Because normal items don't turn into sand with me. So if I decide to wear something I bought out at the store and want to go anywhere, I'm going to leave the clothes on the ground and get there stark naked.
[He can't help leaning in, soaking in the touch like a starving man. It was why he was here, as ridiculous and insane as all of this was. He'd come to help her with Maxwell Lord and then they'd gotten closer and then she'd sent that voicemail under some manner of influence...
[He should have ignored it, told her that he'd deleted it, but he couldn't. Not when he could hear her genuine desire in the message. Not when he was so very tired of being alone.
[It was unwise, as unwise as the rest of it, but he turned to lightly press his lips to the side of her finger.]
[She can't find any difference, even with her heightened senses, between Sand's skin and the skin of any other human she's touched. The difference is that even with her eyes closed, even when she's listening for it...he doesn't have a heartbeat. None of the quiet little sounds of a working human body. He's solid, all the way through.]
"I'll admit," he says with a sideways look at 'Bones' that is more than a little amused, "that I've had the worst luck at that last one myself. As you might have guessed, I'm... not the biggest fan of letting terrible things happen under my watch."
Jim laughs at that, because he probably would have been a lot sicker if not for his superknight in shining armor (sorry about the puke, etc).
"Well, I appreciate it. I have a hard time with it, too, but-- for us, for humanity, I mean, it's important that we have that rule, because of our history with the way dominant Terran cultures destroyed other ones. We have a past that's pretty shameful--" he pauses for a moment as they head into an observation deck, stopping to lean against the higher railing, watching the astronomy division run a project below. "From the records we've lifted, it seems like your Earth has had a similar history. You never had World War III, though."
"My emphasis was meant to distinguish our reality from yours," he says, inclining his head in what might be an apologetic fashion. "Where we come from you'd be a Terran citizen without dispute. Frankly, I don't understand the way this planet sees offworlders." A beat, then: "Kansas, huh? I grew up in Iowa, myself. Were you a KCMA guy or a real middle-of-nowhere-westerner?"
For timetopaythepiper [ 1/1/2016 TFLN ]
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And I can't buy things at the store anyway.
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for maryblue [2/5/2016]
It's terrible.
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All right. But it wasn't easy to fight in.
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for mostlysunny 2/16/16
[He should have ignored it, told her that he'd deleted it, but he couldn't. Not when he could hear her genuine desire in the message. Not when he was so very tired of being alone.
[It was unwise, as unwise as the rest of it, but he turned to lightly press his lips to the side of her finger.]
I hope I'm not being too forward.
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Somehow I think you're being the gentlemanly one.
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[Wes alone would be livid. Probably more than his aunt.]
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...wow.
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Like I said. I'm... not even remotely human anymore.
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for borntobewildcat 2/16/16
Besides, would you really want pizza that had been sand?
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But that's the brilliance of my plan. You get to walk through the front door in all your incredibly sexy glory.
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for willrevile [8-12-2016]
"I'll admit," he says with a sideways look at 'Bones' that is more than a little amused, "that I've had the worst luck at that last one myself. As you might have guessed, I'm... not the biggest fan of letting terrible things happen under my watch."
A grin at Jim specifically, considering.
"Big or small."
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"Well, I appreciate it. I have a hard time with it, too, but-- for us, for humanity, I mean, it's important that we have that rule, because of our history with the way dominant Terran cultures destroyed other ones. We have a past that's pretty shameful--" he pauses for a moment as they head into an observation deck, stopping to lean against the higher railing, watching the astronomy division run a project below. "From the records we've lifted, it seems like your Earth has had a similar history. You never had World War III, though."
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He spreads his hands just a little.
"I was raised in Kansas, from infancy, by human parents. No matter what my genetic material might say, I consider myself a part of humanity."
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"My emphasis was meant to distinguish our reality from yours," he says, inclining his head in what might be an apologetic fashion. "Where we come from you'd be a Terran citizen without dispute. Frankly, I don't understand the way this planet sees offworlders." A beat, then: "Kansas, huh? I grew up in Iowa, myself. Were you a KCMA guy or a real middle-of-nowhere-westerner?"
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"I just wanted it clear. There's any number of people, human and non, who'd made the mistake. And you have less context than most."
But the question makes him smile.
"The town closest to my family's farm is called Smallville, if that gives you any idea of scope." But of course- "Where were you in Iowa?"
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