Mainland Side of the Causeway, Saturday Noon

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It was possible Ezra was still a little drunk from last night.

It was absolute fact, however, that he had somehow managed to lose his shirt over the course of the night, because he was currently traipsing towards the causeway with brief flashes of the still slightly tanned skin of his stomach showing from underneath his jacket. He had also gained a scarf from somewhere. It was silk and had bright flowers on it. It was definitely not one of his. Except now it was.

He stopped and gazed towards the island, swaying in place a little bit, squinting at the silhouette of the school through his sunglasses, which sat a little crookedly on his nose. He sighed. This was good.

Except for the stupid walk back to the island, of course.

[ooc: NFB due to technically being off the island, but open!]

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"Well I promise that person isn't gonna be me, so you don't have to worry about any kind of dangerous biting on my behalf," Kathy promised, still laughing. "He didn't kiss and tell or anything, but there was plenty of non-verbal preening and grinning to make sure I got the point that you were, y'know, pretty good."

Sorry, that joke needed to be made. Or said the smirk Kathy was wearing at that moment.

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If she wanted him to still pay attention to what she was currently saying, perhaps she shouldn't have opened with that one thing.

"Hold on, does that mean other kinds of biting might happen?"

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"I--" Kathy was blushing. Again. Still. Whatever. With Ezra, who even knew anymore? "I don't know. Maybe? I don't think I'd be opposed. I mean, within limits."

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"Within limits like what?"

He had to ask. He was big on respecing people's limits, as much as he might not have seemed that way.

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"Hard to say for sure," Kathy admitted. "I've kissed people. That's it. I think kissing you with my leg wrapped around you might count as the furthest I've ever gone with anyone. So..." She spread her hands. "There you have it, I guess. I'm still trying to figure out where my limits are, because I've never done anything to brush up against them."

She coughed again. "But I'll admit you've got me...curious."

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"I have that effect on people." Often. His smile had slightly less of a smirk to it, this time. It was still warm. "Any time you want to try brushing up against your limits – and other things – just let me know. I will make myself available."

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Kathy's smile was shy, but warm. "I'll keep that in mind," she said. "You can call me, too? I'm not--not sure I've got the cojones to call you up for some kind of..."

Nope. She couldn't say booty call. Could not.

"...rendezvous."

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"Well it doesn't specifically have to be a rendezvous -" And what an adorable choice of term that was! "- unless you want it to. You can also show up at my room to just hang out. No expectations and no pressure."

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"I'd like that, too," Kathy said. "And this is the second time we've talked and you've made sure to mention that you don't want to pressure me. I really like that about you, Ezra."

Not just that he wouldn't do it, but that he was cognizant that it was something to watch out for, too.

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Ezra bowed, because he could. "Thank you. I just don't want to force anyone into anything."

His mother had raised him well. Being forced to work for the Coterie did something too, probably.

"Not when it's supposed to be fun for everyone."

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"Well, self-awareness is really cool," Kathy said. "And, umm, kinda hot, so keep doing what you're doing and all."

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"Always."

He nodded.

"But don't tell anyone I'm secretly a gentleman. It might damage my reputation as a dangerous and lecherous individual."

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"It'll be our secret," Kathy said, lips twitching in a grin. "I'd hate to ruin that badass rep you've got going on."

And speaking of secrets... "What you can do," she started. "Is that also a secret? I don't want to say anything I'm not supposed to."

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Ezra paused to consider. "I have a feeling it won't be something I absolutely have to keep a secret here," he mused, "but I'd still prefer it if you didn't shout it from the rooftops you spend so much time on."

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"Good thing I'm usually too busy tying people up and generally saving the day when I'm up there," she said. "Otherwise it might be a difficult promise to keep."

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"I know, people often feel the need to advertise how fabulous I am," Ezra replied, nodding. "But if you're too busy, good."

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"It must be such a burden for you," Kathy said dryly. "However do you cope?"