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Didn't really have time for pleasure back then.

[she didn't, anyway. not and maintain her place on the board. Not and keep up what she thought had been necessary to succeed, for the team to succeed, for the Project. And they all knew how that has turned out..

She shrugs one shoulder, turning the hand he let go so that fingers are outstretched and palm upturned.]

But. Here? Maybe there'll be more time.

All the time in th' world.

[ At least, it's nice to think so right now. ]

Yup! [until someone disappears, anyway, ahem.]

[Her mouth parts, only to be interrupted by a deep GONG echoing through the city, the first stroke of midnight chiming away from the very center of the Dome itself rather than the fancier raves of District 1. She turns, tottering slightly (not that she would ever lose her balance), one hand reaching for the convenience of North to steady herself.]

Huh! That time already. And we haven't gotten you home yet.

[ He clutches at her, all the better to prevent her falling. ]

's all right, 'm enjoying the company here better than I would there.

[there's a huff of laughter under her breath as he catches her arm, letting herself stagger into him because he was solid AND wobbly, yet didn't seem to mind her doing so.]

Is it really that bad there? [she looks up, smiling] Not that I don' 'preciate the compliment.

Doesn't matter.

[ The gong has continued to sound and, feeling emboldened by her leaning on him, he steadies her with his other hand. As steady as he could manage to be anyway. ]

Hey.

[ His tone has gone kind of low, because the idea is occurring to him as the words leave his mouth, unplanned. ]

You want an introduction to that whole kissing tradition?

[ Unplanned question gets an unfeigned blink, before Carolina cocks her head at him, still amused. Not really believing it, as the clock strikes echo around them. ]

I guess that depends on who's asking. [Her free hand rests, palm flat, against his chest. For balance, of course. Unconsciously, her voice lowers too, a little husky to go with the teasing.] The gentleman? Or the sneaky agent?

[ A slight smirk appears on his face. ]

Does it?

[ He scans her face for a moment before going in for the kiss. ]

[ Whatever answer she might have offered is swallowed by North, lips catching hers and bringing the chance to talk further to a halt. Her surprise shivers through her, breath caught, before her mouth parted a little, all the better to receive the kiss and give back in return.

Other people and other places are set aside, lost in the ringing of the midnight bell. All a distant, drunken memory to worry about later.]

[ He's a lot taller than her and he stoops a little further for more contact, responding to her acceptance of the kiss with a little push of his lips against hers. Their positioning is otherwise a bit awkward and he lets go of her arm so he can draw the arm around her. ]

[ he let's go of her arm and that's just fine, Carolina aware of the awkwardness holding it like that caused. She tips her head back, a little more to one side to accommodate while he wraps his other arm around her. At some point though, there 'a a little bit of give, and she pulls back, just enough to break the kiss. There's a short gasp or three, before she smiles against his mouth.]

Oh, I see. Sneaky gentleman it is.

[ but the clock hasn't finished striking 12, meaning there's still time to 'practice tradition'. Sliding her hands up, arms move to drape up and over his shoulders. Perhaps link behind his neck - or be open to, if North needed to change up positions somehow to make things more comfortable. ]

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[ A perfect combination if he ever knew one. He smirks and lets her shift position, carefully balancing his weight to avoid the two of them toppling, before bending his head to renew the kiss. ]

[ it is a very nice kiss, even if they are both a little blurry at the edges and her hands curl a little into his shirt, against his jacket. Sometimes asking will get you results, ones that last the countdown and seem undeterred by the fireworks going off overhead. She lets herself enjoy this, enjoy the company she's with - running into North tonight was certainly one of the luckier things to happen lately.]

[ All good things must come to an end and eventually he's left breathless by the length and intensity of the kiss. He straightens partway and licks his lips, the taste of her still lingering. ]

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year, Andrew.

[ It's certainly a far better way to kick off a new year than many she's had, and there's a soft hum of approval in her throat when he pulls away, the alcohol in their veins no doubt having aided and abetted the intensity. There's an unconscious mimic of his actions as she runs her tongue along her upper lip. ]

Mmm. Definitely could have settled a few bets with that 'tradition'.

[ He trails his arm from her shoulders to her waist before letting it drop. ]

You'll have to tell me about these bets.

[ He'd had no idea his love life was of such interest during the Project. ]

[ Her hands trail rather reluctantly down his shoulders as he pulls back and let's go, briefly smoothing the fabric down the front of his chest before hands drop away entirely. She's very tactile when comfortable in someone's presence, not that she's had any reason to be in a long, long time. ]

We were all subjects of gossip and bets, you know. Four-Seven-Niner May or may not have mentioned some speculations from time to time. [she had been in charge of most of the betting pools]

Well...I know that was true of everyone else.

[ He just didn't what was of so much interest about him since he'd never had a relationship during that time. ]

So what'd she speculate about me?

[an impish smile] Apparently you were voted finest ass aboard the Mother of Invention. Does that count?

[ He chuckles with a shake of his head. ]

No one was chasing it though. What's that about?

Well, you were a Freelancer.

[not like they had much time for that. She elbows him lightly, lingering in his personal space a moment longer than necessary before she starts walking again]

And there was South to deal with, too.

[ He scoffs out a laugh, putting out his hand and catching her in the side for an instant. ]

I bet some people got dirty looks over that, anyway.

[ she lets his hand linger, careful not to lean too much into it]

It could be amusing to hear about.

Though I don't think South would approve of you kissing me.

[ such a good thing he doesn't kiss and tell, isn't it?]

[ He chuckles. He takes her continued contact as a sign that she feels she needs it to remain balanced and he sets a hand lightly on the small of her back. ]

Don't know why you'd think that.

[ The crack of a volley of fireworks sounds through the street and he looks up. He has to fairly shout to be heard over it. ]

Looks like the finale.

[ Well, she was thinking more of his balance, what with all that earlier wobbling around. But she won't object to it remaining there. ]

So I'd be wrong about that?

[ She does look up as well, alert at once in spite of the night out, before relaxing at the brightly lit flashes filling the sky. ]

[equally loud] Seems like! It's a surprisingly good view from here!

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