015 [Location: Machine Shop 17, Central] with an accidental side of [Holo]

[valaunbound]

When Vala wakes up next to a still sleeping blonde man, her first reaction isn't to jump up, pull her gun out and shout 'Who the hell are you?'

In fact the shock and wtfery is over in a moment, and evidenced only by a brief perplexed expression. "Huh," she shrugs with a whisper. There are two options here, Taxon shenanigans -- it's not like the place isn't renowned for it or that there hasn't been a recent spate of similar scenario glitches -- or she's slept with this man and has somehow forgotten. Whatever the reason, this place looks very interesting indeed. Carefully she starts trying to extricate her limbs from the man, yes her naked legs were wrapped around his. She doesn't want to wake him, not just yet. The array of projects lying about and tech is far too tempting, there's bound to be something worth 'borrowing'.

Detangling herself from the sleeping man proves to not be as simple as she first thought though. For a start, one of her legs is directly underneath his. Pulling that out without disturbing him will be tricky. Slowly she starts to slide her thigh from underneath his, noting that all in all, it's not a bad thigh as thighs go.

"Hellooo, Nurse," she mutters under her breath with a smirk. No Vala, you say that to a woman, not a man.

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[bravelyrunaway.livejournal.com]

"Hey, that's my line," Seamus said, half groggy at the voice that he didn't recognize, more than happy to try and integrate it into the dreamscape that he was currently occupying on the shores of Seraglio, reclining happily on a a couch in the triclinium surrounded by beautiful women with various types of fruit. The dreamscape, however, was rather rudely shattered when Seamus realized that that leg that was brushing against his was very much not a dream leg.

Blinking fully awake, finally, Seamus turned, staring at the woman that was laying next to him. A woman. Next to him. A pleasant enough surprise if it wasn't so damned confusing. "So. Do I know you?"

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"Well I'd hope so." Vala replied, deciding to wind him up. Given her plans to check the place out for anything of interest worth 'borrowing' had been thwarted by him waking, she had to get some entertainment out of the situation.

"If my calculations are right and I am indeed mid-cycle, your generous donation to my plight has just made you a father."

[bravelyrunaway.livejournal.com]

Who say what with the what now? That couldn't be right...could it? It would just be his luck, though. First time in six (no, wait, eight) years that he gets anywhere close to a woman, and he can't remember a damn thing. Only. Wait. Had she just said father?

Sputtering incoherently, Seamus managed to, with a bit of difficulty, untangle himself from the woman that she laying next to him, even if it resulted in him hitting the floor rather hard from tumbling off the edge of the workbench that he'd made into a makeshift bed. It really was just his luck.

Popping his head back up over the work table, Seamus stared at her bug-eyed for a moment before shaking his head. "I think you've got the wrong guy. No, definitely. Know you've got the wrong guy. I think the one that you're looking for is much taller, broader, brown hair instead of blond. Last time I checked, he was very much not here, but yeah, that's the one you're probably looking for. Not little old me."

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"No, I distinctly remember it was you, couldn't forget that blonde hair." except she wasn't looking at his head, she tilted her head to try and peer over towards his nether region which was now obscured beneath the bench.

"It helped tip the scales on the decision after all, blonde babies are so much cuter don't you think?" Oh she was enjoying this, Vala leaned over and tapped his nose affectionately.

"You're not regretting the decision are you?" She pouted.

[bravelyrunaway.livejournal.com]

Oh, crap. Pouting. Pouting wasn't good. Because pouting often lead to tears if the girl (or woman) wasn't placated properly. At least, in Seamus Zelazny Harper's experience with women which was highly limited where it didn't come to getting slapped or a drink thrown in his face for being a little overly friendly when having a conversation.

Right now, he was way out of his depth. Dammit, how did Dylan do this all of the time?

"Not necessarily. That is, if I could remember making it," He said, offering her a strained smile before groping under the workbench and tugging on the clothes that he had discarded the previous night due to the Machine Shop being a little too hot without Rommie's central air working through her at all times. "Uh. So. Um. A name might help? Maybe? Possibly? Do you think you could spare it?"

[valaunbound]

Vala by contrast was much more relaxed than Seamus, infinitely amused by his fumblings would be a more apt description as she propped herself up on her elbow and watched him stress to get dressed with a wry, almost appraising smirk.

She wasn't making any move to get dressed, well clothes would help on that front anyway and there didn't appear to be any here. So polka dotted camisole vest and matching little lace trimmed french knickers, it was.

"I can't believe you've forgotten." She sighed and rolled her eyes. "It's Vala. Ring any bells, now?"