<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/allamerican/images/4/42/Cody_Christian.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20190510223633)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As picture<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, August 21st 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>4:37 PM EST<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Back in Brion & Helena’s shared bedroom<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Chilling with Helena, Beer 1<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Helena: Closed<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She leaned over his arm to see what he sat on the bed and all the food he purchased, laughing lightly and nodding in agreement. “Yes, I think you did. Good grief, did you want to throw a party? I could send a text to everyone if you wanted....” He really wasn't used to her touching him in a non sparing environment, it was surprisingly easy to get used to. "<strong>You know...I think I'm good with it being only us. I wasn't sure if there would be anyone who overheard us and followed you up, but this is more than good.</strong>"<br/><br/>He watched her open the beer with her ring. "<strong>Cute trick that.</strong>" he says just pulling his off carefully so he doesn't break the bottleneck. “Wait....really? Just now?” He smiles at her surprise. "<strong>Yeah, really just now. I was out getting stuff and I had to wait while they made enough to feed an army. It's not that big of a deal, I was just thinking of you.</strong>"<br/><br/>“You remembered....” He chuckles after swallowing his first gulp. With his physiology beer didn't do anything for him other than taste good or bad depending on the brand. "<strong>You tell me you started paining and drawing, yeah, its a blip on the radar from the car ride. That and beach camping.</strong>" he says. "<strong>It was a three hour drive, the least I could do for kidnapping you is pay attention.</strong>" he jokes.<br/><br/>The hug was more than nice. The scent of her hair blocked everything else out right up til the moment she pressed herself to him. He one arm hugged her back then let his hand fall to the side. “Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll definitely use it.” He nodded to her not exactly trusting his voice at the second. After taking another gulp of his beer he managed. "<strong>I'd like to see anything you feel proud of or even mildly happy wi...</strong>" and then she kissed his cheek and drove speech from him again. He really needed to calm himself. It was unfair to be projecting all this out to her. Brion took a steadying breath as she pulled back and put her hair over her ear.<br/><br/>“But keep this a little secret....I don’t want it getting out I’m a sweet little artist.” He chuckled at that. "<strong>Your secrets are always safe with me. And lets face it, besides me, who is going to believe your a sweet little artist?</strong>" he teases her. She was the big bad Huntress, not many had ever seen this side of her.<br/><br/>“Come sit with me.” She crawled back onto her empty bed with her plate full of tacos, chips, and salsa and crossed her legs as she began to eat. He took two plates and loaded one up with some appetizers they could share and the second one was more for him. “And tell me everything you feel about this Brazilian Mission. I feel out of place with what I know but you probably keep up with everything and everyone since, you know....you’re more likable than me.”<br/><br/>"<strong>You're plenty likable, they just don't know this side of you.</strong>" He looked for any defensiveness in what she was saying but didn't hear any in her voice. She was who she was and accepted it. He nodded to her request. ”I’m also a little surprised Batman didn’t speak to either of us. I half expected him to say something to -you- at least...” He shrugs at that. "<strong>Maybe he was just busy, the whole point of all of us is that the JL can't keep up. I'm pretty sure that isn't an easy admission for him to make on his best day. Besides, you know how...economical he can be with his words.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Our destination is Santa Caterina, in the southern part of Brazil. We're meeting one of the local heroes there with ties to Interpol. I didn't really get the full briefing notes but from my understanding there is something shady going on with ships stopping there and then going elsewhere. I'm thinking drugs but the locals could handle that. Maybe the ones behind it are metas?</strong>" he says summing up what he's glanced through in the notes. With the 'work' part of this over, because he knows its just going to sort of percolate in her brain as to what kind of approaches and strategies to go in with, he sits with his back to the wall so their knees are touching.<br/><br/>He looks around. "<strong>So...you think we can swing having a cat in here?</strong>" he asks. If they were going to be here for a while, they may as well get comfortable.