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Illyana Nicolievna Rasputina (ex_darkchyld899) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"Neither do you," she said, offering a smile. "Have to apologize all the time, I mean." It was funny, him telling her not to apologize right after he did it himself. It was something her Sam would do, or Dani, or Rahne. Definitely Rahne. Or...Doug. Definitely Doug.

She helped haul Andy to his feet, glad that this place hadn't sapped all her strength yet. She had to start doing something to keep herself fit, or else she'd lose her fighting skills, and that would definitely be a bad thing in a place like this. She was going soft. She scowled as he mentioned the wet bikini. "Probably not a good idea, no," she admitted. "As long as the pack's unopened, that's not too weird. I guess we can go and see." She walked back around to the side where she'd left her jeans and tank top. "Commando in the meantime, oh what fun. Just give me a sec, okay?"

She slipped behind the lockers and pulled her tank top on over her slightly damp bikini top. That, she could deal with. It was the bottoms that were the problem. Off the came, and got tucked into her pocket for the time-being. She pulled on her jeans as quickly as she could, grimacing at the scraping of fabric against sensitive skin. Sliding into her sandals, she walked back around to meet up with Andy. "Fingers crossed," she said, grinning.