25 Unicorn Street, Sunday All Day

[on_her_korhal]

She'd been staring impassively at her transmitter all day. It had been dead since Jimmy's last communique, like she'd been forgotten. Weeks and weeks and weeks, and all Kerrigan had gotten was-- what, again?

Being forgotten.

The rage hadn't gone away yet: with every visit, she put on a smile, lifted her arm like a human being, gave honest answers and blinked just often enough for anyone to take her for human.

She was starting to want to scream, but that would probably break a wall. And so Sarah Kerrigan sat, just sat, perched on the floor, her wings open and her eyes set on the transmitter.

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[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy narrowed his eye at her as he debated using the spoon as a way to throw ice cream at her. "I'm talented like that," he remarked dryly.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Still faster than you," she pointed out, mid-bite, "So don't even think it."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

It really wasn't fair how most women in his life were faster than him. Still, he got revenge. By just imaging succeeding in throwing the ice cream and getting her sticky - not dirty.

"You can't stop me from thinking about it," he remarked, more than a little smug.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Now she was rolling her eyes in earnest. "Oh, I think I can," she said, "But that might leave some lasting damage."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy posted. "I'm in favour of no lasting damages."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She eyed him severely, saying nothing at all.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy sighed dramatically. "You shouldn't threaten the people who bring you ice cream."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I didn't ask you to bring it," she pointed out, then smirked. "Also, you're easy."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

That got her another frown. "I'm easy? Please, do continue."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"One good threat in the right place..."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy snorted and dug into the ice again. "That doesn't make me easy. It just makes me smart and means I know when to retreat."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"It also makes it easy to send you into a retreat," she remarked, considering him.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Well, if you really want an ice cream fight..." he raised an eyebrow at her.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Driving you into one would be good tactics," she observed, "I'd beat you."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Ha! We'll see," Roy said with the maturity of a twelve year old, promptly following up the statement by trying to use his spoon to launch some ice cream at Kerrigan. He'd help clean up later.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

As if it possessed its own mind, one of Kerrigan's wings shot out and quickly deflected the ice cream. It smacked into the wall beside her, sliding slowly downwards--

--and she was already moving, tossing the whole container at Roy's head.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy's eye widened as he ducked, using his arm to try to shield himself not so successfully. "Wings don't count! That's cheating!"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I did warn you," she said, wryly, tilting the container back towards herself.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"You were supposed to get sticky," Roy complained as he wiped some of the ice cream from his hair. He wasn't whining, really.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I wasn't supposed to do anything," she said, frankly, "And I warned you. No sympathy."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy laughed and flicked some of the ice cream at her. "Cruel."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"And justly deserved." She swiped the ice cream off her cheek with her tongue.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy smirked. "I suppose that depends on where from you're looking at it," he commented. He made a face. "Ugh. Sticky."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I'm looking at it from here," she said, dryly, "And it looks deserved."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"You're prejudiced," Roy informed her, putting his tub on the armrest of the couch as he got up.