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[major_west]

Morgan love, darling, sweetheart, dearest, my very reason for being--: Somebody here may be Infected. Where are you?


[OOC: SO West thinks there's a threat of Infection... in addition to his flood-love for Morgan. Sooo... just FYI he'll probably start getting a bit violent and crazy :D]

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

Not really, no.

[He thinks for a moment]

If I were taking this too far, I'd kill everybody else on the Barge.

[And the thought HAS crossed his mind]

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[gimmethemap]

[her gaze snaps to his and she shoots back, almost before he's even finished that sentence] And we're never entertaining that notion, do you understand me?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

Why not? It's what I should have done back home. Less people, less chance of one mucking everything up for all.

[He leans his head back against the door and eyes Morgan.]

But I won't do it.

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[gimmethemap]

[She actually punches the wall she's so angry. How long has he been here and he still doesn't get it? Sure, it might be part of the flood, but what if it's not?]

No, Henry, that was the last goddamn thing you should have done! Why do you think you wound up here in the first place?!

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[Oh, she used his name! JOY-- but she's cross. Very, very cross. This isn't... good, right?]

To meet you?

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[gimmethemap]

[A glower] That's very sweet, but no. [She sinks down in the nearest place that she can sit, rubbing one of her temples] You should know better than that by now.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry... I've upset you, haven't I?

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[gimmethemap]

Yes, you have. [She shakes her head.] I'll be fine. [Just disappointed. But it's the flood, she has to tell herself. Surely he won't be this jumpy once they're out of it again.] You're here to get past all those things, Major.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He hesitates, mulling over what she said, then he shakes his head] It was a lot easier to when there wasn't the threat of it happening again.

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[gimmethemap]

There isn't, Major. Not here.

You're telling me that after you died there weren't at least momentary worries that you might have carried it with you too?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He closes his eyes and tries to think-- did any blood get in his mouth, his injuries? Come to think of it, probably] I wasn't-- the Infection from my world consumes you in under a minute, so... no.

But the man said his was different-- that he could be infected and we wouldn't know it yet.

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[gimmethemap]

[She stands and touches his shoulder, the other turns his face toward hers. Above all else she knows she's got to get him past this part, at least, lest he hurts somebody later or worse.]

We have it in hand. You have my word.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't know if that's true, but then it's Morgan saying it, and she wouldn't lie. So, the Major opens his eyes and looks at Morgan]

Alright.

[And then he totally tries to kiss her]

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[gimmethemap]

[She doesn't react in time to get out of the way, though before lips touch something that might have wound up being "oh goddamnit" tried to escape from her throat. For whatever reason, she lets him have it for the moment, but doesn't stay there long before she draws back and puts a step or two between them.]

...Major.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He blinks and looks at her like he's not exactly "all here" at the moment-- which makes sense, since he's basically under a love spell]

Yes?

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[gimmethemap]

[Morgan lets out a slow, calming sigh.]

We shouldn't do that. [She bites her lip.] You'll feel better in a day or two. I promise.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

'Better'? About... the infected man? [Possibly infected, actually, and he does know, inside, that the likelihood of actual infection is extremely low.]

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[gimmethemap]

About -- [she gestures awkwardly between the two of them, a sure sign that she really still doesn't know how to deal with this] -- this.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

...but I don't want to feel 'better' from this. I feel fine.

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[gimmethemap]

You'll change your mind later.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He scowls briefly] Why do you always have to dictate how I feel-- or will feel?

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[gimmethemap]

I don't always -- [She realizes arguing with him isn't going to change anything.] It's a flood, Major. It's going to go away.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't want to believe it.] It doesn't feel like it will.

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[gimmethemap]

I'm sure it doesn't. [frowns] And I care about you -- I do. But I'm not going to do something that'll give you regrets later. It's like taking advantage.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

...the Marquis said that, too.

[His expression sours as he FINALLY realizes that, yes, Virginia, this is a flood.]

.........oh.

I'm gonna... I kinda... want to shag you, but-- yeah. Um. [He scratches his head] I'm gonna go to sleep.