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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 10:58 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 12:16 pm
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Lex was slightly worried about a certain short Life trainee, for a very good reason. Ami spent her entire life in the labs, even sleeping there on multiple occasions. So, when he hadn't seen her all day, he knew something was up. A mission, perhaps? It could be that. He was more concerned that she'd finally gotten herself sick by staying up all night. Without her weapon to provide the immunity it did, Ami was especially fragile. He considered her a favorable acquaintance now, and he hated seeing people he knew in distress.
Getting up from his computer station, he gave a yawn to hide his checking the clock. 6 PM. He could leave the labs now, he'd put in a good amount of work that day. Grabbing his books, he made his way to his room to drop them off before heading to check on Ami.
A few rapid knocks, and the tall Lifer called, "Ami! Hello, are you in?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 1:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 2:44 pm
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Well, she didn't sound sick. A sigh of relief passed through his lips before he opened her door, finding her curled up in a pillow nest on her bed and, of course, reading. It would have been endearing, if Lex knew the circumstances. Instead, he was just slightly frustrated.
"So, you weren't in the labs today. What's up?" Not that he let his frustration show at all. He used a caring, charismatic voice, hovering by her door. Ami wasn't one to be lazy or neglect work. "Did you go on a really short mission? Spend the day sparring?" Hardly likely, that last part. Still, better to ask than to assume.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 3:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 3:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 4:05 pm
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Ami shook her head. "No, I took the day off so I could go shopping ..." she admitted. It wasn't unusual, it was what most hunters did with their day off. That, or spend it cuddled up with their fiancee, completely shirking their responsibilities. Looking at you Marcus. "You can see how that turned out though. I wasn't aware the portals were still closed- we were scheduled to have those fixed by last week," she said with a sigh, blowing hair out of her face. Bitterness flavored her expression as she spoke, clearly annoyed with the morning's events.
She hesitated for a moment, debating the benefits and consequences of telling Lex it was her birthday. She really didn't want to raise a fuss about it, lest Madeline come popping out of a stripper cake or something.
"Considering I had nothing to do," she said, rolling a hand, "I just ... wanted to spend the day alone." Ami looked down, picking at her nails and mumbled, "Some birthday."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 7:01 pm
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Ah, shopping. Lex knew that feeling - he'd been pining to shop a bit. His own clothes were well taken care of, but he'd only been on island for three months, and he was fine with the island issued toiletries, for now. He'd buy his own things on his own time - but he understood the frustration Ami was probably feeling. The portals had been down since before the man had awoken, after all.
A quirked brow shot up, however, at her last statement. Birthday? Today was her birthday? He had to smile a little, if not a confused smile. Why would anyone be alone on their birthday? Sorry to break it to you, Ami, but books don't count as people.
An easier, more relaxed grin spread across his face. The cogs in his head turned quickly, and formulated a small plan. Something simple - she didn't seem the type to go for extravagant parties or gifts. A small dinner, however, would probably suit her tastes. And if it didn't? He'd use the guilt trip tactic.
Getting up from the chair, Lex headed for the door, smirk on his face.
"Happy birthday then, Ami."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 7:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 9:00 pm
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The plan was simple, really. Kill the batman. Make a light dinner, desert, and bring her the scarf back. Maybe even read a little with her? He didn't really quite know what else to do - back when he was managing his mother's nightclub, he would give a person a free martini if it were their birthday. There was no alcohol available to him on the island, plus he didn't take Ami as a martini type. He didn't even take her as one to go for a Shirley Temple.
Scrounging in the kitchen, he found some broccoli, cheese, a hunk of crusty bread, and chicken stock. He sighed, but used it all to make soup. Not a substantial meal by any means, but...well, it was all he could find after that Thanksgiving party that he'd skipped on. Luckily flour and sugar and eggs never seemed to be in shortage.
Once dinner was finished, the Lifer made off to his room to grab the pink scarf she'd left behind, and the copy of the Hobbit he'd rented from Kostya and stuff them in his coat pockets. He wasn't quite sure why he grabbed the book, but maybe he could spend a bit of time with her, even if in silence? Better silent company on her birthday than none at all, right?
He grabbed the soup and cupcakes, balancing them both in his hands as he walked back to Ami's room, tapping on the door with his foot.
"Ami? Let me in?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 10:13 pm
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Ami was deep in thought, staring blankly at her book, but jerked at the loud pounding on her door. She scowled at the late night visit, wondering just what could he need at this hour, but got up nonetheless because it sounded a tad urgent.
Of course, now she was in pajama shorts and a camisole, hair in two long pigtails that draped over her chest to keep it out of her face as she slept, but wasn't uncomfortable like her braids. Yes, she redid her braids every day.
She panicked, reaching for her hunter coat and snapping the buttons shut, as it was the only thing that covered her entire body from unsightly eyes. In a rather old-lady manner, she opened the door with a frown, arm crossed tightly across her stomach, holding her jacket shut. She was rather surprised when he was holding soup and cupcakes. "What do you want?" she hissed. Did he need advice for some girl he was trying to woo- did he need cooking advice or something? "Do you know what time it is?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 10:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 11:08 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 11:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 11:33 pm
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