Gaz Membrane will destroy you. (gameslave2) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2014-02-01 23:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, gaz membrane, kitty pryde (shadowcat) |
Who: Gaz Membrane and Kitty Pryde.
What: BFFs reuniting.
When: 1/30.
Where: Kitty's place.
Rating/Warnings: PG-13.
Status: Complete!
To Kitty, Gaz was from a very specific set of fond memories, which dredged up other memories (and the chat with Alyssa’s guy hadn’t helped with dredging up old memories). Despite that she was ecstatic to see her. She didn’t have many friends who shared some of the interests that she and Gaz shared and besides, she couldn’t wait to see Gaz happy. Happy in a way that only Gaz would ever display, but still happy.
She practically tackled the woman.
Gaz was grinning. For most people it would’ve just looked like a smile, but on Gaz, it was as broad as she’d ever smiled. Lifting up Kitty, Gaz wrapped supernaturally strong arms around her. “Hey, Kate. I’m glad you’re still here. I missed you.”
It was pretty brilliant and buoyed Kitty’s mood. “Hey! It’s harder to get rid of me than you’d think.” She grunted at the squeezing but didn’t protest. “How was Paris? You should have called me, I could’ve been there in like five minutes, tops!”
“We didn’t really plan it,” Gaz beamed. She reached out to show Kitty the ring that Erik had given her. “We just sort of invited random people to have food in the Catacombs with us.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine, excuse accepted.” She took Gaz’s hand and looked at the ring. “Oh. That’s just gorgeous, Gaz!” She wondered if her friend wriggled her finger and watched it sparkle when alone, but didn’t want to get stabbed for asking.
“He knows what I like,” Gaz beamed. For a second, she almost looked happy. “What have you been up to while I’ve been gone? I worried about you.”
“Had one relationship crash and burn, fought some aliens, got into a few street fights, hacked some things. You know, the usual.” She flashed a grin at Gaz.
Gaz blinked. “Yeah, that’s about right for you. Any big monsters?”
“Nothing since Las Vegas.”
That made the girl with the blue-purple hair nod. She hadn’t been around for that, but she’d heard about it. “Thought that sounded sketchy as fuck.”
“You have no idea. You played Mass Effect right? A motherfucking Reaper dropped down. I fought alongside Shepard.” Kitty shuddered. “The whole thing was terrifying. The games don’t even compare to what real husks and banshees are like.”
Gaz’s dark blue eyes went wide. “I missed that? Fuuuuuck.” She pouted, wishing she’d had the chance to do that. “I kind of hope it happens again.”
“Fuck that!” Kitty tugged at her own hair. “Tens of thousands died. Definitely never want to see that again. But I can introduce you to Shep. I’ve worked with her on some things before, too.”
“Seriously? Is she cool?” Gaz didn’t want to admit that she had heroes.
Kitty's lips turned up and she leaned against her friend. "Friendly, the kind of person who'd joke with you or tease you if she likes you. Gay as the day is long, she was totally with Liara in her dreams. Really kicks ass in combat too."
“Well, yeah, she’s gay. I had her have sex with all the ladies on that ship. And Garrus. He was the only guy I liked her with,” Gaz shrugged. “What about you? Do you have a lady? How’s Lockheed? I missed that guy too.”
“Lockheed has been distressingly quiet for months. I think he’s continually sulking about everything.” Kitty laughed. “And I’ve got a lady. A couple ladies, but only one is a lady lady. HernameisuhRikku... The other is my best friend from my dreams.” Kitty eyedarted.
Gaz blinked. “That makes... an alarming amount of sense, actually. Is she still all perky? Does she do that fucking dog paddle thing with her hands when she gets excited?”
Kitty’s smile was enough to give that away. “Adorably perky. And she does, sort of. It’s not as pronounced but she’s very flaily. And a fucking genius. And unbelievably sexy when she wants to be.” It was really hard to keep her hands off Rikku when they were alone.
That made the purple haired woman hold up her hands to her ears. “No no no no, do not want, la la la she was like fifteen in the first game, nope.”
Kitty laughed. “She’s nineteen!. And the first game showed her ass off every chance it got. That’s not a good enough excuse.”
“I don’t want to know about your sex life,” Gaz laughed. It was a deep alto chuckle, but that still counted as a laugh.
“It’s good and I’ll leave it at that. Are you guys still in the honeymoon stage? Does he make your heart go all pitter-patter?” Kitty batted her eyes at Gaz.
“My heart beats. It doesn’t pitter-patter,” Gaz deadpanned. It was honest, but it was fondly said. “Why, does yours? That’s tachycardia, you should get it looked at.”
Kitty thwapped Gaz on the shoulder. “You know what I mean you big dark dork.”
“I guess? I mean, I love him.” Yes. Gaz’s heart did what Kitty thought it did, but Gaz wasn’t about to admit that in front of anyone but Erik himself. Period.
Kitty smirked, secure in the knowledge that Gaz was madly in love and just wouldn’t admit how much. “Lets game.”
“Yeah? What do you want to play?” Gaz smiled, glad that they were off of the topic of love.
Kitty waggled her eyebrows. “How about some Injustice.”
“You’re gonna lose, Kate,” Gaz grinned. It was good being home.