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[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

Bruce sits in a booth, working on calculations on papers. On the table is a mass of papers, scribbled with neat handwritten equations. A small device, looking like a borg cube in miniature, sits, pulsing with green light, in the middle of the table.

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[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He blushes.

That would depend on which head you were talking about, really. But he would definitely boggle.

"You are not assistance, Serena. You are beauty."

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I am?" She tilts head, massaging still...

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He nods, looking at her.

"Yes, beauty in words, in face, in kindness, in deeds. beauty in motion."

he gently kisses her forehead then and grins.

"And you have a cute nose."

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

"Oh? Thank you..."

She laens to his chest, enjoying closeness.

"Hmm... you said you might have questions?"

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

he blinks at her closeness and tries to think.

"I did?"

He ponders this.

"I cant remember them at the moment."

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

"Oh, but quesions are always fun... or annoying. But always a change."