit. He laughed nervously, wondering if this was going to end horribly, if this was going to be shattered.

"Well... uh..." he struggled for the right words, "...I'm not really sure what to say t'that. I mean-"

Words, Tony.

"That was... Yeah. Yeah. I just- Well, you're a pretty good kisser, y'know that?"

OK, that was probably not the best thing to say, "...not that it's all about kissin' and you're still-"

That smile didn't quite fade, hovering at the edges of his mouth. He's on cloud 9 right now, despite the rather awkward silence he's trying to fill.

Kate smiled back at that, "I am huh? I mean... you too. You kiss good too. I mean... uh..." She just shut up for the moment because she had no idea what to say to that. Or even anything. God, he's hot...

Dammit Kate, try to focus.

She then started to say, "Yeah, that was really good and..." Oh hell with it. And she leaned in again for another kiss. This one soft, with gently parted lips against his. Even a brief subtle suction, and tug at his bottom lip for a moment before backing away again.

"Sorry.. Couldn't resist."

"I do? Well, thanks, I mean- Yeah, yeah that was good," he had no idea why he was babbling like this. Well, that wasn't true. He did. He was crushing on Kate pretty badly (which, really didn't bother him). She was cute, she could kick ass and take names, she was...

And that train of thought got derailed when she kissed him again. He returned it, letting out a long breath when she pulled away, a smile plastered over his features, "Oh, I don't mind. Don't gotta apologize or anythin'."

He tilted his head forward slightly, gently bumping his forehead against her own. He really couldn't ask the question that was racing through his head. It would probably end in tears. So, like any self-respecting teenage boy, he shoved it to the back of his mind and let it get buried for now.

"So..."

And now he had no topic of conversation, but that was OK with him.

She fidgeted in front of her with her hands as she gazed back at him, but she liked this, still staying close. She could feel his warm breath near her.

"Soo... um. Ok." What now. She thought he was cute when she first saw him, ok, more than just cute. And the wolf only added to the wild, dangerous and sexy part. But he's also funny, and kind of sweet, and caring, and brave...

She gave a small laugh, and murmured, "God, you're sexy... I mean, let me start over. So I like you, ok, seriously like you. Um..." Damn why the hell is it so hard to talk around him?

Tony really couldn't suppress the grin that spread across his face, the laugh that rolled out of him, "Sexy? Me? Really...? OK, OK... starting over."

He felt... incredibly happy. Energetic. He couldn't really restrain it (nor did he want to), so he just let that feeling of joy spread over him. He reached out a hand tentatively towards her, while he tried to find the right words, "Well... I like you. I mean- uh, well, you're sort of awesome with the whole arrows thing, not to mention... you're pretty cool. You know where I come from, with this whole... hero... saving the world, thing. You're... you look great, even with the weird living plantsuit. I mean, seriously."

"Well, yeah, you are." Kate said, and felt a jolt herself as their hands linked. Her fingers tightened against his.

She laughed again, brighter tones and longer this time.

"Both heroes who like each other. And you really like the archery? I could show you more about it. And you like how I look? Even with the creepy pulsating plantsuit?"

Her hand felt warm, alive, in his own. And that's good enough for him. He's perfectly content to just hold onto that for now, giving it a squeeze.

"Well, you're more of a hero then I am, y'know? And, yeah it's interestin'. Useful skill like that, good to know."

He cocked his head in mock-examination, "...yep, yeah. I'd say so."

Alive, alive was definitely of the good here. Her hand squeezed back, staying linked.

She gave him a puzzled look, "I'm not any more of a hero than a lot of people. Including you. Why? You protect your world too."

Her face did blush again at the last comment though.

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