SARA LANCE.
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ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ —
I've been thinking a lot about you.
[ Text seemed too little. Video seemed too forward. This felt like a happy medium. She can at least hear the pitches in his voice. ]
[ Text seemed too little. Video seemed too forward. This felt like a happy medium. She can at least hear the pitches in his voice. ]
Yeah? Have you really?
( steve can probably hear the smile in her voice, a far-too-genuine one that sneaks its way onto her face the second she hears his voice on the line, her phone pressed to her ear. )
And what about me is on your mind, huh?
( steve can probably hear the smile in her voice, a far-too-genuine one that sneaks its way onto her face the second she hears his voice on the line, her phone pressed to her ear. )
And what about me is on your mind, huh?
Well.
[ He's alone in his apartment so he feels far more comfortable in just talking openly. Happy he ignored his instinct earlier to call her when he was at the shop. ]
All of you.
[ He smiles. ]
And I definitely mean all of you, Sara.
[ He's alone in his apartment so he feels far more comfortable in just talking openly. Happy he ignored his instinct earlier to call her when he was at the shop. ]
All of you.
[ He smiles. ]
And I definitely mean all of you, Sara.
( sara hums as though considering that answer of his, one that makes a silly, giddy sort of joy bubble up in her chest. )
All of me? Even my elbows? My ears? All fifty billion of my freckles?
( she's maybe feeling more than a little playful, the sheer happiness of hearing his voice radiating through her. )
All of me? Even my elbows? My ears? All fifty billion of my freckles?
( she's maybe feeling more than a little playful, the sheer happiness of hearing his voice radiating through her. )
Especially your ears and elbows. Some of my favorite parts.
[ He's pacing across his living room, but he's all smiles. His nerves not getting the better of him. Just yet. ]
And all fifty billion freckles. Got 'em all memorized.
[ He's pacing across his living room, but he's all smiles. His nerves not getting the better of him. Just yet. ]
And all fifty billion freckles. Got 'em all memorized.
You have a very impressive memory, Steve Rogers, ( she says through a laugh, sitting sideways in the city-provided arm chair in her apartment, legs dangling over the opposite arm. )
Among other impressive traits.
Among other impressive traits.
I don't forget beautiful things.
[ He appreciates the compliment as well. ]
I uh--I had a question for you.
[ He appreciates the compliment as well. ]
I uh--I had a question for you.
( sara hears the slight hesitation in his voice, but it doesn't raise any alarm bells. it does, however, make her sit up a little straighter as she's quick to respond, ) Lay it on me.
I was wondering if you'd like to go on a real date with me.
[ Not that inviting her over for sex and then having dinner wasn't nice. But he wanted to take her somewhere nice. ]
You and me. Bedroom things optional. He frowns and shakes his head. ] That sounded wrong. I meant to say that it's--I'm just asking you on a date. I'm not expecting anything because of previous experiences.
[ Not that inviting her over for sex and then having dinner wasn't nice. But he wanted to take her somewhere nice. ]
You and me. Bedroom things optional. He frowns and shakes his head. ] That sounded wrong. I meant to say that it's--I'm just asking you on a date. I'm not expecting anything because of previous experiences.
Steve, ( is all sara can laugh in response, head tilted down into herself as though to hide her wide smile from everyone but herself, as though she isn't the only one in her apartment right now.
his way of asking her on a date — a real date, not just some casual hookup under the guise of some "lesson" like she's some kind of naughty teacher or something — is so unequivocally steve rogers that she can hardly believe it, sweet and sincere, apologetic and jittery when there's no reason for him to be.
sara's response is softer, quieter after she lets his invitation lingers in the silence between them for a brief moment, ) Of course I want to go on a real date with you. Ever since the earthquake, I — ( it's hard to explain. superhero or not, life-threatening situation or not, seeing steve out in the open, unexpected and unplanned, made sara feel a certain type of way about him that she's not sure she knows how to express. all she knows is that it's gone beyond a casual, fun hookup for her; she genuinely wants to know him, as backwards as this all is. )
I dunno, maybe it's stupid, but I've really wanted to see you again.
his way of asking her on a date — a real date, not just some casual hookup under the guise of some "lesson" like she's some kind of naughty teacher or something — is so unequivocally steve rogers that she can hardly believe it, sweet and sincere, apologetic and jittery when there's no reason for him to be.
sara's response is softer, quieter after she lets his invitation lingers in the silence between them for a brief moment, ) Of course I want to go on a real date with you. Ever since the earthquake, I — ( it's hard to explain. superhero or not, life-threatening situation or not, seeing steve out in the open, unexpected and unplanned, made sara feel a certain type of way about him that she's not sure she knows how to express. all she knows is that it's gone beyond a casual, fun hookup for her; she genuinely wants to know him, as backwards as this all is. )
I dunno, maybe it's stupid, but I've really wanted to see you again.
[ He starts thinking about it the minute after he hears the announcement. His brain trying to decide if he should ask her of if he should just let the idea go. But he can't. He's always been stubborn and more importantly he's a little big impulsive. In a good way. Sometimes. Which is why he heads out after a few hours and hits a flower stand on his way to her apartment. Or rather goes out of his way to find a flower stand and then he hits her apartment. Same difference.
When he arrives he's a little nervous. Asking someone out over the phone was kind of cheap and gave him an edge in that she couldn't see his face half the time when he stumbled or got overly excited. But his mother taught him better than to ask a woman out over the phone or text to something big like a ball. This isn't just a date to the bowling alley. He's gonna have to actually take them up on those dancing lessons too. So he doesn't crush her toes.
Steve knocks. Loudly. Hoping that she's here. It occurs to him after standing outside her door that he should have made sure she was here. Called ahead. But he didn't want to ruin the surprise. He'll just have to come back if she isn't. ]
Edited 2017-10-08 03:31 am (UTC)
When he arrives he's a little nervous. Asking someone out over the phone was kind of cheap and gave him an edge in that she couldn't see his face half the time when he stumbled or got overly excited. But his mother taught him better than to ask a woman out over the phone or text to something big like a ball. This isn't just a date to the bowling alley. He's gonna have to actually take them up on those dancing lessons too. So he doesn't crush her toes.
Steve knocks. Loudly. Hoping that she's here. It occurs to him after standing outside her door that he should have made sure she was here. Called ahead. But he didn't want to ruin the surprise. He'll just have to come back if she isn't. ]
Edited 2017-10-08 03:31 am (UTC)
( it's a boring night in for sara lance — not her favorite thing in the world, admittedly, but she's learning to cope with them; it's such a hard life that she leads. in any case, she's pretty content to spend a night to herself, curled up on the couch, hair piled high in a messy bun on top of her head, a glass of red wine in her hand, catching up with someone called the kardashians, who apparently rose to power during her time on the island. apparently, sara has missed out on a lot.
but then there's a knock at the door, unexpected but welcome. her glass is set down on the coffee table in front of her, and she thumbs over the power button on the remote. thank god, a little excitement.
said excitement climbs exponentially when she walks in bare feet over to the door and opens it to reveal just about one of the handsomest guys she's ever seen, a broad grin spreading across her cheeks, eyes lighting up. sure, she feels a little underdressed for a visitor of steve rogers's caliber in her version of pajamas — a t-shirt and a tiny pair of shorts — but she'll manage. biting back her smile, her gaze flits up to his and she asks, ) To what do I owe the pleasure?
but then there's a knock at the door, unexpected but welcome. her glass is set down on the coffee table in front of her, and she thumbs over the power button on the remote. thank god, a little excitement.
said excitement climbs exponentially when she walks in bare feet over to the door and opens it to reveal just about one of the handsomest guys she's ever seen, a broad grin spreading across her cheeks, eyes lighting up. sure, she feels a little underdressed for a visitor of steve rogers's caliber in her version of pajamas — a t-shirt and a tiny pair of shorts — but she'll manage. biting back her smile, her gaze flits up to his and she asks, ) To what do I owe the pleasure?
[ He's not sure why, but for a moment he's silent. His smile huge and his eyes on her. It's not like she's wearing a ballgown or a full face of makeup. Her hair is up in a bun. She's relaxed. Comfortable. But she also manages to be the most beautiful woman in town at this very moment. He's not quite sure how she manages it. It keeps him smiling. Smiling and with his heart pounding away in his chest. This is much worse than asking her out before over the phone. More nerve wracking.
After a rather extensive pause he lifts the flower up for her and holds it out. He licks his lips briefly and nods. ] I uh--I wanted to see you. [ Partially true. He did want to see her, but it wasn't the only reason he was standing here holding a flower out. His chest feels tight, but he ignores the butterflies that rule his gut right now. ]
Sorry. I just keep--every time I see I can't help getting distracted. [ He smiles and lets out a sigh. ] I had something I wanted to ask you. Something I wanted to ask before anyone else got the idea.
After a rather extensive pause he lifts the flower up for her and holds it out. He licks his lips briefly and nods. ] I uh--I wanted to see you. [ Partially true. He did want to see her, but it wasn't the only reason he was standing here holding a flower out. His chest feels tight, but he ignores the butterflies that rule his gut right now. ]
Sorry. I just keep--every time I see I can't help getting distracted. [ He smiles and lets out a sigh. ] I had something I wanted to ask you. Something I wanted to ask before anyone else got the idea.
( it's a little silly, what the flower extended towards her does to sara; for someone so tough as nails, for someone so hardened and expertly trained at handling emotions, it's so easy for steve to practically melt her completely, make sheer warmth and happiness wash over her. it's been that way ever since the first time she laid eyes on him, a little shy in her doorway and offering a flower as his greeting.
it's his uncompromising honesty and sincerity — sara thinks, as her fingers curl around the stem of the flower, pulls it close to her chest — that gets to her, present even at his own detriment when he admits to being distracted by her. it's rare and refreshing for her, makes the smile on her face bloom into a full-fledged grin as steve continues. )
Oh? ( asked as though she doesn't know where he's going with this, as if she hadn't seen the announcement about the ball on the network. sara's happy to let him have this moment, more than happy he'd chosen her to share it with. )
it's his uncompromising honesty and sincerity — sara thinks, as her fingers curl around the stem of the flower, pulls it close to her chest — that gets to her, present even at his own detriment when he admits to being distracted by her. it's rare and refreshing for her, makes the smile on her face bloom into a full-fledged grin as steve continues. )
Oh? ( asked as though she doesn't know where he's going with this, as if she hadn't seen the announcement about the ball on the network. sara's happy to let him have this moment, more than happy he'd chosen her to share it with. )
[ Maybe it's good that they know, but they don't know. Not every little detail. Not all the things that they might want to hide under shadows and baggage. They know they're there. They exist. They've revealed things about one another through small comments and things they don't say. Looks when a topic is breached. He's perfectly capable of comprehending that Sara Lance could be very lethal. Maybe she thinks he's a little too good and maybe he believes in her a little too much, but those aren't necessarily bad things.
Steve lets go of the flower and smiles as she takes it from him finally. Right now he just takes her in like this. Messy hair (though he's not sure where or how), not expecting visitors and enjoying her solitude. He could stand out here in the hallway and stare at her for the better part of the evening if he was presented with that choice. It'd probably be creepy, but still.
But he needs to use words. He needs to say what he came here to say. To ask what he wanted. Steve clears his throat and nods. ] Do you wanna maybe go to the ball with me? As my date?
Steve lets go of the flower and smiles as she takes it from him finally. Right now he just takes her in like this. Messy hair (though he's not sure where or how), not expecting visitors and enjoying her solitude. He could stand out here in the hallway and stare at her for the better part of the evening if he was presented with that choice. It'd probably be creepy, but still.
But he needs to use words. He needs to say what he came here to say. To ask what he wanted. Steve clears his throat and nods. ] Do you wanna maybe go to the ball with me? As my date?
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atms on October 18th, 2017 12:30 am (UTC)text. at some weird hour of the night a few nights before the ball.
Got a question for you.
( sara has no reasonable explanation for why she's still awake, but she's suddenly pretty glad that she is. )
I've probably got an answer.
Shoot.
I've probably got an answer.
Shoot.
How would you feel about dinner? And maybe doing something with that little fantasy we cooked up a while back?
Hmmm
( as though she's gotta think about that. right. )
I think I'd feel favorably about that
We talking home cooking or eating out?
( insert fingerguns here. )
( as though she's gotta think about that. right. )
I think I'd feel favorably about that
We talking home cooking or eating out?
( insert fingerguns here. )
That'd be up to you now wouldn't it?
You sure you wanna give me that much power?
You know, I think I might.
[ and thank god this is a text thread because haha saying that in person would make it harder to sound flippant. ]
[ and thank god this is a text thread because haha saying that in person would make it harder to sound flippant. ]
( hmm.
hmmm, okay. she knows enough about leonard snart to know that control is not something so easily relinquished from him. from anyone else, it might be a throwaway statement. from him? it has a different gravitas. )
I sure like the sound of that.
You busy tonight?
hmmm, okay. she knows enough about leonard snart to know that control is not something so easily relinquished from him. from anyone else, it might be a throwaway statement. from him? it has a different gravitas. )
I sure like the sound of that.
You busy tonight?
I'm sure I could clear out a space in my schedule for you.
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On behalf of the city of Cadelle, we would like to thank you for your dedication to our mission of lighting up our city and our lives through the power of good deeds! As a token of our gratitude, the city administration is pleased to extend to you your promised piece of the Energem, which may be redeemed in your home world upon your return. - Mayor Drake PLEASE NOTE: The office is open between 10:00 AM and 4:00 PM daily, with a two hour lunch break between 12:00 PM and 2:00 PM. Please do take care to arrive no less than 30 minutes prior to scheduled closures. You wouldn't like us when we're hangry. | |