25 Unicorn Street, Tuesday Evening

[on_her_korhal]

Another day at the office.

Kerrigan tapped the code in with a sigh, pulled the door open, and went inside. She slammed it shut behind her, leaning against the surface for a few precious seconds before moving into the kitchen to get something to drink.

She should probably get to work on her suit's maintenance program.

Sarah flopped down on the couch and stayed there.

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Of course," she snickered again. "Tells 'em like you sees 'em."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Why do I feel like you're mocking me?" Roy asked her.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Because I am?" Kerrigan returned, dryly.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He huffed and leaned back, closing his eyes. "You like me," he told her.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She leaned back, too. "Well, obviously," Kerrigan smirked. Maybe a little fondly. "Otherwise I wouldn't be mocking you."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He grinned. "Mocking as a sign of affection. I shouldn't have known it really."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Don't let it go to your head, Mustang. I can still kick your ass."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep that in mind any I'll try to be humble," he promised, though really he probably didn't know what the word meant.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I'm not holding my breath," she snorted, and moved her arm enough that she could sip her whiskey again.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Don't do it too long," Roy deadpanned. "I heard it isn't healthy."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan did the only thing she could:

She whacked him in the shoulder.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Ow," he complained, falling a little bit to the other side on purpose. "No abusing your Sheriff."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Why not?" She snorted at the antics, "He makes it easy and justifiable."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"It's never justifiable to hit a Sheriff. We're of the most noble kind," he deadpanned.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Maybe if you were a Marshal," she deadpanned back.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy frowned. "What does a Marshal have that a Sheriff doesn't?" he wanted to know.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"A certain kind of country graces."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He was still frowning as he considered it. "I don't need that," he finally decided.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Also the uniform's better," she continued, smirking into her glass.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He paused and narrowed his eyes. "I wouldn't know what a Sheriff's uniform looks like," he told her.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"It'd be nicer," she smirked at him.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"You're delusional," he informed her, finally shifting so he could refill his glass.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Believe what you want," she snickered, draining the last sip out of her glass.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Don't I always?" he smirked and poured out the glass and then held the bottle out to her.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"That you do," she countered, dryly, and took the bottle by the neck before pouring. Of all the things she'd been taught, decorum wasn't one of them.