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Tweak says, "I love the library."

Brynhild Ingouf (brynhild_ingouf) wrote in entrywaythreads,
@ 2021-03-19 23:57:00

Entry tags:

brynhild, jason todd

Who: Bryn and Jason
Where: His Gun shop
What: Booze, stories, and face to face.
When: After store close.
Rating: TBD
Open: Ask first
Status: On going

She couldn't remember the last time someone had been so easy to talk to in such short amount of time. Was it the anonymity of the screen? Or real chemistry? The only way to know that was to remove the screens. When he had suggested drinks it seemed like the way. And she didn't have to be flush with coin. She would share what seemed to be the only bottle she would ever see again. And she already knew Jason was worthy of it.

She didn't bother changing from what she had worn for her last client, she'd gone up to her apartment grabbed the bottle, as soon as it was closing time. But she didn't enter the door, she felt the barrier, weak as it was, at the threshold, she knocked. She would need an invite in.

Bryn rocked back on the five inch black heeled boots. She had gone for a innocent farm girl look. Blue checked flannel unbuttoned and tied, though if one looked too hard they would notice the buttons were gone, high rise skinny jeans, where tucked into the boots. Paired with the double braids that sat on her shoulders, she thought she pulled off the look well. And it wasn't horribly indecent to meet her new friend in. The black bottle dangled from her grip, as she waited.

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-03-22 03:30 am UTC (link)

She glanced back when she heard that bolt click home. And she visibly bit her tongue to keep from making a coarse joke. Somehow she knew it was more likely to keep people out than to keep her in, but she did wiggle her eyebrows when her eyes met his. A silent joke, she hoped wouldn't fly over his head.

"Oh, of course. All men are 6'5", 'totally ripped' and hung like horses on most dating apps." Not that she used them really, but she did flip through a few. Bryn eased up onto one of the stools, once they reached them. She wouldn't deny there was a bit of ambiance. Admittedly not one a whole lot of people would pick up on, but she wasn't most people.

"I didn't bring any glasses, but I am not against drinking straight from the bottle." The said bottle was placed on the counter top.

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abetterbatman
2021-03-22 04:02 pm UTC (link)

He didn't laugh aloud but the amused crooked grin on his lips suggested he could imagine what she was thinking.

"I have plastic cups in the back," Jason said as he settled on the stool, leaning a little against the counter so he wouldn't feel like he was towering over her even as they were sitting. It suited the atmosphere more anyway. He preferred casual, if he could have it. Bryn seemed to prefer that too given how freely they were talking and her 'country girl' get up. He definitely appreciated the outfit, though given his track record with red heads, she could have worn anything and he would have found himself appreciating it. "But that feels like it would be insulting to the alcohol. Never insult alcohol. It'll do worse to you."

He said like a man who implied he had more than a single beer a week. He might have been drinking more now that he wasn't out patrolling every night, but it wasn't nearly as much as he often acted.

"And it isn't like you could give me a cold." He guessed. "Sharing the bottle is fine."

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-03-23 05:09 am UTC (link)

Already she was sure there was no difference between him with or without the screen between them. The word adorable came to mind, but it was not a word she would utter, just in case he took it as insult. Or in case it caused some chilling between them. She didn't want either.

"Exactly. If I catch a human illness it is from drawing from someone that has a cold or what have you. And it is very mild, no matter how severe it is. Though, I didn't chance things during the Black Plague, so I wouldn't know how it would affect me if it were that severe." Bryn plucked the cork out of the bottle with her fingers. And placed it on the countertop to give it a moment to breathe. She leaned toward him, just a little, since he was leaning against the counter, it made teasing him easier. "Like, if you had a cold, and I were to drink from you, I would likely get the sniffles." She did drop her voice an octave, the words a little more hushed than they had been.

After all, she was curious if there was that same spark, what better way than to see if she could raise his temperature just a little?

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abetterbatman
2021-03-24 11:42 pm UTC (link)

Jason's brows raised, both at her coming closer and the suggestion of her biting him. He didn't think it was a serious suggestion, not at that point at least. It might have been the beginnings of repetition. While he mostly dealt with Bruce using the technique, he wasn't the only one who used repetition to wear someone down into agreeing to an action or behavior. He may not have known her well but he knew she was less of a bastard than Bruce, she was more than likely just trying to get a reaction out of him.

Playful, flirtatious even, probably not trying to drink him. Probably. He would have to learn a little more about what being fed off of meant for him before he could really decide if he was into it or not.

"I can promise, my blood and the rest of me is completely healthy, but if you wanted to play doctor later and make sure..." That might have been the worst line he had ever used, which was quite impressive as he had used some terrible lines before. "That was terrible and I'm sorry, but I'll warn you now the more I have to drink the worse that's going to get. You should probably limit me to a few swigs unless you're looking for blackmail."

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-03-25 09:57 am UTC (link)

As soon as the line was out of his mouth she covered her's and giggled. Oh she liked the bad lines. They were her favorite. "I wouldn't dream of using it as blackmail. But I do hope to hear more like that one." It almost felt like some sort of barrier broke. And he'd done it rather than her move had.

She picked up the bottle, and took her first swig from it before placing it back down, and slowly letting what was in her mouth slide down her throat. It tasted just as good as she remembered. Bryn leaned back on her stool and gave him a once over. Why not make him feel a little better?

"What's a nice guy like you doing in a dirty mind like mine?"

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abetterbatman
2021-03-27 06:28 am UTC (link)

"Oh, I'll take the nice," he chuckled, knowing how nice he could be when he wasn't collecting the heads of violent drug dealers in duffel bags. At least that had been for a reason, make the lives of the innocent better. Control crime in a way that Batman couldn't. He wanted it very clear that he was not at all a serial killer, he simply killed multiple people in a similar fashion. It was totally different "And right now I'm stuck trying not to think of anything worse than what I said and failing pretty hard."

He wasn't kidding either. Every line he had heard Roy use when he tried to pick up women was scrolling on a loop in his head and none of them were funnier than they were immature. But as long as she kept looking at him like that he still had a chance and so they were never escaping his lips. He could think of something less likely to get him slapped.

"Dirty mind though, that can't be healthy." He said, taking his turn with the bottle to not only add a dramatic pause but to find the courage to say what had popped into his head. He was nearly distracted by the drink, having to put it down after his swig so he wouldn't take another before she did. "Speaking of healthy, as someone more nocturnal, I bet it's pretty hard getting enough vitamin D. Maybe you should come back to my place and see if I have some I could give you."

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-03-27 11:33 am UTC (link)

By the time he had worked up the nerve for another line she was already giggling, softly with her hand covering her mouth so that she wouldn't miss anything. She hadn't thought that this was where the evening was going to start, but she was glad it did.

When he did get the whole line out she was giggling so hard that she snorted softly. "Oh, that one was perfect. If I wasn't already won over, it would have got me. And if you were serious it would have absolutely had my pants down around my ankles." Bryn didn't mind confessing. "I absolutely love pick-up lines, dirty, corny or just plain wrong, they always seem to make my day."

She picked up the bottle and took another mouthful, swallowing slowly again as she pondered her way through a series of lines. "Could we play Titanic?.." She paused dramatically. "You be the iceberg and I'll go down."

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abetterbatman
2021-03-27 11:02 pm UTC (link)

His brain had threatened to shut off when she mentioned pants and ankles and hadn't needed to elaborate further. As charming as he could be, Jason wasn't usually one for casual hookups and the like. He didn't need it for cover the way Bruce did, and he didn't deal with his feelings through sex the way Dick did. He never had the healthiest relationships, sure, especially as he tended to go for women that were years, if not decades, older than he was. And men, well, there was only ever really one man but he wasn't going to think about that particular red head right then. But he didn't bed hop.

Usually.

"Ooh, if we are going to start getting dark we actually might work our way around to that time I died." He said, waiting for her to put the bottle down before he reached for it. This was better though. Sure, the story would come out eventually if she liked him enough to hang around, but for the moment was enjoying her laugh. That snort had been the most adorable thing he'd heard since arriving in Gehenna. "But I'm good with that. So please, don't ever change. Just get naked."

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-03-28 10:45 am UTC (link)

"I vote we keep it light, and fun, until you're ready to talk about it. I will warn you though, I am Norse, I don't feel the same way about death as a lot of people do. A lot of our battle cries ended up being just the Old Norse word for Death." She touched the bottle, pushing it toward him so that he could have another drink. She knew it was not easy for everyone to talk about death. Her turning, that was different. A different kind of death.

In spite of the course of the conversation, her grin hadn't drooped in the slightest bit. "You know, those pants look really good on you, but they would look better on my bedroom floor." Bryn winked at him. Come on lines were easy. They were light fun. And being that he was so young when he'd first tasted death, she knew it couldn't be an easy subject, not with the person you were talking about it with was right in front of your face.

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abetterbatman
2021-03-28 06:14 pm UTC (link)

"It's not the death that's the rough part." Jason admitted. It was technically true, not that he wanted to get into it right then. His home life, for the brief early years of his childhood when he had one, hadn't been happy but that seemed pretty typical. He was like every other poor kid in the Bowery, so many other boys on his block either died early not so differently from the way he had, the only difference was really the cape and the eventual second chance. "No need to bring the mood down."

Of course he had another drink when she pushed to toward him.

"You know, you're so generous with the drink. Maybe you could share the rest of you too? After all, you’re going to have that body for the rest of your life, I just want to borrow it for a night." He said with a little smirk.

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-03-29 10:01 am UTC (link)

Bryn reached over and placed her hand on his knee. After all, there couldn't be too many people who knew what it was like, from the death standpoint. When he took another drink she leaned back over her seat.

Like the others his come on line made her giggle. That was until her fangs audibly popped down, then the most horrified look crossed her face, right before she slapped her hand over her mouth. It wasn't as if she was hungry, she had fed from Asmodeus, and still felt almost full from that. Her heart still had a steady beat. There was absolutely no urge to feed.

So it was another hunger reared its head. "Sorry."

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abetterbatman
2021-03-30 12:13 am UTC (link)

He wasn't sure what had happened at first. The hand on his knee had been a bit of a distraction, not an unwelcome one as she was stunning and they had pretty decent chemistry. But he had heard a small sound he was sure he had never heard before, and then there was the briefest flash of a change in her mouth before she was quick to cover it.

Had her fangs popped out? Did fangs do that? He really didn't know enough about vampires.

"Like I don't know what it's like to have a part of your body have a mind of it's own. I spent my puberty in tights and spandex. I promise, you're fine." He found himself leaning in a little closer, strangely not as concerned about being bitten as he thought he would be. "Any way I can help at all?"

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-03-30 11:06 am UTC (link)

Bryn relaxed when he leaned closer, showing no fear at all. Her hand lowered from her mouth, and regardless of the 'faux pas' she still wore the smile she'd walked in the door with. Which left her fangs exposed. He did have a point after all. Men of all ages have always had trouble hiding that part of them that had a mind of its own.

"This isn't a sign that I need to feed. I fed from Asmodeus, and right now I have a healthy heartbeat and would be surprised if I didn't have rosy cheeks." There was a hint of a blush that settled along the bridge of her nose. "But other than the obvious, how would you get that bothersome body part under control?" Because she didn't need to think of his hands and that part of his body. Not if she wanted to be able to make her fangs retreat.

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abetterbatman
2021-03-31 03:27 am UTC (link)

"What's wrong with the obvious?" Jason asked, his tone going a little lower, almost conspiratorially. She said it wasn't because she was thirsty and he largely believed her, especially when she had agreed with the comparison to his own anatomy. For the moment it seemed obvious to him where things were going between them, they were trading lines and she was popping her fangs.

Of course, if he was wrong he could never show his face anywhere ever again. He was glad he'd hired Bucky on, he could let him be the face while Jason ran things from the back so it would all be fine. He just hoped he wasn't wrong.

He mirrored the way she'd touched his knee with a light touch to her outer thigh, letting it drift up and come to a stop halfway up. It was almost intimate and it was as far as Jason would go until he had clear answers. "And I'm not against lending you a hand and maybe more, I just want to be sure that if I'm on the menu it's for this and not as a very tall juice box."

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-03-31 09:19 am UTC (link)

"Nothing's wrong with the obvious." It was thoughts of the obvious that wouldn't help her out of her current situation. Or at least thoughts of him using the obvious method, anyway. With that image stuck in her head she probably wouldn't be able to defang for the rest of the night.

Or with the warmth of of his hand on her thigh. She dragged her fangs over her lower lip. "Oh, I promise you wouldn't be a very tall juice box. If I bit you it would be more for enhancement of physical pleasure, more than it would be for me to feed on you. You see, when I bite usually there is a.. Well I've always called it venom, Asmodeus said he would not call it that. Anyway it contains endorphins, dopamine and an anticoagulant. I can counter the anticoagulant simply by using a bit of my blood to heal the wound." Bryn didn't notice it when her tone turned just a touch more lusty, her words became slow, with that gentle drawl to them. "And I don't ever, ever, bite with the flow of a major vein, or artery," her gaze dropped to his thigh. "To keep the venom from making a direct path to the heart."

Her gaze lifted, to meet his. "And I don't feed on people I want to take to bed. Not unless they ask." And boy was she tempted to urge his hand higher. "Now just what did you have in mind to... give me a hand?"

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abetterbatman
2021-04-02 07:15 pm UTC (link)

He met her eyes. There was a hunger there, certainly, and before he knew what she was he likely wouldn't have thought twice about what that could mean. He did think twice now but found himself believing her when she wanted his body and not his blood. Maybe it was just that he wanted her and wanted her to want him that he was willing to overlook what she might do. Maybe he could sense that she was being genuine. He supposed it didn't matter, not when he'd made up his mind about what he was going to do.

That hand did go higher, it was just higher than she was likely expecting.

He brought his hand up to cup her cheek and jaw, the touch light but insistent as he pulled her in a little so he could more easily close what little distance was between them. His lips met hers in a tentative kiss, though he was clearly holding himself back. Given how things had been going it was hard not just to devour her mouth and have her right there on the display counter. Maybe things would get there if she was as willing and wanting as she seemed. He needed to feel more of her out first, make sure he wasn't going to accidentally trigger her other hunger. Though maybe that wouldn't be so bad.

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-04-03 09:27 am UTC (link)

She didn't resist his pull, both the physical or the hormonal. Enough so that she eased off her seat and stepped closer, once their lips met. A soft little purred groan slipped into the kiss. Bryn slipped her hands onto his knees.

By the gods did he feel good, warm and natural... She hoped her own was not to far off, other than the fangs of course. She did her very best not to knick him, because while she liked his taste, the honey mead beneath that was all him. It had been a long, long, time since she'd felt anyone's lips on her own. And yet she didn't have the slightest urge to break from it.

Then she remembered breathing might be an issue, and slowly, very slowly, she parted her lips from his. "It's been over a thousand years since I needed to, but, somewhere in my wonderfully fogged and distracted mind, I remembered you might need to breathe." While she did part her lips, she didn't move away from him.

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abetterbatman
2021-04-04 04:02 am UTC (link)

Breathing? He vaguely remembered how to do that and it did eventually come back to him. He'd just been lost in their kiss. It had been an easy thing to lose himself to, especially when she had responded so beautifully to his every movement. She was sweet too, in a way that was familiar, but also in a way he couldn't entirely place. He'd wanted to go on exploring her lips and soft skin, he'd wanted it enough that it hadn't even occurred to him that he needed to breathe.

"Considerate." Jason said, nearing breathlessness as he wet his lips. He couldn't have been more pleased to still taste her there. "I can be considerate too." He pulled back a little just so their eyes could properly meet and she could see that he was being completely serious. "In a sec, once I catch my breath, I'm going to pick you up and set you down on this counter. Then I'm going to get my mouth on as much of you as you'll let me. If you're not into that or would rather this not happen in the middle of a gun store you should probably say so now."

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-04-04 08:29 am UTC (link)

She couldn't recall the last time she'd been turned into jelly by just words. Well, words and the fire in his eyes. She actually had to close her eyes and take a few deep breaths to quell the fires he set, at least a little. What was equally as marvelous is feeling her body's reaction to those words. She felt her temperature rise, her heart rate pick up, heat pool in her loins... She didn't feel those things with clients, nor had she felt them in a few hundred years.

Bryn slowly opened her eyes, a little sultry smile on her lips. "I hope it doesn't sound bad of me... but being surrounded by weapons might not put me off of feeling your lips roam..." quite the opposite in fact. She solidified that statement by putting her toes to the heel of each boot and pulling them off, one by one. "As long as you don't mind me returning the favor...just probably not on the counter." She was a little height handicapped.

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abetterbatman
2021-04-05 03:33 pm UTC (link)

"We'll find a better spot when the time comes." He was positively beaming at her answer, unexpectedly delighted that she was interested in returning the favor. He never expected much from anyone, especially not his lovers, that way he couldn't be let down if things didn't go the way he hoped. And even he liked a nice surprise every so often, generous lovers really were the best. And maybe it was his other head doing the thinking but he did trust her not to bite him without asking, worrying about it didn't even cross his mind.

In a single fluid motion he scooped her up by her thighs, got up his stool and then set her down on top of the counter. Maybe it would have been kind to give her a moment to catch her bearings but he was a little past that now. His own need for her wanting to show itself as he had been too restrained when he kissed her. His mouth had gone for her throat first, starting just under her ear, practically devouring her skin as his lips moved across her jaw and then down lower to where her neck met her shoulder. His hands hadn't been still either. One may have come up to cradle the opposite side of her head but the other had gone exploring, eventually working up under her shirt.

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-04-06 10:41 am UTC (link)

She had only a moment to admire what lay beneath that red tee, but a moment, while not all she wanted, was enough to give her imagination enough to work with. And then it was as if he'd been chained with that first kiss, only for that chain to break free the moment his lips touched her skin. She had felt wantonness, need... but this was different. And her own fires were stoked by it. Her body flowed freely with the his touch, his lips, his fingers... her flesh craved each stroke. Her heart pounded, chest heaved with each panted breath. That was until his fingers found their way under her shirt, and she sucked in a breath.

Bryn had not remained unattentive beneath such attention: one hand had slid up to cup the back of his head, fingers threading through the short hairs, but not to hold him anywhere. Her neck had shifted as he kissed making sure to give ample room, while her other hand found the front of his shirt. Fingers dragging slowly along the fabric, until his touched her bare skin, then they knotted in the soft cotton. Her legs had parted to welcome him closer, only for her ankles to cross behind him.

The one thought, beyond the feel of him, was that she had wished she'd made a different wardrobe decision. A skirt would have been a better choice. No matter how nice the denim fit her.

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abetterbatman
2021-04-08 05:29 am UTC (link)

A skirt certainly would have been easier, but Jason never minded a challenge when the reward was so very worth while. Bryn was nothing if not utterly worth while. Jason tended to think most people were worth while until they proved otherwise, but there was something incredibly special about Bryn. He would have been happy to explore whatever that was and her all night long.

He had eventually moved his kisses along her throat, hungrily tasting her skin until he repeated what he had done to the other side. Or at least he had tried. His hand had found the knot and his talented fingers untied it quite easily, gently tugging it open. That was when his mouth left her neck and he turned his full attention to getting her bare, or at least as bare as she would allow.

Jason believed in being generous too, of course. As soon as he helped her shrug off that flannel he pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it away. The lazarus pit had essentially given him a clean slate when it came to his skin, so he had no scars from the autopsy that he still mentally saw as always there, but his chest and sides were a mess of old scars and burns he'd gotten since coming back to life. He wondered if they were enough to distract from the fact that Jason was a man who devoted several hours a day to keeping fit. It usually depended on the partner.

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-04-08 10:36 am UTC (link)

There wasn't much underneath the shirt, simple heart shaped silicone pasties. But she didn't stop those eager fingers. In fact as he helped her shrug out of her shirt, she undid the buttons, as there were three of them, of her jeans.

Bryn only stopped there because he pulled off his shirt, and he wasn't the only one that was eager. She sat just a little straighter, as she took in that well carved physique. She did take note of the scars, burns... Her own, just four, clearly darker than the rest of her smooth white skin, where she'd been fatally struck by the arrows. But rather than ask, she reached out and gingerly stroked her finger over one of his scars. Watching his face as she did. She didn't want to cause pain, mental or otherwise, not when she only wanted to show her admiration.

Had she predicted that this was going to be how the evening would go? Absolutely not. She had only hoped for that little zing that she'd somehow felt through the communications. But now... now she would slow time if she could, just to stay in that electrifying moment.

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abetterbatman
2021-04-10 05:11 am UTC (link)

Jason had always been mildly fascinated by silicone pasties. Something about the way they clung to skin and their consistency. It reminded him of bees. Bees were to fat to fly and yet they did. Silicone pasties were similar. They shouldn't have worked but they did. But in that moment with so much of her skin exposed his curiosity was entirely forgotten.

He had better things on his mind, like how lovely and soft her skin was. Enjoying her touch so much he didn't notice she was touching a scar.

As hungry as he had been when he kissed her, it seemed he was more interested in exploring her now. He had slowed down, the kisses and nips across her collarbone more purposeful while his fingers slowly danced over the skin of her side. They eventually came to cup one of her breasts, his thumb running around the edge of one of the pasties. He pulled back a little just so he could meet her eyes, asking for permission without words.

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brynhild_ingouf
2021-04-10 10:19 am UTC (link)

When he didn't flinch at her touch she let her fingers roam farther, guided by the warmth he pulsated with, but not so much that she would get in his way. By the goddess, he was delicious. She might have been nearly as eager as she was. But she would wait her turn. She could be a very patient person.

Bryn could have nodded, she could have simply pulled the pasties off and thrown herself at him. But instead she leaned in and whispered in his ear. "I give you free reign over my body, do with it as you wish." She trusted him. She wasn't sure why, but she didn't question a gut feeling too much.

His fingers and lips were all but melting her. If it weren't important that she stay upright she might have leaned back on the counter. Her heartbeat was quickened beneath his touch, the breath she didn't need feathered over her lip. But she hadn't stayed so close, she wanted to see what he would do with the freedom she gave him.

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