[ It's hard to hold back the shock when Skye says that. And Bobbi's usually a much better spy, she should be able to. But her eyes widen a little and she has to cover up her hesitance to answer my taking a drink.
She never once thought Skye would trust her in that capacity. Not around other inhumans. ]
[It's something to build up to, although it'd be pretty much hypocresy from her side if she did that, right? What made Skye trustworthy around SHIELD after that one night she actually thought it had conspired to start a war against Inhumans?
Goals to work towards.]
Well, yeah, although right now my team's just me checking the internet for suspicious events. So boring. But I might need a pilot?
I can do that. [ For a moment she just sounds relieved, it has a pleasant tone to it, one that probably hasn't been in her voice in a while. ]
We'd have to bring Hunter though. You know how he gets when he thinks he's not invited to girl time. Mission or not do you really want to listen to him whining over the comms?
[She is relieved, actually, because that puts her at ease for not having to look for a pilot she can trust OR ask May for lessons in flying as well. It shows on her face, and the grin there. Even though she hides it by taking a sip.
And immediately regrets it, because that comment just makes her snort.] He's so needy.
Like a small child, right? [ Bobbi laughs and it's not malicious, not in the way it might have been when they were at loggerheads. Sometimes just bitching about Hunter comes out. ]
I had to tell him I had a private PT session today so he didn't join me on my apology tour. [ Another sip of her drink. ] If he finds me here you're going to have to pretend you suddenly have a degree in physical therapy.
[ She shrugs nice and loose before she finishes off her drink. ] I'm going to need several more of these before I tell you the story of the yoga instructor.
Driiiiink, drink drink drink. [She shifts on the couch, pulling her legs up under her and getting comfy.] I suddenly very much want to hear this story.
I'm going to have to make another one. [ Which means she is definitely rising. At least there's no shortage of bars in the base. Coulson likes the James Bond aesthetic. ] Do you want one?
[She stares down at her drink for a long moment, as if she's analysing it on a deep psychological level, before shrugging.] You know what?
[This is the girl who broke a decanter because she wanted a taste of whisky. You think she isn't going to down that drink in one go? You'd be wrong, because she does. It burns down, so nicely.] May had a vacation - one whole week. We should have a night of wild drinking.
[ Bobbi's grin is wide and uncontained as she reaches for Skye's glass and makes her way over to the ... second bar. Why are there so many bars, who knows? ]
I like your train of thought. [ She starts getting the ingredients out. She'll make cocktails like a pro, just watch. ]
[Agents of SHIELD and alcoholism, probably? She pushes herself off the couch and goes to join Bobbi, just to keep her company. Maybe sit up on the counter, and gently tip the bottle up a little so more booze falls into the cocktails than moderately should.]
This isn't a nunnery, Morse. I'd know, I grew up in one.
[ She grins a little when Skye encourages more alcohol. They're going to taste like hell and Bobbi will probably have to get Hunter to come and help her to her bunk if her legs won't work but she's fine with that. ]
Mister Charm School? Unlikely. [You know what though, she's also not drunk enough to give Bobbi all her various opinions regarding Coulson and his sex life, so.]
Just the one time. It hasn't stuck. [But then again, she has a lot of names for Coulson, almost none of them Director. She shakes her head, and tries the drink Bobbi gives her.]
[ She has enough on her hands when it comes to Hunter, you're safe from her encroaching on your territory, Skye. ]
I was nineteen. He was from some ... Scandinavian country I guess. He didn't speak a single bit of English and I never kept my clothes on long enough to ask him where he was actually from. But oh, it was the best three months of my life.
[ Grinning above her glass before she takes a sip, savours it and all its potent glory. ] The muscles on that man would have made anybody weep. But it was what he could do with them.
[What, what, that's not what she means. And now she will listen to the story about the Scandinavian yoga guy, and hold her breath a little as imagination plays its role in the story, and then...release it with a long sigh.]
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She never once thought Skye would trust her in that capacity. Not around other inhumans. ]
Really? You'd want me on your team?
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Goals to work towards.]
Well, yeah, although right now my team's just me checking the internet for suspicious events. So boring. But I might need a pilot?
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We'd have to bring Hunter though. You know how he gets when he thinks he's not invited to girl time. Mission or not do you really want to listen to him whining over the comms?
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And immediately regrets it, because that comment just makes her snort.] He's so needy.
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I had to tell him I had a private PT session today so he didn't join me on my apology tour. [ Another sip of her drink. ] If he finds me here you're going to have to pretend you suddenly have a degree in physical therapy.
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Mhm, and how do you feel about that?
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[ The conspiratorial way they're talking seems to bring Bobbi to life. She hasn't really had much of friendship lately, it's nice. ]
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I'm going to have to make another one. [ Which means she is definitely rising. At least there's no shortage of bars in the base. Coulson likes the James Bond aesthetic. ] Do you want one?
[ Down your drink, girl. It's party time. ]
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[This is the girl who broke a decanter because she wanted a taste of whisky. You think she isn't going to down that drink in one go? You'd be wrong, because she does. It burns down, so nicely.] May had a vacation - one whole week. We should have a night of wild drinking.
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I like your train of thought. [ She starts getting the ingredients out. She'll make cocktails like a pro, just watch. ]
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This isn't a nunnery, Morse. I'd know, I grew up in one.
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I don't know, I think Coulson's pretty delicate.
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[ She grins as she passes over Skye's drink and brings her own round to the side with the stools. When she takes a sip her nose wrinkles. ] Phew.
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Oh yeah, that'll do the trick.
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I guess he can be quite charmiing.
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Guess so. [Monster cocktail is right.] So, that yoga instructor, Bobbi?
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I was nineteen. He was from some ... Scandinavian country I guess. He didn't speak a single bit of English and I never kept my clothes on long enough to ask him where he was actually from. But oh, it was the best three months of my life.
[ Grinning above her glass before she takes a sip, savours it and all its potent glory. ] The muscles on that man would have made anybody weep. But it was what he could do with them.
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Man, I think I miss sex.
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I guess we need a night out then. Girls' night.
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