25 Unicorn Street, All Day Tuesday

[on_her_korhal]

She woke up that morning with the buzzing of no minds in her head and a cat on her face. "Seriously," Kerrigan told Mustang, blinking a little, "You've got issues." She rubbed at her eye, once, palm-first, then reached over in a desperate attempt to shut off the damn record player.

It was getting the hell on her nerves, as much as the loud clattering noise of the bottles as they fell to the floor. "Fuck," she muttered, under her breath, then slipped out of bed, padded into the living room, and opted to do the morning exercise before coffee.

It wasn't going to do wonders for her mood. She just felt like bruising something.

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Re: Evening

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

She took her time answering, swirling her glass and watching the light reflect off of it. "I don't imagine he lets much stop him."

Re: Evening

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Another moment of silence even as she knew-- "He believes," Kerrigan said, finally. "We have to."

Re: Evening

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

"Of course you do," she said quietly. "We all have to believe in something." Another long sip of her drink and then it was empty. As she refilled it she glanced at Kerrigan. "And there's nothing that would incline you to extend your stay here?"

Re: Evening

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I've already postponed it long enough. Had to break out of a Battlecruiser just to get here." She snorted a laugh, sipping her drink again. "That's going to be fun to explain when I get home."

Re: Evening

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

Harriet gave a brief laugh. "I'd offer to write you a note, but I'm not sure that would help anything."

Re: Evening

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Doubt it."

The smirk held a little more amusement, this time, and she added, "But I'm needed. If anything, it'll be worth it just to watch Duke stew in his own crap over me getting away with it."

Re: Evening

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

"And that's something you don't want to miss out on," she said briskly. "So you'll go, indulge in a little schadenfreude, and fight the good fight. But," she added, raising a finger, "if there's any help that can be given from here, anything you need, do let me know."

Re: Evening

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I'll take your name and number," she said, still smirking a little as she drained the last dregs of the liquid in her class. "Thanks."

Re: Evening

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

She took another sip. "I like to know what happens to my people."

Re: Evening

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Glad to have been one of your people, Dean Jones."

And went for the next glass.

Re: Evening

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

"Glad to have had you as one, Lieutenant Kerrigan." And she raised her glass in a silent toast.