[Slight pause to add a little extra tension to the air...]
Tyler Durden.
[Funny, that voice didn't come from the comm at all. Well, not entirely. Meth might noticea tall man in a red leather jacket grinning to himself and lighting up a cigarette just a little way down the hall.]
And you?
[Thus far, Mr Durden is completely unaware of her being so close.]
['Counterparts' for Tyler registers as his space monkeys. He raises an eyebrow at the comm and is about to request further explanation as to how she knows them, and him, but the cigarette is flying from his grasp before he knows what's what.]
The fuck?
[His head turns with a jolt to follow the path of the flying cig. The blonde comes into sight and, realizing that she's both involved in the theft and also the voice on the comm, Tyler turns to face her.
[Meth held up a hand and the cigarette settled lightly between her fingers before she brought it to her lips, and a moment later blew smoke in his general direction.]
I have my moments.
[She took a nice long time sizing the man up. Tyler was hot. The Tyler she knew anyway, but half the attraction had to do with his mind and the twisted way that it ticked. Meth appreciated someone who didn't mind being punched in the face during sex.
This Tyler looked nothing like the one she knew, but she wasn't complaining at allll. Instead, she took another drag on the cigarette and grinned.]
[How very curious this tiny woman is... Tyler holds his ground, watching her with slightly furrowed eyebrows. The glance up and down the Renovation Head is rather obvious. Tyler doesn't mind what he sees at all.
What's more, she just stole his cigarette.]
How'd you do that?
[And just like the Tyler she knows, this Tyler is very, very curious.]
[Meth didn't mind him taking a look because she had done the same and well, this was Tyler. A Tyler, in any case. This one already seemed much like the one she knew, as well.
At his comment on the cigarette, Meth shrugged, then wiggled her fingers at him.]
Magic~
[She punctuated the word with her telekinesis once more, this time using it to chuck him under the chin. The look in Meth's eyes was clearly mischievous, as she was enjoying herself and this encounter.
Just to show off, she sent the cigarette back to Tyler, sliding it back onto his lips with ease.]
I can do other things too, that I know you'll appreciate more than stealing cigarettes.
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Oh goooood...*flails*
8D
Though with all these people moving around and crowding the place, who knows what might happen.
[His tone is ever so sweet and... probably a little familiar.]
*sloooowly slides this into commentlog*
. . .
What is your name?
I APPROVE OF THIS TRANSITION
Tyler Durden.
[Funny, that voice didn't come from the comm at all. Well, not entirely. Meth might noticea tall man in a red leather jacket grinning to himself and lighting up a cigarette just a little way down the hall.]
And you?
[Thus far, Mr Durden is completely unaware of her being so close.]
EXCELLENT >8)
Meth Rezza. Actually, I know your...counterparts.
[Yes, plural. Jack and the boat's first Tyler. Her tone is a little suggestive, even.
She saw him light up a cigarette, and he'd dragged on it once, Meth used her telekinesis to tug it out of his grasp and send it in her direction.]
[comment log] <3
The fuck?
[His head turns with a jolt to follow the path of the flying cig. The blonde comes into sight and, realizing that she's both involved in the theft and also the voice on the comm, Tyler turns to face her.
He tilts his head a fraction to the side.]
Well aren't you a fancy little thief.
[comment log] Only...almost a month later~ 8D;;
I have my moments.
[She took a nice long time sizing the man up. Tyler was hot. The Tyler she knew anyway, but half the attraction had to do with his mind and the twisted way that it ticked. Meth appreciated someone who didn't mind being punched in the face during sex.
This Tyler looked nothing like the one she knew, but she wasn't complaining at allll. Instead, she took another drag on the cigarette and grinned.]
Not what I expected.
[comment log] THOU ART FORGIVEN <3
What's more, she just stole his cigarette.]
How'd you do that?
[And just like the Tyler she knows, this Tyler is very, very curious.]
[comment log] OH THANK YOU~~~
At his comment on the cigarette, Meth shrugged, then wiggled her fingers at him.]
Magic~
[She punctuated the word with her telekinesis once more, this time using it to chuck him under the chin. The look in Meth's eyes was clearly mischievous, as she was enjoying herself and this encounter.
Just to show off, she sent the cigarette back to Tyler, sliding it back onto his lips with ease.]
I can do other things too, that I know you'll appreciate more than stealing cigarettes.