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Connor (leconnortemple) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Why not him? It was a fair question. And he supposed he had done his share of good for the team. "I don't know. I'm just the brain. The fix-it guy. I'm not the one out there running around shooting up the bad guys and saving the good ones and so on." That much was true, at least, though he was at least being allowed to hold a gun these days. Even if he didn't get to do much with it unless his life was at stake.

"And I'll have you know," Connor began with a sly grin, "that not all of that was 2003. See, now that's going to be your inspiration to live. You have to see Britney's crazy days." She wasn't the only one who could be coy, even if he had no true intention to be. On anyone else, the look he gave her would've been considered forward, maybe even flirtatious. On Connor, it just came off sweet and pretty friendly. "Besides, I'll have you know, Revenge of the Sith happened to be the best of the six! Return of the Jedi was close, don't get me wrong, but really!" Yeah. She'd caught on quickly to his proud geekdom. No worries, Kim, at least he hadn't started World of Warcraft talking. Yet.

Dangerous accident? She'd only fallen over, and not even completely! But then, he hadn't been stalked by Death. Falling over could be grounds for concussions, scrapes that got infected, all sorts of injuries, really. "You're fine," he protested, shaking his head. "Come on, then, and watch your step. Some of the branches and rocks will be sharp on bare feet." Well, socked feet, but it still didn't look pleasant. "Once your feet are cold, you can't get comfortable for anything, really."