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stormsandmagic​:

At her prompts, Garth let out the chuckle he’d been holding in. "I think you look great, despite all… that.” It was certainly something. He supposed there were worse inspirations. Imagine being dressed as a blob fish for the whole world to see. Yikes- “Y'know, I agree - it’d really pull the decor together.” He teased, pushing his shoulder lightly against hers. “Imagine waking up and the first thing you see is just a giant peacock version of yourself just posing in your apartment.” He laughed, bumping his head against hers for a moment.

It’d been a while since he just went out with a friend but something seemed amiss. Kory was a ray of sunshine, as always, but there seemed to be something clouding her shine. “You would absolutely win that prize. Also,” he added in a confused undertone, “what place are we talking about right now?” Garth was, in the nicest terms, a homebody - in other terms, he was a giant hermit of a loner. He was by no means antisocial or unfriendly, just far too awkward to set up meetups or to just go over to someone’s place. People were already confusing enough without adding societal expectations to the mix.

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“You’re right. I do look great,”

Her agreement possessed only a smidgeon of vanity; she wasn't conceited or anything of the sort, but she did enjoy receiving compliments. "But then again, I look great in everything," she flashed him a cheeky grin and a wink as they continued strolling down the surprisingly sparse sidewalk. Those passing by split their curious gazes between the towering Tamarian and the handsome Atlantean on her arm, Kory was used to the lingering looks and relished the attention. Easily returning it with a friendly smile to anyone she caught eyes with.

"You're still swoon worthy," she chuckled to herself, motioning subtly to the two women whose cheeks had flushed at the sight of him. She remembered meeting him for the first time and how he'd reduced her and Rachel into a couple of giggling fangirls. “Speaking of décor, I was thinking of re painting my walls this weekend,” for the second time this month. “Keep me company?” she made sure to keep her voice light, though underlying her casual request was a recent aversion to being alone.

Kory couldn't help but laugh at his expression, her feet rising a few centimeters off the ground in great amusement. "Oh, Garth," she playfully reprimanded. "You really need to get out more," though Kory was clearly teasing. “It’s only a couple of blocks further. How about spicy noodles to go and...movie marathon at my place?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( & — GARTH+KORY 004 ) #Matthew Daddario is so handsome #that's it #that's the tag #also I just HAD to reference that teen titans episode #where stare and raven were like heart eyes over him

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@stormsandmagic​

“It’s okay, you can laugh,” 

Kory’s own lips split into a bemused grin as she glanced over Garth’s shoulder, her latest magazine cover held in his hands. The glossy finish and colorful aesthetic did not to detract from the outrageously flamboyant outfit she had to wear for the shoot. She greatly enjoyed the civilian career she’d established; of all the vocations she could have garnered, modeling was by far the most interesting. And surprisingly adaptable to her heroic duties.

Kory's own style was quite eclectic, so she was rarely alarmed by some of the more exuberant wardrobes she'd had to prance around in. However, every now and then, even Kory had to question the appeal of a particular design. “It’s...high fashion, apparently," she explained, though a giggle escaped her, the fiery ambience of her curly mane brightening in her mirth. "I believe I resemble a peacock, a very fancy peacock. Perhaps I should have it blown up and hung on my wall."

Kory tilted her head back, her arm securely looped through Garth's, to happily absorb the beautiful fall sunshine. A nice midday stroll with a close friend was exactly what the day called for, especially since she hadn’t been feeling completely like her usual bubbly self lately. "Where shall we go?" she wondered aloud, resting her head on Garth's shoulder. "We could go see a movie or eat something fun. I've heard that there's a restaurant downtown that serves the spiciest noodles in Central. There's even a prize if you finish it in under thirty minutes."

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( & — GARTH+KORY 004 )

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girlofxsteel​:

“I’m sorry my trip home took long than I expected.”

“What did I miss?” 

@ccfstarter​

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“Bumblebee!” 

It was likely the kryptonian heard the squeal long before spotting the curly haired tamaranian encased in a fiery blaze streaking towards her. Kory could only be grateful that Kara equaled, if not exceeded, her alien strength so she didn't have to hold back the wallop of an embrace she gave her. Plucking her straight off the ground and into the air with a twirl.

“So much!” she answer her question on an exhale, placing her back on the ground with a dazzling smile. “Exactly how much time do you have because we have a lot to catch up on”

#( &. — BUMBLEBEE+FIREFLY 003 )

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viberamon​:

Cisco swiftly walked into STAR Labs after being on a trip to see his family. It was nice that even with Dante gone he was somewhat important enough that they wanted to see him. Dropping his backpack down, he noticed it didn’t have the same sound at it usually did hitting the chair…the chair that was no longer there. “I”m gone for a week and you all decided to get rid of my chair! This better be a prank. Hello! Is anyone here? I’m pretty sure Meta’s are still a thing and this city needs saving!” Cisco called out looking around the very empty lab. 

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Kory strolled aimlessly down the corridors, a cheerful grin adorning her features as usual so that anyone she passed wouldn't be startled by the towering, blazing extraterrestrial floating around. She'd never been to STAR Labs before, but she was patrolling the neighborhood and thought she'd swing by to see if Barry was available for lunch. But, of course, turning up unexpectedly didn't always work in her favor. If she had texted her friend ahead of time, he could have been able to meet her in the lobby and rescue her from her current predicament. Which was feeling terribly lost in the many corridors. Her ability to get lost so quick in confined spaces was uncanny.

She found herself, coincidentally, at the right location just as the shouting began. Turning to find who was bellowing, she caught sight of the man. She waited until she’d finished his complaint before releasing a giggle, unintentionally alerting him of her presence. “Hello!” she greeted with a wave, lowering until her feet touched the ground. “You seem out of sorts, is there any way I can help?” 

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( &. — CISCO+KORY 001 )

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batsanddemons​:

Damian sprinted down the street, his hand pressed against his side as he looked over his shoulder, cursing colourfully at the sight of his tail. He lost himself in a small crowd before tucking into an alley.

Shit. He wasn't alone. He put a finger to his lips before ducking behind a dumpster, watching his assailant run past. He waved in vague greeting before sinking to the alley floor, blood coating his fingers. "No hospitals."

@ccfstarter

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It was purely coincidence that steered Kory in his direction, casually flying across the rooftops above. She wasn't on patrol; she was having fun and enjoying a wonderful summer day beneath an azure and cotton white canopy. The breeze was exactly right, and the citizens she passed seemed to be in the same mood as she. Raising their head  to wave at her, which she enthusiastically reciprocated. Her mood endeavoring her to soar with ease and flare. The buzz of her cellphone drew her attention, and she slowed her speed slightly to retrieve it from her jeans pocket. But her grasp wasn't as solid as she believed, and it fell through her fingers, racing down from her perch in the sky to the alleyway below. “Oops”

Oh no, Oh no, Oh no. 

What was it that Jason always used to fuss at her about? You're too clumsy to bring your communicator when flying, Kor. She was quick to fly down after it, but she kept her speed under control as accelerated flight in such a short period of time was dangerous. So she had no choice but to watch her phone fall into the dumpster with a clang. “I hope whatever the call was about wasn’t important...” she hummed to herself with a pout. She swooped down to the street just as the boy ducked behind the dumpster. His words didn't make sense to her at first. "Oh, hello?" she replied, tilting her head. "Is everything okay?" She didn't comprehend until she observed the blood on his fingertips. "You're harmed!" she exclaimed, stooping down to his level to check the extent of his injuries. “But...I could get you to one very quickly!”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( &. — DAMIAN+KORY 001 ) #tw : blood

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#( &. — KORY ANDERS. starlight ; I will be chasing a starlight ; let’s conspire to ignite )

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@pagingdoctortommy

It's 'cause I love you, babe In every kind of way Just a little taste You know I love you, babe

#( &. — MEDSTAR. will you share your soul with me unzip your skin and let me have a see ; so tell me you can't bear a room that I'm not in ) #( &. — KORY ANDERS. starlight ; i will be chasing a starlight ; let’s conspire to ignite )

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@barryfrackinallen​

CLOSED

“So, what is the finish line?” 

Kory lifted her long arms skyward in a stretch she didn’t need. She just always seen sprinters on television stretch just before a race and compelled to mimic the movements. “Perhaps to the coast?” She hovered in the air, her bright yellow Converse poised above the desolate road they'd picked as the line of scrimmage. The road was a smooth black river, the sort wheels float so effortlessly along yet there wasn’t a vehicle in sight. “Or further?” The scenery took on an almost meditative quality, the light igniting the hues of each blade of grass in the open field on either side. Beautiful. “Or is this an endurance measure?”

Could she keep up with the fastest man alive? 

It all started with a simple discussion about how their speeds compared to one another. Kory’s flight speeds were atmospherically situational. In space, she was able to reach speeds faster than light, allowing her to cross solar systems in mere minutes. But on a gravity rich planet like Earth she’d never truly pushed the limit. Quite honestly, Kory didn’t care about the outcome. She was merely excited to satiate the curiosity of her own abilities and do something fun with a friend. "How thrilling!" she exclaimed, but figured she ought to play along with the lighthearted competitive situation for added fun. She flashed a teasing grin at Barry, floating gently to the pavement. “Loser buys lunch?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( &. — BARRY+KORY 002 )

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@whitecanary-lance​

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It would not be an over exaggeration to accuse Kory of being absolutely smitten. Then again, you didn't have to accuse her of anything for she would probably proclaim her infatuation if she was questioned -- and frequently even if she wasn't. There were as many kinds of beauty as there were leaves in an autumnal forest. Kory had never met a being she didn't find beauty in; whether it was in the nuances of their features or a hidden charm. In the form of self assurance or a kindness of spirit. Kory had come to learn all the ways in which Sara Lance was breathtakingly beautiful. 

A type of beauty that was beyond surface level. The kind that resonated from her soul; a will to fight for other as she wished others would have fought for her. And a conviction of a phoenix, of one who has been reduced to ash, revived in the midst of scorching anguish, and told to sing. Hard-worn yet profound. It was that which grew within, a rawness. Kory had to confess, at least to herself, that of all the wonderfully beautiful thoughts she had of her beloved as she watched the focused blonde swing her staff at the punching bag. 

Her thoughts were anything but poetic.

“Hmm? Did you say something” Kory was quite certain she did, but she was far too distracted envisioning all the alternative ways she and Sara could get a good workout in. She smirked shamelessly from her position on the edge of the training mat, her legs crossed and hovering above the ground. "Don't look at me like that, how do you expect me to pay attention when you're dressed like that" she playfully defended. "I think you did it on purpose"

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( &. — BURNINGCANARY 003 ) #tw : dirty thoughts lol

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stormsandmagic​:

Garth hid a smile at the delivery boy’s surprise. Good to know people can still be pleasantly surprised these days. Hopping over the back of the couch, he trailed her to the kitchen, thankful for how much they’d ordered. Factor in a Tamaranian and an Atlantean and the two ate enough to feed a large family - he blamed his Atlantean metabolism. Leaning his elbows on the counter, he just shrugged. “Oh, nothing ruins my appetite, thankfully.”

He deftly caught the various condiments, setting them down in a neat row. “Kimchi? Score!” He was glad to see Kory was still as brilliantly eccentric as she always was. “I’m glad, too. I’m not really in contact with anyone else, so this is nice.”

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“Good answer”

She commended in a sing song voice, handing him an entire box to with as he pleased. As for her own box, the top was flung open and she inhaled the delicious fragrance of melted cheese and spices. Mustard first, of course. She'd never gotten over her adolescent craving for the unusual condiment. It brought back memories of her early days in the Tower, when she was still new to the planet, and Victor had to gently remind her that squirting an entire bottle of mustard into her mouth was not considered a snack. She spiraled the yellow substance across the surface of the pizza. Once more, almost without conscious thought or discussion, Garth seemed to hand her the condiment she intended to use next without her having to ask.

Kory paused just before shoving her fist slice into her mouth. “It is nice, isn’t it?” she agreed, unable to suppress her melancholy sigh. “After Jason and Roy left, I don’t see many old friends,” she supported their urge to branch out, there were other cities that needed protecting and life did move on. But she missed them, just as she had missed Garth and just as she missed anyone she made a connection with. “I suppose things change whether you want them to or not” she mused, swallowing the unpleasant thought. “But at least we found our way back to each other? Cheers” she lifted her slice towards him in a mock salute.

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( &. — GARTH+KORY 003 ) #tw : food

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hisheroics​:

     Jon was so high above the city that is stretched out like a sea of twinkling lights before him. Thanks to his super hearing he could make out the sound of the bustling traffic beneath him. It was a peaceful night and Jon was appreciative of that. His father would have told him that nights like these were few and far between and should be savored. Jon frowned. If only his dad had actually been there in the flesh to remind him of that. He was all alone on an unfamiliar planet that had a Superman of its own. Clark would then remind the boy that his time was better spent and that pouting would do him no good. He was Superboy and he had no time to mope.       He perked up at the sound of trouble. Somewhere in the city, a mugging was taking place. Diving off of the building Jon descended into the night. He appeared before an old lady and her would-be attacker in a red and blue blur. Upon spotting the insignia on his chest the mugger ran, abandoning the purse which Jon politely returned. She was so grateful that she had even given him five dollars for his kind deed. Deciding to put that money to good use he stopped by a hot dog cart and ordered a quick bite to eat. He stuck out like a sore thumb in his costume but Jon had learned to embrace the stares. When people looked at him they saw the personification of hope. “You come for a hot dog, too?” He asked, smiling brightly at a stranger that had joined him at the stand. 

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“How many dogs you want lady?”

“How many do you have?” the vendor stuck his head out of the tiny window to gawk at the beaming extraterrestrial, gauging whether or not she was being sarcastic. But all he found was an enthusiastic statement of authenticity. “As many as you like, darling,” he answered, shocked and raucous in his laughter. Kory's grin widened as she clapped her hands together in delight. “Lovely, I’ll like all the toppings as well please”. Figuring it would take some time to fulfill her odd request, Kory stepped out of the line so that others could place their orders. 

As always, drawing the attention of most who passed her due to her stature and unusually tinted complexion. But she didn’t take the sideways glances and open stares negatively, merely offering a friendly wave and a smile in passing greeting. She also happened to be dressed in her hero gear, which, left quite a bit of her skin exposed. All the important bits were covered at least. She caught the gaze of a young girl who seemed fixated on her, not impolitely -- at least she hoped not. A familiar action figure dangling from his grasp. She’d have to remember to tell Barry about it next time she saw him.

Kory's attention was drawn to the hero beside her, and she returned his grin with one of her own. She didn't recognize him but she was more than familiar with the costume he donned. Another Super. "Yes, I have! I'd heard they were the finest, so I made a special detour to sample them "She elaborated. "I don't think we've met before; are you new to town?"

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( &. — JON+KORY 001 )

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evildxllface​:

♦♦♦

       𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 happy to collect all the money from those douchebags, the blonde licked her own lips and thought about bloodthirsty. She was laying ‘low’ for so long by now that she knew she knew any moment she could commit something… Stuck inside of her, that Joker knew how to release the beast within her. ❛ Well, darlin’ if yer were a bit stronger, I’d would be soooooooooooooo happy because he would be dead, and I’d feed my babies at home and use the blood for a bloodbath, I read in some article that says blood makes the skin silky. Just kiddin’. ❜ You know you are NOT joking Harley...  A voice told inside of her head, and sighs deeply, on her inebriated mind. ❛ That’s Puddin’ humor. ❜ She refers to her ex-boyfriend. She wasn’t kidding in the part of feeding her hyenas though.            ❛ Kory… ❜ She sat on the brunette’s lap, opening her black and red coat, taking money. ❛ Yer did a good job today… ❜ She says giggling with her dimples showing on her cheeks.  ❛ Since yer don’t mind the money, I love money very much. Kory… Can I ask a final request? ❜

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In reaction to Harley's explicit portrayal, Kory could only stare, but eventually burst into loud laughter. She assumed she was teasing, always maintaining a pleasant outlook during her interactions with the erratic Clown Queen. "You're quite comical," she praised, her giggle muffled by a rueful shake of her locks. "I admit I don't always understand your 'dark' humor, but I find it entertaining nevertheless," 

She reached for her drink and took a healthy gulp, enjoying the tickle down her throat. It would take a few dozen more of those to have a real effect on her but Harley was kind enough to order her something sweet so the taste of dark liquor wouldn't be so harsh. Kory had no idea why so many people had cautioned her against befriending the clown. So far, the only impressions she'd gleaned were that Harley was, while extreme at times, ultimately quite fun and kinder than she let on.

Kory spread her arms to allow Harley to rest comfortably on her lap; she would never refuse the warmth of a pretty woman. "A final request?" she inquired, tilting her head. "What do you require?"

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stormsandmagic​:

“I know, right? Who goes through the- ohmyGod-!” Garth yelped in the same moment as her, a few amused chuckles escaping him when he noticed her float just a little. Bringing his own bowl of candy - mostly chocolate - towards them both, he gripped her hand just as tightly, tensing as he was once more drawn into the movie.

“That’s gotta be - what - a litre of blood? I think she’s supposed to be dead already…” He froze, grimacing as an uncomfortable thought crossed his mind. “Please don’t come back from the dead and eat them, ‘cause that’d be really gross-” He didn’t know why he ended up whispering but it felt appropriate. Or it did till the combination of his door bell and Kory’s scream made him jump so hard that he dropped his candy. Dang it. His dismay however was soon alleviated at her announcement. “Ooh, yes, pizza.” He quickly hit pause, frowning as he caught the actors between blinks. Yikes.

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The last thing the young delivery boy expected was to be welcomed by an overly exuberant, enormous, orange-colored woman hovering four inches above the ground. His pupils dilated as he beheld the subdued flames intermingled with the dancing curls. Living in a city full of meta-humans didn't always prepare him for encounters like this. He could barely stutter a response to her gratitude for his prompt delivery and nearly turned into a puddle of jelly as she winked at him before shutting the door. 

He guessed heroes had to eat too. 

Kory held the stack of pizza boxes tightly in her arms, humming an ecstatic tune to herself as she hurried towards the kitchen counter. The amount of pizza she ordered definitely looked like far too much for just two people to consume. But Kory had the appetite of a six member family at minimum -- and nine stomachs to support her voracious hunger. "Perhaps suggesting a gorey film before dinner wasn't the smartest decision?" she laughed, rummaging through her cupboards for her usual array of weird condiments. "I hope it hasn't ruined your appetite"

"I've got mustard, barbeque sauce, ketchup, banana peppers..." she tossed the condiments over her shoulder for him to catch. They might not have performed on a team together since their youth, but they instinctively understood how to operate together. "...oh Kimchi!" It hadn't occurred to her that the toppings she was recommending were unusual, and she might very well be the only one utilizing them. Kory wouldn't care. She was merely grateful to be sharing a meal with a close friend. "I'm so happy you were able to come for a visit. It is not often I get to see old friends, we are so scattered in different places"

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( &. — GARTH+KORY 002 )

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@pagingdoctortommy

'Cause all I know is we said, "Hello" And your eyes look like comin' home All I know is a simple name And everything has changed

#( &. — MEDSTAR. will you share your soul with me unzip your skin and let me have a see ; so tell me you can't bear a room that I'm not in ) #( &. — KORY ANDERS. starlight ; i will be chasing a starlight ; let’s conspire to ignite ) #( &. — EARLY!MEDSTAR ) #we only do taylor's version in this haus

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@whitecanary-lance

#( &. — BURNINGCANARY. lean for me and i’ll fall back ; you’ll fit so nicely you'll keep me intact ) #( &. — KORY ANDERS. starlight ; I will be chasing a starlight ; let’s conspire to ignite ) #tw : kissing

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pagingdoctortommy​:

It was everything he wanted, everything he needed. The Christmas holidays were always a spectacle growing up, and he learned to resent the holiday, thanks to his father. Tommy’s face was still buried in the crook of Kory’s neck, lifting and turning his head just enough to see the beautiful decorations. It gave new life to his otherwise drab apartment, and once again was reminded how incredibly lucky he was to have Kory in his life.

Honey. His heart grasped onto the feeling that surrounded the loving moniker that rolled so easily off her tongue, wanting to bottle up and store that feeling for the days he felt his lowest. “I bought a tiny little fake tree last year, but it was only out for about a week. Christmas really wasn’t my favorite growing up,” Tommy admitted. “It felt like a chore, putting on a happy face for PR events nearly everyday that I was dragged to. I guess that distain followed me into adulthood. These decorations are sublime,” he said simply, eyes trained on the twinkling lights nestled on the tree.

Tommy couldn’t help but smile, Kory’s literal descriptions always eliciting a feeling of warmth and adoration for the woman. His fingers were cold in hers as she led him further into his apartment, making a mental note to ensure the door was locked before they settled down for the night. “Rorfian Zopgar?” Tommy echoed, the words foreign on his tongue. His arms wrapped around her waist as they stood closer to the tree, his chin resting on her shoulder. “This is the best Christmas ever, Kor,” he said quietly, placing a kiss on her shoulder. “Thank you.”

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Kory's features took on an empathetic aspect for a short spell. Every little piece of himself he allowed her to understand was a privilege in her perspective, but it also saddened her to know that he was saddled with so many unpleasant experiences to this day. She withdrew the pity in her gaze and concentrated on her efforts to transform his views about the holiday. It was becoming her main objective the deeper she sank into the affection she held so ardently for him, each level a harder fall than the last. For every darkened corner of his psyche that housed memories of sorrow and gloom, she endeavored to vanquish with light and love. The latter of which Kory was certain was the feeling she'd been reluctant to admit to herself over the last few months. "I am so pleased you like them," and it really did validate her already overflowing excitement than her efforts were being so well received. Often times Kory feared she was being a little too overwhelming to do herself any favors, but Tommy never seemed to find her natural exuberance a hindrance in their romance. And she loved him for it.

And there it was again. That feeling. Love. 

If she were very honest, she'd been certain of her sentiments towards him for quite some time. Falling in love with him wasn’t a difficult; it's admitting to herself that it happened that was hard. You see, she'd felt this way before, and the disaster of her most intimate sentiments being betrayed and shattered had resulted in a delicate but effective shield being erected. Kory had been guarding her heart for so long, delighting in the independence and freedom of noncommitment and focusing only on her desire rather than romantic attachment. But Tommy didn't seem to notice, how rude. Kory supposed those walls were really meant for others and he always had his own door. "You just wait, I've got a list of Earthian Christmas activities that I have been assured will put anyone in the festive spirit."

"Oh yes, Rorfian Zopgar's are very comical in appearance but fearsome in their maneuvers. To deter my sister and me from misbehaving, my mother would tell us horror stories about their insatiable appetites" she quickly explained, a shudder coursing through her body as she remembered the terrifying imagery her younger mind conjured up of the native creature from her home planet. The memories was overshadowed by the sensation of Tommy affectionately embracing her, bringing a brilliant grin to her features as he expressed his appreciation. Kory let out an expressive sigh, not bothering to hide her enamored stare. In that moment he'd anchored her soul, creating a tether to this plane of reality and this moment with him forever.

She felt the words bubble on her tongue but withheld them, at least for now. "Let the festivities begin!" she exclaimed, grabbing his hand and dragging him towards her phone to start her Christmas playlist. "Dance with me?' she gently demanded as Let it Snow! began to croon pleasantly from the speakers.

#( &. — INTERACTIONS ) #( &. — MEDSTAR 006 ) #( &. — BACKDATED )