rational madness

  “I can assure you I did not say that and I did not threaten that man, that is absurd! why would I even start a mess like this?”

     Her snarky attitude is something that brings a smirk to his own lips. He missed this kind of banter that he can only gain from her. It’s the look that makes him freeze as he watches her slowly eat the fruit. He doesn’t even try to hide in staring at her. Even with her being gone, she still knows how to rile him up. He clears his throat as he looks away and he pushes away the empty little box of raspberries. Listen to him? He side eyes her but he’s interested now. There was no set topper as they liked to give difficulties but he did enjoy being in charge… He leans over, catching her chin in his hand and licked off a bit of sauce from the corner of her mouth. Doing her work for this long and his own? Surely he deserved some kind of reward.

                                 ‘ —– I did do almost all your paperwork and mine… surely that counts as being good while you were away. I wouldn’t mind getting a reward. ‘

    That’s more like it, she thinks; more like Levi she always knew. It brings a grin to her face, and a whole bunch of ideas to her head. She can follow for now, after all that traveling, it’s good to relax a bit. And the look on his face is just priceless. “ Yes, a reward would be in order.” Zoe takes off her goggles, and sets them aside, not removing her eyes off him for a second. This is a game she’d love to play.

      This was a dangerous game he was picking to play with her. Slate optics flicker between her mouth and the piece of fruit before he squints at her only briefly. Like she was even one to back down from a challenge. He stares, nearly dead panning at her saying he wanted to refresh his memory — well he wouldn’t mind it. But he knows he won’t get it that easily. Nor would he give in that easily. He in turn picks up one of last few remaining pieces of fruit and drags his tongue over the ridges licking up the chocolate sauce before licking his lips.

                                  ‘ —– Even I did, I know it comes with a price. But I’m willing to pay whatever it is. However… You’ve been gone so long Commander, I don’t think I wanna listen to you that easily. ‘

     “Even if you did?” She slyly counters, before slowly putting the raspberry  in her mouth. Zoe looks at him in a way only he got to experience, hooded and filled with promise. Nothing is for free, he was right,  but there’s an old saying she found in books. You scratch my back,  I’ll scratch yours. She would love to scratch his.

It took a while for her to figure out what she meant but once it clicked, Isabel lifted her head, hands on her hips now. “Doesn’t the fact that I’m tryin’ ta find it’s owner mean I have no second motive?” she pointed out. “Tell me what it looks like and I’ll think about givin’ it back to ya”. 

     Her laughter is something he has missed. Not the one she givens when talking about new findings that are horror ridden, nor ones that she gives when being a true commander. It’s the simple laughter of someone who is his companion. He looks over at her as lips part and he licks off the side of the raspberry before putting it entirely in his mouth. Chewing up the fruit, he licked his lips off before raising a brow at her.

                                   ‘ —– It’s been awhile since I last tasted you. Can’t say I re-call you tasting like sugar. ‘

   Oh, he’s always had a mouth on him, and she can thank the stars for that. Zoe knows what game he’s playing, and to be fair, it’s been a while. So she accepts it. Brows shoot upwards, as she takes a raspberry, and leaves it hovering in front of her mouth.

      A shrug of his shoulders given as he picks up the raspberry that was still drizzled in chocolate. It’s rare for them to even get sweets but once in awhile he did want to enjoy the tart taste of it.

                                    ‘ —– This fruit is more on the bitter side. Guess that’s why I prefer it over the others. Though, the chocolate on it balances out. ‘

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“Are you sure? You don’t seem very relieved to have it back?” Isabel asked, folding her arms in suspicion and keeping the wallet out of sight.

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Jean turns, realizing all too late what he’s done. “J-Jean Kirschtein, c-cadet,” he mumbles, automatically. His face is hot, cheeks growing more red by the second. “I-I’m sorry. For what it’s worth, I-I didn’t…’M sorry.”