IC: Premade conversation with Estelle and Can
Estelle sighed as she walked trough the hall, still in her dress uniform. What had she been saying? Spewing about teamwork when she had just as many prejudices and issues as everyone else. 'Great leader I am.' She thought to herself as she tussled her hair in frustration, as if shaking the pink locks were the key to her settling her thoughts.
Can announced his presense deliberately, in a manner someone from a crowded terran city would never notice, but someone from the sparse belt would; deliberately loud stepping, so that Estelle would notice someone was following her and have the option not to speak to him.
She stopped and turned around, looking at the stranger. "Hello." She said with a nod.
"Hello. Nice to see you again. That sword working out for you?"
"...." She stared at the man closely, looking him up and down before she looked up at him with her emerald eyes. "...why do you ask?"
"Was wondering if you'd recognize me outside of my combat kit." Can smiled at Estelle, meeting their two pairs of emerald eyes. "I guess not." With a quick gesture he pointed to the nametag on his dress uniform "C. Skinter"
Her eyes widened and she rushed forward, wrapping her arms around him. "Can!!"
He wrapped his arms around her in a hug, almost catching her. "Estelle!"
She smiled up at the man as she gently pulled apart. "So... What do you think of me in the dress uniform?"
"It works surprisingly well with the pink..." Can said, his eyes flicking to her hair.
She blushed and then looked down. "I didn't think you'd be here... It's been a while.."
"I didn't know you would be either until I checked the files...Did they really make you a Major?"
"Is that so unbelievable?" She said with her hands on her hips.
"Oh those hips." Was Can's first thought, though he didn't voice it. What he did say was "Just teasing you, Stelle. Congrats on the promotion."
"Thank you, Mr. Skinter." She said in an insincere huff.
"Why'd you wait so long to say hello?"
"Wanted to catch you alone." Can said with a wink.
Her cheeks burned bright as her emerald eyes turned to look away from his. "You just wanted to have me make a scene. 'Oh my savior! Let my tear off my clothes and leap into your arms!' Thing."
"I would have settled for a kiss, but if you insist..." Can said with his usual prankish grin, a hint of blushing in his cheeks
"Oh.." She blushed and kissed his cheek. "There you go, a kiss for a hero."
"...Well that just actually happened didn't it?"
"Pretty much." She said with a laugh and then held her hand. "That'll be five bucks."
Can, the smooth man he is, instead took Estelle's hand in his and did a bit of twisting to get them to be standing next to each
other, holding hands
"You know, for someone I haven't seen in a while, you're pretty bold." She said as she blushed wildly.
"Well, maybe I am. We probably shouldn't be flirting in the corridors or anything, anyway. We're sensible officers on a ship that, far as I can see, is full of madmen. Should probably put up a good example?"
"Flirting?! I kissed the person that saved my life cheek!" She said with a blush.
"I was the one flirting, I guess." Can said, blushing a bit in return.
"Yes you were." She said with a blush, putting her hands on her hips again.
"I hope you don't mind...?"
"No... It's alright."
"So, you have a department, right? Flight commander?"
"And Auxiliary officer." She said proudly, jutting her chest out.
"Very nice. Big job, that. I'm Security Chief, Teleporter officer, and Boarding Commander. Which all boils down to being the first
person shot when things go bad."
"Oh... Well, I guess you've always been one to put yourself in such situations anyway."
"What do you mean? It's not like I take command of forces I have no legal right to order, lead them against mankind's worst invasion in history, and violate protocol by personally leading a mission to rescue a distressed pilot from the sahara desert."
"I meant it suits you.. Always being in danger." She said with determination.
"Oh. Well, it is sort of in the job description and all...thanks. I think." Can seemed entirely unsure whether this ought to be a compliment or not.
"It is... But be careful." She said as she squeezed his hand tightly.
Can squeezed her hand back, seeming to pause before saying "I will..."
"You better." She said sternly, poking him in the chest.
"Alright, I will. Now I'm gonna go change into something I can actually breathe in. Glad you're onboard." Can said; though he'd said he was leaving, he hadn't yet let go of her hand...
She looked up at him and then down at her hand. "Are you planning on taking me with you?"
"...Not yet." Can said, grinning again and letting go, heading down the hall with a spring in his step.
She watched him go down the hall and shook her head before walking toward her room. What an odd person.
Can paused for one look back towards her before he headed around a corner, giving a slight sigh.
But... Something about him had always made her blush. Maybe it was because he had saved her life or maybe it was his demeanor and appearance...