Sylvia: (sitting in her room, caressing her tail which had been mended)
[a call came thru the intercomm]
Sylvia: ? Hello?
Peepers: Hey, zbornak, its me. Need ur help. Come dwn to the computer labs if ur free
Sylvia: Alright, Pipsqueak.
Peepers: Cool, cya then [hangs up the intercomm]
Sylvia: (flushing to herself again)
(later)
Sylvia: (meets with Peepers in the computer lab)
Peepers: [was sitting at the computer doing his typing, waved her ovr] Ovr here
Sylvia: (comes over) Find something?
Peepers: Not reli, more like finalizing the report on our survey tht day at Planet Genma. Need ur input as well, like a second witness opinion or something
Sylvia: I see.
Peepers: [finished typing] Alright, I've opened a new document below mine, u can type watevr u want abt the planet. Be honest [makes way for her]
Sylvia: Well...okay... (types down her opinion of the planet they visited)
Peepers: [went to the drink stand to make them both coffee]
Sylvia: ...Finished.
Peepers: O_O Tht was fast?
Sylvia: ^^;; Well didn't have THAT much to say.
Peepers: Surely u could elaborate just a little more [passes her some coffee]
Sylvia: (takes her mug) Wanna double check?
Peepers: [shrugged n looked thru her report] ...U forgot to mention tht u almost fainted frm heat stroke thanks to the morning weather [grinned at her teasingly]
Sylvia: >_> So what if I did?
Peepers: Just teasing u there, zbornak [made some small changes on grammar n added some small details] There, tht should do it [saves the file n uploaded it to the main server] I hope ur OK with black coffee, or would u like cream and/or sugar?
Sylvia: Black is fine.
Peepers: So, uh... How's ur tail?
Sylvia: Doc says it'll have stitches for a few days, till it fully heals on its own.
Peepers: I see. I can't feeling bad for getting u hurt tho...
Sylvia: You didn't...
Peepers: I still feel responsible tho. Aftr all I invited u to this survey mission
Sylvia: It wasn't your fault, Pipsqueak.
Peepers: C'mon, humor me here, zbornak. Lemme make it up to u
Sylvia: (raises a brow) How...?
Peepers: [takes a deep breath, then cleared his throat] Ahem... Let me treat u to dinner. Not the silly cafeteria food. A real dinner on our nxt shore leave
Sylvia: (blinks) ...(blinks again) Are you...asking me out...?
Peepers: [blushed awkwardly] Well, not OUT out, just a dinner to make it up to u for ur...injury, n...yeah, u can call it tht
Sylvia: ...What time? :)
Peepers: Well not today, bt our nxt shore leave is prolly in a couple of days, so yeah... Maybe sometime ard 8-ish on tht day?
Sylvia: ... (nod) Sounds good.
Peepers: :) Its a date then [realized wat he just said AGAIN] Umm, not DATE date, bt umm.. yeah... [sipped his coffee too quickly to try n cover his mistake, almost burnt himself] Ack! XP
Sylvia: o.o ... (giggle) Easy there, tiger.
Peepers: [poured himself some cold water to drink, then coughed a little] Ahem, u didnt see tht >.>
Sylvia: Sure. ^^
Peepers: [cleared his throat n drank some more coffee, slower this time]
Sylvia: (smiles also sipping her coffee)
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