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· Feb 21
“Well, so long as we’re both in agreement.” And she was right back to a teasing tone, and her attempts to suppress a smirk finally failed completely. In the past few seconds, the shade of red had darkened by a few shades, and it had not been because of the port.
She lingered close, contemplating —
She lingered close, contemplating —
"Of course, curious to ken if you can figure me out by just looking at me."
There was no mistaking the way that Gallagher was looking at her.
He already felt a certain way about her earlier in the evening and it was coming back to hit him full force.
—
There was no mistaking the way that Gallagher was looking at her.
He already felt a certain way about her earlier in the evening and it was coming back to hit him full force.
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reaction the accuracy of my imagination?”
January 27, 2026 at 7:44 AM
“Well, so long as we’re both in agreement.” And she was right back to a teasing tone, and her attempts to suppress a smirk finally failed completely. In the past few seconds, the shade of red had darkened by a few shades, and it had not been because of the port.
She lingered close, contemplating —
She lingered close, contemplating —
Although her glass was still half full, Gallagher had managed to convince Tora to set the distraction down so she could properly focus on him. “You want to hear my guesses?”
Uncrossing her legs, she set her free hand on the floor between the two of them and leaned forward a few inches. The smirk —
Uncrossing her legs, she set her free hand on the floor between the two of them and leaned forward a few inches. The smirk —
"Oh were you now?"
By now, his glass was still full, but had been put to the side, as Tora now had his full attention.
He was on his knees, one hand cradling her hand and the other reaching for her elbow.
—
By now, his glass was still full, but had been put to the side, as Tora now had his full attention.
He was on his knees, one hand cradling her hand and the other reaching for her elbow.
—
behind a short sip of port.
January 27, 2026 at 6:57 AM
Although her glass was still half full, Gallagher had managed to convince Tora to set the distraction down so she could properly focus on him. “You want to hear my guesses?”
Uncrossing her legs, she set her free hand on the floor between the two of them and leaned forward a few inches. The smirk —
Uncrossing her legs, she set her free hand on the floor between the two of them and leaned forward a few inches. The smirk —
By that point in the evening, it would take a substantial amount of biting her lip or hiding behind her glass to maintain a filter. Of course she tried both when the subject returned to her roaming thoughts, but she did not achieve any notable levels of success. Following a sip meant to hide a —
He cradled her hand in his, gently moving his thumb against the tattooed lines on her skin. Gallagher lifted her hand up to his lips, pressing a couple kisses into her knuckles.
"Was there any other thoughts on your mind that you'd be willing to share with me, lass? —
"Was there any other thoughts on your mind that you'd be willing to share with me, lass? —
from the glass. As she sipped her port, she took notice of Gallagher’s moving hand. Her free hand soon moved to meet his.
January 27, 2026 at 6:36 AM
By that point in the evening, it would take a substantial amount of biting her lip or hiding behind her glass to maintain a filter. Of course she tried both when the subject returned to her roaming thoughts, but she did not achieve any notable levels of success. Following a sip meant to hide a —
It was a good thing the bottle was finally finished off. All of the attempts to pace herself could not cancel out the sheer quantity of alcohol already in her system. Her temples still pounded in a desperate reminder to drink some water — and of course she was still ignoring the warning. It went —
"I figured that would be your reply."
He smirked at her and picked up the bottle, pouring more of the alcohol into her glass. Once he had hers filled, he would refill his own glass, finishing off the bottle.
With all of the alcohol consumed, Gallagher was feeling warm as well, —
He smirked at her and picked up the bottle, pouring more of the alcohol into her glass. Once he had hers filled, he would refill his own glass, finishing off the bottle.
With all of the alcohol consumed, Gallagher was feeling warm as well, —
was succeeding in warming her, which was a pleasant feeling. It was almost like the whiskey in that sense, just without the burn she was not fond of. As a result of both the warming effect and probably too much alcohol in her system, the flush on her face had spread as a lighter shade to her neck.
January 27, 2026 at 6:16 AM
It was a good thing the bottle was finally finished off. All of the attempts to pace herself could not cancel out the sheer quantity of alcohol already in her system. Her temples still pounded in a desperate reminder to drink some water — and of course she was still ignoring the warning. It went —
She had some good scar-related stories to tell whenever the opportunity presented itself. For the moment, however, she was again being occupied with more alcohol. To answer his question, Tora lifted her glass and extended it toward Gallagher. “The bottle’s not going to finish itself.”
The port —
The port —
"Having more to show off would be fun, yeah?"
As far as scars went for him, he knew he definitely had a couple here and there. Small ones from getting nicked, nothing major.
"Scars can have some good stories too. I ain't got nothing to really share in terms of scars. —
As far as scars went for him, he knew he definitely had a couple here and there. Small ones from getting nicked, nothing major.
"Scars can have some good stories too. I ain't got nothing to really share in terms of scars. —
between her shoulder blades. Not that he could see that one, yet.
January 27, 2026 at 5:57 AM
She had some good scar-related stories to tell whenever the opportunity presented itself. For the moment, however, she was again being occupied with more alcohol. To answer his question, Tora lifted her glass and extended it toward Gallagher. “The bottle’s not going to finish itself.”
The port —
The port —
Tora hummed in consideration a few moments. None of Gallagher’s ideas were bad. In fact, she had some similar ideas herself.
“That would give me more to show off,” she mused, shrugging a shoulder. “Right now it’s just some scars, as far as markings go.”
Which, at least above the waist, she was —
“That would give me more to show off,” she mused, shrugging a shoulder. “Right now it’s just some scars, as far as markings go.”
Which, at least above the waist, she was —
"Aye, I wouldn'a mind helping out with that. Maybe you could continue what you got going on up here," Gallagher made a gesture towards his shoulders and down his arms.
"And do something similar down your legs, knees and feet, perhaps."
—
"And do something similar down your legs, knees and feet, perhaps."
—
would match her existing scheme.
January 27, 2026 at 5:13 AM
Tora hummed in consideration a few moments. None of Gallagher’s ideas were bad. In fact, she had some similar ideas herself.
“That would give me more to show off,” she mused, shrugging a shoulder. “Right now it’s just some scars, as far as markings go.”
Which, at least above the waist, she was —
“That would give me more to show off,” she mused, shrugging a shoulder. “Right now it’s just some scars, as far as markings go.”
Which, at least above the waist, she was —
“Oh, the fingers hurt the most for sure — but they were quick.” She gave him a few more moments to look over the tattoos on her hands before she moved to lift her glass again. One small sip later and she had finished off her first glass of port.
“I’ve considered it.” As she lowered her glass to —
“I’ve considered it.” As she lowered her glass to —
Gallagher leaned back a little bit with his glass in hand as she removed her shirt.
His gaze was drawn to the ones on her collarbones and moved down her shoulders, are and eventually her hands.
"Simple and elegant, I see. It suits you well. I imagine the ones on the hands were fun to get. —
His gaze was drawn to the ones on her collarbones and moved down her shoulders, are and eventually her hands.
"Simple and elegant, I see. It suits you well. I imagine the ones on the hands were fun to get. —
intricate lines. Some were straighter, like the ones just beneath either ends of her collarbones, and some curved into crescent shapes, like those on her shoulders and hands. With her shirt off, Tora set her hands on her knees to keep her tattoos open for viewing.
January 27, 2026 at 4:45 AM
“Oh, the fingers hurt the most for sure — but they were quick.” She gave him a few more moments to look over the tattoos on her hands before she moved to lift her glass again. One small sip later and she had finished off her first glass of port.
“I’ve considered it.” As she lowered her glass to —
“I’ve considered it.” As she lowered her glass to —
There were a lot of jokes, teases, and flirts she could have made with the text on his tramp stamp, and they were all very tempting. She had to bite her lip to stop herself from blurring out whichever one first came to mind.
“Well, it’s only fair you get to see mine now.” Tora wasn’t shy about —
“Well, it’s only fair you get to see mine now.” Tora wasn’t shy about —
"There's a story behind this one down here. I lost a bet that involved getting a tattoo, any kind of placement but it had to be of whatever the other person said you had ta get."
"And I, just for the hell of it, said that I'd do a tramp stamp, cause it'd stay mostly covered up. But well . . ."
—
"And I, just for the hell of it, said that I'd do a tramp stamp, cause it'd stay mostly covered up. But well . . ."
—
port before setting the glass down beside her. “Very nice,” she cooed, folding her hands on her lap.
“You have more than I do.” Which was not too difficult a feat to pull of. Her tattoos were all relatively small and simple.
“You have more than I do.” Which was not too difficult a feat to pull of. Her tattoos were all relatively small and simple.
January 27, 2026 at 4:25 AM
There were a lot of jokes, teases, and flirts she could have made with the text on his tramp stamp, and they were all very tempting. She had to bite her lip to stop herself from blurring out whichever one first came to mind.
“Well, it’s only fair you get to see mine now.” Tora wasn’t shy about —
“Well, it’s only fair you get to see mine now.” Tora wasn’t shy about —
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|| Just look at her FC
January 9, 2026 at 12:11 AM
|| Just look at her FC
Watching the display, Tora whistled as the tattoos were shown off — which was shortly followed by a giddy laugh. She didn’t judge him for the tramp stamp, even if it had been unexpected. Of course, she was also studying more than just his ink.
As he finished up his display, Tora took a sip of her —
As he finished up his display, Tora took a sip of her —
Gallagher lifted his glass to take a whiff of it before sipping on it as she spoke. He did have to wonder though when she'd mentioned being unrelated to her parents, it did catch his attention.
Part of him had wanted to ask for clarification, but given how she'd switched topics, —
Part of him had wanted to ask for clarification, but given how she'd switched topics, —
can’t see.”
January 27, 2026 at 3:58 AM
Watching the display, Tora whistled as the tattoos were shown off — which was shortly followed by a giddy laugh. She didn’t judge him for the tramp stamp, even if it had been unexpected. Of course, she was also studying more than just his ink.
As he finished up his display, Tora took a sip of her —
As he finished up his display, Tora took a sip of her —
She listened with a smile, which softened upon hearing about Donnie’s drop — but that smile of hers rebounded when Gallagher went on to say how he was doing now. A simple “good” was mouthed as not to cut Gallagher off, and she waited several seconds after he had finished before speaking herself.
—
—
"Well, I'd say it probably comes from having had tall parents. Mum's pretty menacing when she wants to be, and I remember my Pa was pretty big fer his height."
He paused for a brief moment before continuing on.
"Ah, me Mum's Irish and me father was Scottish. —
He paused for a brief moment before continuing on.
"Ah, me Mum's Irish and me father was Scottish. —
so damn tall?”
January 26, 2026 at 6:24 AM
She listened with a smile, which softened upon hearing about Donnie’s drop — but that smile of hers rebounded when Gallagher went on to say how he was doing now. A simple “good” was mouthed as not to cut Gallagher off, and she waited several seconds after he had finished before speaking herself.
—
—
Another sip of port was taken, though not as tentatively small as the first. It went down easy.
“Something like that. I guess I’ve racked up a lot of experience with it.” That might have been an understatement. Had her parents any idea how early she had started her enthusiastic alcohol resistance —
“Something like that. I guess I’ve racked up a lot of experience with it.” That might have been an understatement. Had her parents any idea how early she had started her enthusiastic alcohol resistance —
"Thank you. I like to think I ken how to make a lovely lady like yourself satisfied."
A soft grin pulled across his face as he took a other sip of the port, lowering the glass to speak again.
"I will admit, I've got myself a fair bit of experience. An I can tell you ken how ta kiss."
—
A soft grin pulled across his face as he took a other sip of the port, lowering the glass to speak again.
"I will admit, I've got myself a fair bit of experience. An I can tell you ken how ta kiss."
—
you’re not a bad kisser.”
The delivery was a slurred tease, but she meant it as a genuine compliment.
The delivery was a slurred tease, but she meant it as a genuine compliment.
January 26, 2026 at 5:46 AM
Another sip of port was taken, though not as tentatively small as the first. It went down easy.
“Something like that. I guess I’ve racked up a lot of experience with it.” That might have been an understatement. Had her parents any idea how early she had started her enthusiastic alcohol resistance —
“Something like that. I guess I’ve racked up a lot of experience with it.” That might have been an understatement. Had her parents any idea how early she had started her enthusiastic alcohol resistance —
With a full glass in her hand, Tora lifted it to her lips and took a small sip as she listened to Gallagher. She was going to pace herself as best she could. When the subject of all the things running through her mind was brought up again, Tora grinned. There were so many thoughts whirling around —
He watched her as she poured out the port, and for a brief moment he wasn't sure if she had it— but she managed.
Gallagher reached for both of the glasses, handing one of them to Tora as he settled down onto the floor with her.
—
Gallagher reached for both of the glasses, handing one of them to Tora as he settled down onto the floor with her.
—
they did not rush, of course. With the glasses poured, Tora finally made the wise decision to seat herself before she lost all semblance of balance. There was a familiar pounding in her temples trying to remind her to drink water, but she opted to ignore it for now.
January 26, 2026 at 5:24 AM
With a full glass in her hand, Tora lifted it to her lips and took a small sip as she listened to Gallagher. She was going to pace herself as best she could. When the subject of all the things running through her mind was brought up again, Tora grinned. There were so many thoughts whirling around —
“Don’t you worry.” Maybe he should worry. Tora took it upon herself to pour the first two glasses, and even with both hands on the bottle she started a little shaky. Luckily she steadied out, and managed not to spill any of the prized loot. “I’m not out of the race yet. We’ll finish it.”
Given —
Given —
While she was put in charge of getting the bottle open, Gallagher strode across his room to retrieve a set of more appropriate drinkware for this.
He turned on his heels once he heard the POP and returned with two stemless wine glasses.
—
He turned on his heels once he heard the POP and returned with two stemless wine glasses.
—
her smile. “I think I remember liking it.”
More than whiskey, at the very least. With the bottle open, she gingerly moved it to the center of the table before moving the bag of assorted poisons to the floor.
More than whiskey, at the very least. With the bottle open, she gingerly moved it to the center of the table before moving the bag of assorted poisons to the floor.
January 26, 2026 at 4:43 AM
“Don’t you worry.” Maybe he should worry. Tora took it upon herself to pour the first two glasses, and even with both hands on the bottle she started a little shaky. Luckily she steadied out, and managed not to spill any of the prized loot. “I’m not out of the race yet. We’ll finish it.”
Given —
Given —
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“Last time I had port,” Tora set the bottle down and got to work on removing the cork, “was the Christmas… A year before I joined?”
Her coordination was not as, well, coordinated as normal, but she managed to open the bottle without much of a fuss. The sound the cork made once past the glass had —
Her coordination was not as, well, coordinated as normal, but she managed to open the bottle without much of a fuss. The sound the cork made once past the glass had —
As he had been mulling it over, he watched her sort through the bottles and reach for the port.
His gaze dropped to glance over the bottle's label, not even thinking about it's placement, and then back up to her.
—
His gaze dropped to glance over the bottle's label, not even thinking about it's placement, and then back up to her.
—
Gallagher. They could be completely uncivilized and treat the port like the last two bottles, or they could almost treat it as intended. At least that way Tora could take it slow, and delay her inevitable surrender.
January 26, 2026 at 4:14 AM
“Last time I had port,” Tora set the bottle down and got to work on removing the cork, “was the Christmas… A year before I joined?”
Her coordination was not as, well, coordinated as normal, but she managed to open the bottle without much of a fuss. The sound the cork made once past the glass had —
Her coordination was not as, well, coordinated as normal, but she managed to open the bottle without much of a fuss. The sound the cork made once past the glass had —
Setting a hand in the table, she leaned over the bottles and ran an index finger over their labels. Vodka was just about the only liquor she regularly had straight from the bottle. Otherwise, she generally settled for sweet cocktails.
For a few quiet moments she surveyed the bottles — chiefly —
For a few quiet moments she surveyed the bottles — chiefly —
Gallagher glanced over the bottles that they had, lifting a hand to press his knuckle against his mouth.
"Good question ."
The vodka, he knew they could finish off relatively quickly, since that had more of that then the whiskey.
—
"Good question ."
The vodka, he knew they could finish off relatively quickly, since that had more of that then the whiskey.
—
before her. They already had two open, and could always see if they could finish one of them off, however… “You think we should try something new?”
January 26, 2026 at 3:27 AM
Setting a hand in the table, she leaned over the bottles and ran an index finger over their labels. Vodka was just about the only liquor she regularly had straight from the bottle. Otherwise, she generally settled for sweet cocktails.
For a few quiet moments she surveyed the bottles — chiefly —
For a few quiet moments she surveyed the bottles — chiefly —
The enemy only hates me because they’re jealous of how pretty I am.
January 26, 2026 at 2:56 AM
The enemy only hates me because they’re jealous of how pretty I am.
Even though the purpose of her visit had her mind elsewhere, Tora still made a point of looking everything over. The photos made her think briefly of home, and to a torn and charred photograph she still kept secure in her armor. It had been a long time since she could really stop to look at it.
—
—
He had a couple banners of his division that he was in hanging on the wall.
Several small photographs of what appeared to be squad mates, and some of family members were sitting next to a scrapbook.
Looked like he was working on a project with them and had been for a while.
—
Several small photographs of what appeared to be squad mates, and some of family members were sitting next to a scrapbook.
Looked like he was working on a project with them and had been for a while.
—
always interested to see what homely touches those with the liberty to apply them out in place.
She did not stare around for long. After Gallagher had placed his bounty down, Tora lifted her bag and did the same.
She did not stare around for long. After Gallagher had placed his bounty down, Tora lifted her bag and did the same.
January 25, 2026 at 11:06 PM
Even though the purpose of her visit had her mind elsewhere, Tora still made a point of looking everything over. The photos made her think briefly of home, and to a torn and charred photograph she still kept secure in her armor. It had been a long time since she could really stop to look at it.
—
—
Fortunately, with his help, Tora was able to make it to his quarters without incident. Upon reaching and entering Gallagher’s quarters, she slowed to look around. Other than foxholes and the space of a single bunk in the barracks, Tora had not had her own space since before she joined. She was —
"Just wanting ta make sure, is all. Sometimes it can sneak up on ya."
Once everything had been collected between the two of them, Gallagher would start leading her down the corridors and over towards his bunk.
He was aware of her leaning on him for balance, —
Once everything had been collected between the two of them, Gallagher would start leading her down the corridors and over towards his bunk.
He was aware of her leaning on him for balance, —
against his side for balance.
January 25, 2026 at 10:27 PM
Fortunately, with his help, Tora was able to make it to his quarters without incident. Upon reaching and entering Gallagher’s quarters, she slowed to look around. Other than foxholes and the space of a single bunk in the barracks, Tora had not had her own space since before she joined. She was —
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|| Babbling about her FC
January 25, 2026 at 7:24 AM
|| Babbling about her FC
She isn’t an alcoholic. She’s just an alcohol enthusiast.
January 25, 2026 at 10:02 PM
She isn’t an alcoholic. She’s just an alcohol enthusiast.
His double entendre almost immediately prompted Tora to laugh. She sat up a little straighter in her arms so she could reach up and drape on her hers over his shoulders. While maybe not tall enough to do so comfortably without a little extra hoisting on his part, she did not seem to mind really —
How does one admit a smile makes their quills rise and pupils soften?
How does one state how their day grows infinitely better when a like-minded individual appears?
He wasn't certain. . . And yet, his pupils widened like a happy cat who had seen its favorite human, his teeth lightly clicking +
How does one state how their day grows infinitely better when a like-minded individual appears?
He wasn't certain. . . And yet, his pupils widened like a happy cat who had seen its favorite human, his teeth lightly clicking +
“If you have your own stock,” her tone was transitioning from playful to mischievous, “maybe we should just bypass the bar. Not even take the risk of finding out they have nothing good, and wasting our time.”
That devilish smirk of hers remained, though the corners of her lips were tugging to —
That devilish smirk of hers remained, though the corners of her lips were tugging to —
January 25, 2026 at 10:01 PM
His double entendre almost immediately prompted Tora to laugh. She sat up a little straighter in her arms so she could reach up and drape on her hers over his shoulders. While maybe not tall enough to do so comfortably without a little extra hoisting on his part, she did not seem to mind really —
“If you have your own stock,” her tone was transitioning from playful to mischievous, “maybe we should just bypass the bar. Not even take the risk of finding out they have nothing good, and wasting our time.”
That devilish smirk of hers remained, though the corners of her lips were tugging to —
That devilish smirk of hers remained, though the corners of her lips were tugging to —
"Baha! Is that another challenge? Have you forgotten I've been drinking for multiple Decades now?" She found herself a jester now it seemed, his steps pausing just for a moment as he looked back to her, mandibles pursing.
"I promise you now, if they don't, I'll fix it. Do you really think -
"I promise you now, if they don't, I'll fix it. Do you really think -
“Alright big guy, let’s see how you do after your drink.” And her drink, of course. She was not about to walk into a bar — or be carried into one — and not order herself something. That would be entirely against her reputation of being irresponsible. “Let’s hope they have anything good in stock.”
January 25, 2026 at 9:29 PM
“If you have your own stock,” her tone was transitioning from playful to mischievous, “maybe we should just bypass the bar. Not even take the risk of finding out they have nothing good, and wasting our time.”
That devilish smirk of hers remained, though the corners of her lips were tugging to —
That devilish smirk of hers remained, though the corners of her lips were tugging to —