Montgomery Scott is a miracle worker (warp_speed) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-04-26 01:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, gaila, kitty pryde (shadowcat), montgomery scott |
"Can't you tell when I'm trolling you?"
Who: Gaila, Kitty, Scotty
What: Kitty and Scotty's hate is so real. Gaila is high as a kite. Scotty fights off da urge to facepalm. Ker~yeah!
When: Today, after this
Where: Kitty's apt., Mad Monty's
Rating: PG13, for language, drugs and druggish effects on Gailas
Status: Complete
Gaila's ringtone rang on scotty's phone. It almost sounded reluctant.
How could the ringtone sound reluctant? Scotty reached over, picked up the phone, thumbed the screen to answer the call, and held it against his face while trying to keep a finger on where he was going to mark on a piece of metal.
"...'lo, vice-president Scott, here. If yer Gaila or Kirk, yer fired. Retroactively. All other individuals can inquire about club membership," he droned on, like he was somewhat bored.
"I'm probably banned for life," Kitty said, good naturedly. "Don't hang up...Gaila..GAILA! Shit hold on the record ran out." She dropped the phone on the couch and rushed off. Soon, the sounds of The Who could be heard, and then Kitty returned, "Look, your girlfriend is high as a kite, I had nothing to do with it, can you come get her before my new roommate's ten year old siblings show up and get an eyeful of epic naked tits? I have her distracted with music. For now." Dun dun dun.
"If this is that twit, I'll have you know that I've blocked you again as well. And I cannae possibly dae this gesture any harder in yer general direction." Because, by then, he had deemed it totally acceptable to flip off the phone. "I dinnae have a car, and if she's drunk then call a cabbie tae pick her up and bring her back here. I'll pay. Now get off me girlfriend's phone, you obnoxious arse."
And Scotty, not knowing better, hung up. Because he? Thinks the girlfriend is drunk. And that's not exactly new infos, even if she doesn't hold her liquor as well as he does. A cab would do the trick. He was, after all, letting her have her own space and supposed to trust her enough to go out and do the things she wanted to go do, without making an ass out of herself or doing Incredibly Bad Things(tm).
In other words? He has noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo idea what she's been up to. And he simply did not like Kitty, with the sort of hate generated by galaxies colliding or a thousand suns imploding. That is all.
Kitty stared at the phone, "Asshole." The kind of asshole that turned women gay, she swore to god. Then she rang him back up, "Dude. I don't have your address and its not on her phone, how the fuck am I supposed to direct the cabbie." Duh?
That feeling was mutual, because if she was the last woman on Earth and the planet was populated with men? Scotty would have absolutely no problems switching teams and batting for them.
He picked up the phone and listened, before sounding exasperated, "Arenae you the astoundingly bright elitist smart arse, that was dredging up people's photos of their tits on the bloody internet? Use yer magical powers of hacking. Otherwise, it's..." He prattled off the address. "...and ye can still get bent."
And there he goes, hanging up, though he was vaguely wondering why Gaila was even over there or HOW she got there. If she was listening to music though, it was a safe bet she was probably just wanting to hang out and not be around him. Or that's what he's going to keep telling himself right now.
"I only use my powers for good, you evil hack." She managed to retort, before he hung up. Fuck. She regretted ever apologizing to him. God forbid he react civilly when she tried to be civil. No, he had to shoot his mouth off and be insulting and dickish. She grew angrier the more she thought about it.
Before she called the cab, however, there came the question of getting that dress back onto Gaila while still maintaining her own clothed state. She flipped the record around and stalked Gaila as the woman pranced about.
Oh no, it was war. It was like...if they were coworkers, they'd probably only barely tolerate each other. And then if one of them retired due to injury or lost a limb or had a liver explode...et cetera...they'd be all 'oh that's too bad' and inwardly go \o/ ‘yay!’ - because they didn't have to be plagued by each other anymore. Sort of like those people that - on contact - one simply feels no affinity for, whatsoever. So further contact with them was like being rubbed in rock salt, wrapped in barbed wire, and beaten with a splintery stick over and over again. Ultimately kind of painful.
As for powers of good? He didn't think announcing to the whole bloody world with finger pointing people in particular on the valar net (and he didn't care who they were, what they did was their own business) was using one's powers 'for good.' In his mind, one could make a point without having to name names. Like Geoff. And thus, he kind of didn't forget people who rubbed him wrong by pointing out the foibles of his loved ones. He was loyal to a fault, with a temper to match, and didn't forget things easily when ye auld temper was in a flare up. Sure, she'd said she was sorry and he might have grudgingly apologized too, but keeping on bringing up using powers for good and trying to make a point of justifying it, simply rubbed him the wrong way even more.
Even more so, he was also thoroughly convinced that whomever Gaila wanted to hang out with, was her business. As long as they were in a serious relationship, he shouldn't have to worry about anything out of sorts, right? Right. So if there's a problem, then Miss Pissy Pants can call back and let him know.
He was back to doing measurements, since everything had to be so exact, that it required double and triple checking.
Kitty had one reaction to Scotty's grudge, and that was 'get over it, dude.' She would have liked him if he hadn't lost his shit on her. She worried a bit about Gaila, but if the woman liked assholes, as long as the asshole wasn't a physical one, there wasn't much Kitty could do. And by all accounts Gaila seemed happy, so she felt there wasn't anything she should do.
Even if she didn't understand the attraction.
It took some cajoling, and letting Gaila pet her hair, but eventually she got the woman dressed, and into a cab. Then she had to get her robe and sheets washed.if anyone was going to get them dirty and sweaty she knew who she wanted
He's not an asshole to anyone else in real life unless they abuse machinery, only jokingly so on the internet, and sometimes seriously so if someone deserved a few gifs thrown their way because they needed a good pestering or to put things in perspective. Or for lulz. So it was only to her, outright, and if she thought about why, then maybe it would make sense (see above). Otherwise, he isn't wasting too much thought on her, in general. In fact, other than the briefest of confrontations and feeling rather grawrr when faced with the girl, he didn't waste any other thought on her, at all.
Furthermore, he couldn't imagine living under the same roof with someone who had the blatant need to always think they were right. So 'don't go there' probably could've applied to her first post, as he simply thought that was a line even he wouldn't have crossed over.
So - if he knew what she was thinking - he'd say that she could take her little diatribe about their relationship and cram it right up her arse. Because the only thing that mattered really was that he liked Gaila, he did not treat her like shit, he got stomped on more often by girls than he cared to ever relay, and to hell with her not understanding the attraction. Because she probably doesn't bend that way anyway.
Workedy work work goes Scotty. Trolololol.
Kitty would repeat, dude get over it. Its not worth the stress. She doesn't always think she's right you sheep fucker.
The cab pulled up, and Gaila stumbled out, "I love this cab!" The seats were soft and warm! They were more awesome than Kitty's hair! Or her robe! She didn't want to leave the cab, and so turned around to crawl back in and rub against them.
Shhh. Stop popping up then, because it makes his blood pressure spike. He was better off when he was convinced she didn't exist and sleeping dogs could lie on their comfy beds of forgetingness. And also stop saying things over the phone like you did it 'for the greater good', you annoying twat. Look! Was kind and refrained from using the C word! Best appreciate, since that's as civil as it's gonna get.
He heard Gaila's voice and stopped what he was doing to lean out of a garage door and watch her...proceed to rub herself all over the back seat of the cab. Okay, enough of that. She was seriously intoxicated or something, so he went over and helped guiiiiiiiide her out of the cab, after paying the driver.
"Aye, of course, ye love the cab but ye cannae keep it. You were gone quite a while. Did ye have fun?" He wasn't even sure people still had raves anymore, only clubbing, but whatever one wanted to call it, was up to them.It was a joke you git, are you humor impaired?
"Scotty! I looove you....!" She started to rub herself against him, "Oh god you feel good!"He doesn't accept jokes from her IP address. Sorry. You have been humor blocked. Try again la---nevermind, don't try again.
"How much did you have tae drink?" he wondered aloud while trying not to get barreled over by Miss Rubby, there. He was sort of surprised she hadn't climbed up on top of him. "I mean, aye, I love you tae, but...are you all right?"
"No drinky." She nuzzled at his jaw, then nibbled at his ear. He smelled soo nice and hey he's a guy and he's HER guy so he was safe. Even if trolling Kitty had been fun. And okay it felt good but she wouldn't have gone all the way. She purred in his ear.
He started to smile but still was shrugging his shoulders up a bit and cringing away, since he knew that she was messed up and didn't want to take advantage, when she was intoxicated like that.
"What's wrong with ye then, if no drinky...did...oh, Gaila, ye didnae take anything else, did you?" He gave her a staring at, out of the corners of his eyes, followed by a hint of a wince. "What'd ye get intae?"
"Nooothing." She dug her nails into his chest and started to push him towards a work bench, growling, "I've been horny all night."
The look Scotty was giving her was like he did not believe her, nope. That, and he was about to point out, knowingly, while being pushed, "Gaila? Lovey? Yer horny all of the time."
"Extra horny. Everything feels so awesome!" Oh..oh!! She rubbed against the rocket!
"Och....what the hell," he said under his breath, while watching her. Then it was a case of him trying to coax her off the missile casing, so she didn't somehow hurt herself. "Gaila, come doon, just...get aff there, would you? C’mon, ye can rub yerself on the floor upstairs, it'll feel great."
And cue Gaila riding the rocket.
And cue Scotty facepalming. Because she? Is not drunk. And he may need some advice at some point, if this keeps up.
She giggled, and slid off it, wrapping her arms around him, "Mm baby. Can't you tell when I'm trolling you?"
"I dinnae know, but something tells me that ye are'nae trolling me like you normally do."
"Mm..maybe." She nuzzled him, "I loove you."
"Well I love you tae," he confessed with the greatest of ease, one arm encircling her waist. "Did you take something or not, because I know you havenae had a few tae many. I can tell."
"I'm flying baby." She smootched his cheek and danced out of his reach, seemingly unable to keep still. She danced upstairs and started rooting around for some music.
Okaaaaaaaaay. So calling for help might be good? Maybe McCoy would know what to do.
Gaila wasn't ODing or anything, though she'd taken a bit more than usual. She bounced around to the music, stripping as she went!
Having no previous experience with this sort of thing, other than maybe some college buddies who'd gotten into all sorts of interesting chemicals and then came back in the morning, all out of their heads? Scotty’s natural inclination was always to consult a users manual and troubleshoot. Whatever was appropriate to fix it or help make it better, and he was no expert in situations like these. So since it was not something he could fix in a mechanical sense? It was a doctor or expert in things chemical, that was needed. Either that, or seeing if Kirk knew what to do, because he sure as hell didn't.
Boo, McCoy's number was going straight to voicemail. No go.
"Scotty! Get up here and get naked!"
She stood at the top of the stairs, hands on hips, "I want you before the awesome wears off!"
"Umm...maybe ye can simply rub yerself....try the countertops. Aye, dae that..." He made a face at the phone like DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW, PLS HELP. The phone simply laid there in his hand, ineffective and not at all helpful.
She came down the stairs, "Baby, sex on this is awesome and I've been wanting to experience this with you aaaall day!"
"...all right, ye know I love you, aye?"
He smiled and nodded like she should smile and nod along with him. Going to keep doing that, maybe? Give it a try? Yes?
"Mmm? If you're gonna kill me can we have sex first?"
"Why the hell would I kill you?" he asked, aghast she'd even think that. "I was goin' tae ask, sex on what precisely?"
"Oh." She reached into her purse and pulled out the tablets Kitty hadn't thrown away, "Just some E. Try some!"
"Nae, I dinnae think I want that. Thanks for the offer?"
He was staring at her like she was off her freakin' rocker.
She rolled her eyes, tossing the pills back in her purse, "Whatev." She sauntered over to the bed and crawled in OMGTHEPILLOWS.
"Whatev, riiiiiiiiight." Scotty rolled his eyes, not sure how he put up with this sort of thing, but putting up with it, anyway. He did go right for her purse, albeit discreetly and at his normal pace, not in a rush at all. He reached in, grabbed the tablets, marched into the bathroom and she can just listen to the sound of the toilet flushing, and pretend it was him making a visit to the lil' boys room. Bwahahaha.
Gaila sat up, "Hey! Those aren't cheap! Ass..." She crawled out of bed and pulled on a pair of comfy jeans and a soft shirt. Which distracted her for a minute or so, before she headed for the stairs.
"Where are you goin' now?" he asked, innocently, not making any mention of flushing anything that she probably didn't need to be taking in the first place, because she was frisky enough as it was. He started to follow her, because the whole situation was making him very wary, and he was still unsure if he should call for help or not. Damn, why did situations like these not come with some sort of technical manual he could memorize for fixes on the fly?
"Gonna call a cab and go back out, duh. You're being boring. I need to work this energy off somehow!"
Wince. That was great. Thanks, girlfriend type person.
"I'm not a puppet. I'm not here tae tapdance for yer entertainment and behave the way you want, Gaila. Anyway. I didnae know if it's such a great idea tae go out like that, really. C’mon. Let's just go upstairs and then ye can...rub on me or whatever ye want tae do."
Did he sound into it? Probably not, no. But if it keeps her from going off and doing hell knows what else, then it was a necessary sacrifice.
Because he imagined she'd probably go do other worse things.
"But you're not into it!" She turned shook her head, "Eh I don't feel like going out."
Scotty closed his eyes very slowly, drew in a cleansing deep breath, and gradually - slow as a sloth - he held up both hands like 'lord, have mercy.'
"Want tae play Twister?" There, that'd keep her busy. He didn't have the actual game, but they had an extra bed sheet and there were some sharpie pens in different colors. Maybe that'd keep her occupied. Ah ha! Ingenuity!
She squinted, "Naked?"
Scotty just shrugged like if she wanted that, then he supposes so?
Gaila waved a hand at him, "I'm going to the Maid."
His eyes widened significantly. "Are ye sure that's a good idea....?"
He was thinking maybe it wasn't. Probably. Possibly. Maybe.
He didn't know, anymore.
Oh it was probably a terrible idea. He really should stop her, "It's a good idea!"
Well he didn't want to say no when she had been so insistent before about the whole 'need to do my own things' and stuff, so he's kind of looking a wee bit torn.
"I think it's a rotten idea," he finally suggested, hoping she'd listen and attempting to appease her. "Let's just go upstairs and you can do whatever you'd like."
Gaila shrugged, "Kay, sounds good!" She wrapped an arm around his arm and nuzzled him.
Phew! Scotty looked relieved (even if his face was pretty :| cuz hi? Gaila = a handful!) and led her up the steps, where he could hopefully keep her out of trouble.
If by out of trouble he means she drags him into bed to cuddle and hold and say she looooves him.
Aww well that's actually very sweet, so that? He can totally live with and happily give her cuddles and hold and say he loves her back.
She's still a handful to deal with, though!