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[ Let's be honest, "fucked off" is a huge understatement. Oxford is walking and talking, stomping along the corridors of the Tranquility, irritated by how familiar he finds it now. It's a tactical move, of sorts. If he's going to cope with the space induced headache, he's going to do it in the mopey privacy of his own room, and certainly not the locker rooms. ]

It seems that I was under some misguided delusion that perhaps maybe one jaunt in space would be more than enough for one lifetime, but no. Here I am, once again, covered in this obscene blue goo and - even better - this time I have been denied my clothes. This damned heap of futuristic junk has an abominable sense of humour, providing me with nothing but cufflinks, a pair of shoes and, worst of all, a damned tie. The sheer audacity of this set-up simple has no bounds.

[ The stomping stops, just for a moment, emphasising Oxford's little pause for thought. ]

How accessible are the airlocks here? I've a strong temptation to see what an Asprey tie looks like drifting around the vast vacuum of space- [ he stops for a second; the thought of the endless darkness surrounding them at this moment makes his head pound that much harder and a certain nausea bubble in the pit of his stomach ] -ah, in all its royal blue glory.

[ S I G H. ]

Good day to you, Tranquility. How lovely it is to make your acquaintance once again.

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[ normally, she would object to that, but italics away oxford. italics away. ]

I just call 'em like I see 'em. [ oxford's a good guy, and he doesn't mistake jenna's flirting for more than it is. that makes him okay in her book. ] I'm good.

[ well, that one rung the tiniest bit hollow. ]

[ He hears that little bit of hollow, and takes it at something that probably should not be discussed over the network, necessarily. He's quiet for a moment, his smile fading only a little. ]

I'm glad to hear that. [ There's a slightly pointed quality to the way he speaks. ] We should catch up in more depth at some point. I feel as though I'm keeping you from rescuing yourself from the clutches of the blue goo.

I still have a secret stash if you still like to drink. We can catch up-- such as it is.

[ and hopefully booze will make that pointed quality go away, because dean's a dick but the idea of talking with anyone about it seems tacky. ]

I could do with a drink, so thank you for the offer. I'd be happy to take you up on that.

[ He won't press her about what might be bothering her, but he'd at least like to help distract her. There's a slightly selfish aspect to this, though, because distracting Jenna very well might just help him distract himself, too. ]

Name the time, and as long as I have enough time to shower before then I'm in.

Is an hour and a half enough time for two showers?

More than enough. My pseudo-dorm room or yours?

Yours, if you don't mind?

Mi casa es su casa.

Muchos gracias, señorita.

[ shut up he is super smooth. ]

That works better if you bring me tequila, just saying.

And if I had some, you know that I gladly would. [ He pulls an apologetic face. ] Alas, I haven't even been allowed my flask this time around.

Now you're just fishing for handouts, don't think I don't see it. [ which is the teasing way of saying BB I WILL FIX THAT FOR YOU, IT AIN'T RIGHT. ]

[ He feigns a pained hiss, touching his temple and looking down sheepishly. ]

Your powers of observation wound me, Jenna.

You're just lucky I like you so much.

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