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[personal profile] a_very_distinctive 2016-12-30 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
Eliot had considered taking Steve and Letty both out at once, but given he wants very different things out of each of them at the end of the evening... well, this had seemed like a better option. Which doesn't mean Steve's off the hook for getting dressed up and dragged someplace ritzy, it's just someplace slightly different, and Eliot smirks as he watches Steve working on his tie.

"Clean up nice, Sparky." And he does, definitely. Eliot's not a huge fan of suits, but sometimes they're just the right uniform for the occasion, and he's never going to be able to honestly claim, at least to himself, that the aesthetic doesn't do it for him. For his part, he's already completely ready in a beautifully tailored suit, his tie neatly knotted... and a pair of nicely shined shit-kicking boots visible beneath the break in his slacks. "You need help with that tie, though, cause we do have reservations to make," he teases, warm and relaxed in a way he almost never lets himself be on the barge.
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[personal profile] a_very_distinctive 2017-01-07 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Guess I can save peeling you outa all that for later." Though he does slip past Steve and trail a hand down his spine, then give his ass a squeeze as he heads for the door with a chuckle. He does like the aesthetic of a man in a well tailored suit, but the best part is definitely taking it all off at the end of the night.

He pauses by the door and turns back, not above taking a moment to preen for Steve as he tugs his smooths his jacket down and makes sure his tie is straight. "Just as well." He shrugs ruining the effort with the suit. "Don't mind playin' dress up every so often for a special occasion-" Or a con- "but I'm not a fan of the uniform." Not after his years with Moreau. He doesn't need that reminder. This is different enough, though, that he can shrug that off.
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[personal profile] a_very_distinctive 2017-01-18 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a snowball's chance in hell, Sparky. We've been eating cafeteria food long enough, I'm not missing a chance at the best meal in town just t'get laid." He pauses for just a moment and smirks. "Especially since I know you're a sure thing after," he adds, and winks, stepping aside to tug the door open.

"Think we definitely should, 'cause I'm not missing those reservations and you're just windin' yourself up." And, okay, Eliot's not unaffected, not by a long shot. "You wanna play dress-up sometime once we're back, though," he continues, stepping out into the hall and then pulling the door shut behind them as Steve joins him. "I think I could get behind having another chance t'peel you out of this suit, nice and slow." Which is exactly how he plans to end this evening as well.
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[personal profile] a_very_distinctive 2017-02-14 09:16 am (UTC)(link)
Eliot huffs quietly and rolls his eyes, but it's at least partially to hide the smile at Steve's words. "Yeah, well, this way I don't hafta deal with your dishpan hands for the fun part of the night," he teases. And christ, he's never let himself be this way with a guy in public, it's always been too much risk for too little reward, but he's finding the last year on the barge has seriously eroded his ability to give a fuck, so he doesn't hesitate to add, "And you just go ahead an' play hard t'get, sweetheart, it'll be that much more fun when I got you writhing and squirming on that big, soft bed."

Because, yeah, Steve might not actually be easy, but barring anything pretty catastrophic he's definitely a sure thing. Eliot, for his part, is generally pretty damn easy anyway... and god knows he plans on finding himself at least one good one night stand while he has the chance. But tonight... yeah, he's actually looking forward to dinner with Steve, then bringing him back here afterwards and making really damn good use of that bed.

He shivers at the hand down his spine and the squeeze to his ass, and reaches down to adjust himself as they approach the elevator. And thank fuck these slacks are roomy or he's pretty sure by the time they get to the lobby walking would be pretty uncomfortable... for very good reason, because as soon as the elevator doors slide open and they step in, he crowds Steve up against the wall while the doors slide closed again. Presses in tight and curls a hand around the nape of Steve's neck to pull him down for a searing kiss.

Because fuck it, Eliot's pretty damn sure the absolute best way he can think of to spend this night is winding them both up over a fancy-ass meal until making it back here before they start losing clothes is almost asking too much. "You can hold me t'any damn thing you want tonight, Sparky," he murmurs against Steve's lips.
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[personal profile] callmefives 2017-06-20 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Fives leaves his bucket off for this conversation, even if he's not terribly comfortable with letting the exhaustion and pain etched into his features show. Sometimes it's best to let a man see your eyes, especially when the subject under discussion is potentially sensitive. So his face is bare, dark shadows under his eyes and lines of pain etched into the lines on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes. They make him look older than his 'apparently twenty-four or twenty-five years, far older than his actual thirteen, though there's still something of the boy who'd hung around Tris and Eliot's restaurant on Respite to be found there, even if there's not even a trace of the carefree ease of him.]

Could you tell me where to find Nadayki di'Berinango's body, please?
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[personal profile] callmefives 2017-06-20 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
I was told you'd killed him in retaliation for a murder of his own. But he has no warden and in the recent chaos no one's noticed him missing. I was his last temporary warden, so I feel it's my duty to find his body and ask the Admiral to revive him. [It's all relayed with a flat stoicism that's really no different from Fives' normal demeanor on the barge. Certainly no judgment. He's just tired. Resigned. Frustrated and trying to do what he feels to be his job.] I imagine the Admiral can revive him easily enough without me knowing where his body is, but I'd rather know where he is and be able to be there when he's brought back... if he's even here and wasn't lost to one of the other ships.
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[personal profile] callmefives 2017-06-22 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Fives tips his head a little.] Danny, when I responded to him asking about Nadayki's warden. I was his temporary last month.

[He frowns, brow furrowing a little.] It is. While it's a warden's responsibility to take care of his inmate- [He does tend to default to the masculine in speech out of a lifetime of habit.] if there is no warden it seems unfair to penalize the inmate. Still... I should have noticed. [The fact that he'd been gone when it happened, and then caught up in the confusion isn't an excuse.]

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[personal profile] lifelines 2017-07-26 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen has missed quite a lot while she's been in the throes of her death toll and despite not being quite through with it just yet, she's doing what she can to keep her mind occupied. She must have missed a whole showdown or an argument or something. Nothing is quite clicking and while she might not have thought about jumping in while she's still tolling, or even looking for much in the way of an explanation yet, it's Kol's communication that does it.

That plus the responses she spotted from Steve McGarrett on another broadcast, which she assumes is related to the new one.

She knows he'll likely be by soon enough to check on her and it's that knowledge that keeps her from contacting him to ask that he stop by. If she doesn't see him by the evening, she'll do so, if only to get someone's opinion about all of this and, with any luck, use it as a stepping stone in their relationship.

Whenever he does stop by, she's feeling much more like herself. It hasn't been quite the full week yet, but she's able to at least leave her cabin without feeling as though she's all over with pain. Tomorrow, perhaps, she'll return to work. Today, she can at least open the door to her cabin without looking like she's going to collapse.
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[personal profile] lifelines 2017-07-29 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
A bright smile crosses her face as she spies Steve on the other side of the door. Quickly stepping aside, she motions for him to enter and then shuts the door behind him. Making her way over to the electric kettle on the desk, she motions for him to have a seat by the fireplace, either in one of the chairs or on the couch.

"Let me heat a little more water and we can have a pot of tea." She's already had one pot today, but hadn't had the excuse of getting up to make another. Now she does. "I'd offer for us to go up to the cathedral today, but I think I need one more day of staying down here."

Maybe next time he stops by she'll feel like going up there. Tackling the stairs just doesn't seem like a good idea, for all that she is feeling better.

With the kettle heating up, she settles onto the couch to wait for it to be ready. There's a tea service already on the table and with the cookies Steve has brought, she thinks they'll be set for a while.

"How are you doing?" she asks with just the smallest hint of concern. Something isn't quite right with him and she wonders if it has anything to do with Kol's message or the chaos involving the library.
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[personal profile] lifelines 2017-08-05 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
It being cozy in her office has always been the main reason she's kept the fire going. She likes the sight of it flickering in the room, bringing warmth and the sensation of comfort for as long as it burns. However the Barge works, the fire still feels the same and she won't stop using it for as long as she can. Knowing that Steve also finds it cozy helps.

Her eyebrows arch upwards in mild disbelief at his response. Knowing him as she does, she can tell that there is something bothering him, something he might not want to bother her with. So she decides to press just a little bit more.

"Just fine?" she gently pries, head tilting slightly. "Is that all?"

If he continues to evade her, she supposes she'll let it drop in the hope that eventually he'll come to her with the issue, though she would really prefer to address it now.

"No, I've been good and stayed here so far," she assures him. She's doing better, but still isn't quite as good as she would like. "I may be attempting to do as much as I can from here, but I have not yet left the comfort of my cabin. You can ask Nikola if you don't believe me."

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[personal profile] dann_0 2017-09-07 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
It hadn't been just that one kiss, there had been a few more. As well as being cuddled up on the bed. But ever since Steve got better it had faded away. Danny's stomach is in a knot about that. Had it just been because Steve was death tolling or? Had Steve realized that this is a huge mistake? That he has plenty with Eliot?

He pets the puppy as he thinks about it, he is still next to Steve as they're watching some old movie that he isn't really paying attention to. Eventually, he shifts uncomfortably. "I'm going to get another beer, you want one?" He manages to shift Kekoa off his lap without waking the dog and then stands.

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[personal profile] dann_0 2017-09-07 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Danny's eyes go wide when Steve stands and he places the bottles on the table to reach out and stop Steve from leaving. "No!" The thought of Steve leaving, even just to go back to his cabin or to Eliot's isn't comfortable. Then he lets his hand drop. Eliot's. Of course, Steve would want to go spend time with his boyfriend, even if he was out.

"I mean...if you want to.." He sighs and sits back down, reaching over to pet the dog. He chews on his lip for a moment. "I am sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you. You got Eliot and I'm a warden and you're my boss..." All reasons for why he shouldn't have kissed Steve and yet he doesn't regret it at all, and that makes him feel guilty. "I shouldn't have done it when you were death tolling. I know how shitty that can be."
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[personal profile] dann_0 2017-09-08 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
Danny frowns at Steve's comments about Eliot. He sighs as he thinks about it. It's not just about if they are committed or not, it's that Eliot still doesn't like Danny. But there are more importantthings to talk about right now.

He fights the urge to lean in when Steve sits back down. "But I am, Steve. I've been interested in more for years." Truth be told he had ever since they first started hanging out together, though then it had been purely physical. Now he wanted Steve in his life. Needed him in it. In every aspect of it, not just the sex, though he still wants that too.

"I don't regret kissing you, I regret taking advantage of you being sick. I want you so fucking much Steve. But I can't lose you. I can't fuck up and lose what we have now because what I want doesn't work. There are too many things that could make it not work and if I lose you completely I don't know what to."

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