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I'll work on a post after dinner, wait for it. ^-^
Hey cheer up! Let's go design some 3-D shizzle! :D
Don't make me blush alright. Welcome back!
As soon as he handed her her drink, she knew he wasn’t going to let her be in peace. His hand holding hers a little more than normal made her annoyance grow. Did she not tell him to stay off her? But as soon as he mentioned he likes books she smiled at him for a moment. “A book? I didn’t think pirates even had brains, you see. As far as books have told me, they were controlled by hatred for other clans of pirates, driven by the urge for wealth and hungry for beautiful women.” Allison did not know how hatred he was, but she knew he liked luxury and beauty, just by the looks of his cabin alone. As for women, she would soon find out. There was no way she was leaving his ship anytime soon.

When she finally came to a hold on the other side of the room, they looked at each other for a moment. “Then, what if I behave?” Allison held out her glass and motioned around in the cabin. “Can I stay with you, here? Perhaps share a bed with you?” She quickly shook her head. “No please, do bring me to my cell then. Anything but that.” Her words did not seem serious, but more sarcastic. She laughed for a moment, holding up her hand in front of her lips to hide her amusement.

Her next glass of scotch was nearly empty as she put it on the table in the middle of the cabin. It was now clear that she was slightly drunk, when she held herself steady to one of the chairs under the table. Allison knew she couldn’t handle too much alcohol in a short period of time, but considering the situation, being drunk wouldn’t hurt. Everything to forget about the horrible nightmare she was stuck in.

“I keep wondering where you’ve taken my bag. It’s not here, now is it?” She pointed around in the room, having to let go of the chair. Sadly, her balance was quite poor right now and the ship made a sudden turn to the left. She slipped, and fell onto the side of her leg, having her squint from the pain. “Auw auw..” Her hands slowly rubbed over the sore spot, making her bite her lower lip. “I am not used to standing up in a flying ship. That is for sure..” She mumbled to herself, trying to ignore the throbbing feeling in her head and leg.
Héy! Here in Belgium people are grown up by the time they get to 18 years old. So don't call me a minor, haha. Whatever, age does not matter. This is roleplaying~
Flynn promised he’d stay with her as long as he could, and that was the only thing Alyson could’ve ever wanted. With a smile, she withdrew her pinkie from his and pulled up her legs onto the sofa. The ship was starting to cool down as it went through a few very cold parts of the universe. There weren’t a whole lot of stars or suns in the area, making it harder for the shell of the ship to keep in all the heat. With that thought, Alyson started rubbing her legs and looked over to the heating station where also was a small kitchen installed. There were just two cooking plates, a coffee machine and a working area.

As time passed by, Alyson grew more and more hungry. It was true they haven’t had any food since that morning, and it was already 7PM when Alyson looked up at the clock. Did they really just spend all day talking and sleeping? “How about I cook a little something? I don’t know about you, but I am hungry!” She then said, breaking the silence once again. Something seemed to bother Flynn but Alyson couldn’t quite figure out what. When he let out another deep sigh, she got up and walked over to the kitchen. “I can make the best hot porridge in the world!” She laughed, knowing she was exaggerating. Ruffling through the cabinets of the kitchen, Alyson found several onions, carrots, and potatoes. “And by the looks of it, we can add some vegetables to make it extra yummy.” Without even waiting for Flynn to respond to her, she put a pot on with water on the stove to start boiling it. The whole ship soon started to heat up once again.

Whilst the vegetables were boiling up and the porridge was nearly ready, Alyson sometimes looked over to Flynn. Why was he so quiet all of a sudden? Did something happen whilst getting supplies? Checking if she could leave the kitchen for a moment, she walked over to Flynn and sat down next to him. He had taken another beer, and absently drank from it. “Hey, is something wrong?” Was all Alyson could ask. She then took the beer from his hand and put it onto the table, making him look at her. “Did something happen? You seem to be bothered with something.”
Morning -yawn-
As Flynn interrupted her, Alyson her eyes widened at his words. They just kept coming like a waterfall, making her smile grow wider and wider. The way he mumbled and explained himself was just too utterly cute. When Flynn finally said he would shut up, Alyson couldn’t help herself anymore. Taking a step forward she lifted up her arms in the air and wrapped them around Flynn’s neck. He was quite the tall guy, so she took the liberty to stand on her toes. Laying her hands onto his shoulders and letting her chin rest against his key bone she closed her eyes. It was the first time she had been so close to Flynn, now feeling his body pressed against hers. She had felt his muscles before, but in a fight, so this was a lot better. “You’re sweet, thanks.” Alyson then whispered into his ear before she slowly let go of him.

After that things went back to normal, as if he had never seen her naked. They talked for a while about their destination. Flynn asked so many questions about the planet and the weather, the cottage and the activities they could do, Alyson got all wrapped up in the idea of spending it together with him. “We could also go for a swim. God, I’ve been to these underwater caves and they are so beautiful!” She smiled at him and bounced up and down on the sofa. “But I really think we’ll be safe there. It’s so remote, we got plenty of time to find a different hide-out!” Alyson then took her tablet out of her bag. “And then the next hide out and then the next..” With a smile she was scrolling through something on her tablet, not realizing what she was saying. She was assuming, telling and hoping they could stay together for a longer time than just that one trip to her cottage. It was only when Flynn did not say anything back for the longest time she looked up again.

“Oh ehm.. Well, you can also go home if you want. I’ll be fine on my own, don’t worry..” Alyson then mumbled, realizing he might have someone waiting for him at home. “But you have stay with me in the cottage alright, just for a little while, promise me that!” And as she smiled again, she lifted her hand and held out her pinky. “Pinky promise?” Alyson asked shifting her head to the left trying to look cute. She couldn’t possibly know if it was, but at that point she didn’t even care anymore.
If you payed attention I already told you several posts ago.

BTW. this will be my last post for the day. It's already 1AM and I need some sleep..

Hopefully a post from you will be waiting when I wake up! -hugs-
It seemed like Vincent was slightly offended with her pouring her own drink. Allison couldn’t care less to be honest, but she admired his sense of perfectionism. “I get it. You wanted to do it for me.” Allison nodded a few times, taking another sip as he told her about stealing and killing people. “But you cannot possibly hold my hand for every action I’m willing to undergo.” With a slight smile, imagining how it would be if he did, she took another sip. The scotch was at least a few years older than the one she drank at home, so the taste was old and priceless.

“Oh, nobody? So even you will keep your hands to yourself?” Allison scoffs at him. “I find that hard to believe, Captain Vincent.” And already feeling a bit light headed, she wandered around the cabin. She now and then took an object in her one hand, analysing it with her eyes, and putting it back to where it was. But to offset Vincent, she all moved them several inches. With every object she moved, Allison looked back at Vincent, clearly messing with him, trying to get him out of his cage. It amused her that he tried to remain calm and formal, but wasn’t very good at hiding his anger. “Oh, am I upsetting you?” She puckered her lips, and with one more gulp the glass was empty.

“Now you can pour me a glass, if you want.” The smile on her face said it al: she wasn’t planning on behaving, like he asked. If he wanted to kidnap her, fine. But he’d have to get used to her as well.

With a deep sigh she then wandered over to the sofa and took a seat, still holding her empty glass. “So.. What do you guys do here for fun?” Now and then a loud cheer sounded from in the hallway, making Allison look over every time. It seemed like there was something to celebrate over, but she couldn’t quite understand what they were talking about. “Drinking?” She then asked, looking up at Vincent. He was quite the tall guy compared to her, she now noticed.
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