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( so the pirate is definitely just trying to reach one person in particular, but those handy private filters? well he's not mastered those yet. so enjoy, entire hotel, a pirate and his inquiries.

because when a savior mentions, more than once, that she wants something? well, he's going to try and provide. he stole a bunch of hot chocolate to try and give her something good in a place that has so little to speak of, and this is really no different.

...well it's kind of different. he just doesn't know that yet. )

do you know what condoms are? you can look it up, can't you, in your book? I think that's how it'd be spelled.

do you suppose there will be any around this place, if I asked around?

( he has no idea what he's asking for, but hey. he probably wouldn't be that ashamed if he did. )

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[Goddamnit.]

...I like all those things

[Ah. that friend.]

He died. So thanks be to the powers that be.

[ yeah, she's out of control. ]

Excellent tastes. I knew you were a smart man.

I did always suspect you could die of boredom.

Is that something you're in danger of? Dying of boredom?

Know somebody who could help a girl out?

[Kara. Her hands in his. Her arms around him.

It doesn't mean anything.]

I could bring him by your room

[The question is, will he go through with it.]

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Send him my way and we'll see what we can think of.

[ and maybe they'll just end up reading books. that works too. ]

[And Ward will go. And then probably realize he can't perform because he's falling for lost, sad, broken Agent 33.

But he'll stand in front of her door and knock at least. Being professional and polite.]

[ she swings the the door open with a smirk. where is this all going? she's not sure yet. the hotel's a stark contrast to home, and she only knows how it would go a world away in Panem. ]

Hey, handsome. Looking for a good time? [ and then she laughs, because it sounds ever more absurd than she imagined it would. ] Come on.

[It's easy. It's easy to slip into something like that. He tilts his head at her and leans back, ignoring the twinge in his side where Kara had helped him heal. Where Helen had helped him back from death.

He tilts his head and moves toward her. She's gorgeous.]

Obviously princess. I mean - what a way to pass the time?

[ she knows she's gorgeous, which is good or bad depending on how you look at it. Cash tugs him into the room properly, closing the door behind him. ]

No better way than getting to know each other up close and personal. Unless you prefer reading?

[He tilts his head at her, smirking - but it feels wrong. It feels wrong to be standing here with her pulling his shirt off. There's a collection of scars on his left hand side and a body used to hard work.

He straightens, tilting his head before he moves close] This would be where I'd say something clever and relate it to reading, but really I'm just bored.

And I could use a little excitement.

[ she gets the sense that something's off and that gives her pause. it's either reluctance or nervousness and she doesn't know him well enough to know the difference. she'll take it slow while she decides which one it is. ]

Something like, I just want to read you, handsome?

[ terrible, terrible puns. she slides one hand under the hem of his shirt and then the other, exploring the new territory of his skin. any scars she comes across she doesn't mention and doesn't react to. she'd have her own fair share of scars if it weren't for countless visits to the remake center. her own skin is unbroken, though it's not as unnaturally smooth as it used to be and she's glad to be a bit less artificial. ]

This should help with your boredom. [ she leans up on her toes to brush her lips against his. ]

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