Kyle and Dori have a quick cute moment during some brief down-time.
Dori jumped up a bit, trying to see over the heads of everyone on to the stage. The show she had wanted to catch was at First Ave and the crowd was huge, and made it hard to see. But at least there wasn't tail pulling. She turned and looked at her boyfriend with huge, dinnerplate eyes.
"Kyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyle..."
Negioating time -off- security duty hadn't been that bad. Really, they all needed breaks, and he and Dori had managed to schedule theirs for the band she wanted to see most. It worked out well enough for everyone that there hadn't been a lot of complaints. And they were still there, which meant they were eyes on the ground for the duration. So Kyle still had his comm in his ear, and a noise-dampening plug in the other. Concerts were a lot better when he wasn't deaf. "Soda, hold your bag while you pee or someone's yelling in your ear and I can't hear it?" He couldn't think of what else it might be...
"I can't see the stage.... can you lift me up?" she asked. Dori would've given him a tackle hug, but they were surrounded by people, "I mean, I'll totally take a soda if it's not like ten million dollars or something."
"What, like on my shoulders?" Kyle asked. They were sort of in the back, and he hadn't really considered that the floor was flat. He was tall, it wasn't really a thing he thought about. "Okay, but if I get tail in my mouth, we're gonna have to have that anatomy talk again."
Dori started giggling, "They'd totally kick us out if we did."
"Well, yeaahhhh." Kyle drawled. "Okay, come here. I'll boost you up and you can sit on my shoulders." She wasn't all that heavy, even with the ridiculous (ly hot) amount of leg muscle, so it was easy enough to crouch down slightly, and then hoist Dori up so she could settle on his shoulders. "Comfy?" He asked, once she was up there and had stopped wiggling around trying to get balance.
Dori shifted a bit, "Yeah! Though I can think of funner ways to do this but we'd totally kicked out and we are so going to see Cats Laughing," Dori said, with a happy squeak, "You are the best boyfriend in the history of boyfriends!"
"I will be way less best if you strangle me with your thighs." Kyle said. "Little bit of a lighter grip there, pretty sure the healing factor won't fix suffocating." He was laughing, but she did have a bit of a death grip with her legs. Usually it was just his ears that got crushed, not his neck. "You realize we're about fifteen seconds from Scott being all "Great, now you have a birds-eye view, give me the lay of the land" if he sees you, right?
"Oh, he won't see us, hide behind that guy!" she pointed to someone who had to be like nine feet tall. "I bet he won't see us then. I bet a personalized wake up and I will take requests," she said, giggling.
Not that she wouldn't play alarm clock anyway.
"Dude, we're like nine feet tall together." Kyle said. "And it's Scott. He's gonna know. And how is that a bet either of us loses?" He edged over towards the back of the crowd anyway - no sense in blocking more people than necessary. "I mean, I am pretty sure dude knows about the dumpster incident and I'm not sure he was even -here- for that."
Dori narrowed her eyes, "Note to self: that tape must die," or be added to a private collection but it wasn't even that sexy. Her narrowed eyes stared over the crowd. No sign of Mister Summers.
"Wait, how many people know about the dumpster thingie?"
"No clue. I assume Scott knows everything. And Gar, and maybe Doc Jean. They know all. Oh, and Paige. Paige is omnipotent." Kyle said. "But if no one's given us crap I'm betting they're saving it for when we're -really- in trouble." He was teasing, but the odds of someone having that tape saved as potential blackmail was likely. It just wouldn't work - he didn't much care if people saw it.
"They're all on The List," Dori announced, her tone would've been ominous if she could pull such a thing off. She really couldn't and it came across sounding like The Flash's imitation of Lex Luthor from the Justice League cartoon.
There was noise from stage then and then Dori pointed, "Oooooh, it's starting!" she said, trying not to jostle her boyfriend around too much, "Wheeee!!!"
Dori jumped up a bit, trying to see over the heads of everyone on to the stage. The show she had wanted to catch was at First Ave and the crowd was huge, and made it hard to see. But at least there wasn't tail pulling. She turned and looked at her boyfriend with huge, dinnerplate eyes.
"Kyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyle..."
Negioating time -off- security duty hadn't been that bad. Really, they all needed breaks, and he and Dori had managed to schedule theirs for the band she wanted to see most. It worked out well enough for everyone that there hadn't been a lot of complaints. And they were still there, which meant they were eyes on the ground for the duration. So Kyle still had his comm in his ear, and a noise-dampening plug in the other. Concerts were a lot better when he wasn't deaf. "Soda, hold your bag while you pee or someone's yelling in your ear and I can't hear it?" He couldn't think of what else it might be...
"I can't see the stage.... can you lift me up?" she asked. Dori would've given him a tackle hug, but they were surrounded by people, "I mean, I'll totally take a soda if it's not like ten million dollars or something."
"What, like on my shoulders?" Kyle asked. They were sort of in the back, and he hadn't really considered that the floor was flat. He was tall, it wasn't really a thing he thought about. "Okay, but if I get tail in my mouth, we're gonna have to have that anatomy talk again."
Dori started giggling, "They'd totally kick us out if we did."
"Well, yeaahhhh." Kyle drawled. "Okay, come here. I'll boost you up and you can sit on my shoulders." She wasn't all that heavy, even with the ridiculous (ly hot) amount of leg muscle, so it was easy enough to crouch down slightly, and then hoist Dori up so she could settle on his shoulders. "Comfy?" He asked, once she was up there and had stopped wiggling around trying to get balance.
Dori shifted a bit, "Yeah! Though I can think of funner ways to do this but we'd totally kicked out and we are so going to see Cats Laughing," Dori said, with a happy squeak, "You are the best boyfriend in the history of boyfriends!"
"I will be way less best if you strangle me with your thighs." Kyle said. "Little bit of a lighter grip there, pretty sure the healing factor won't fix suffocating." He was laughing, but she did have a bit of a death grip with her legs. Usually it was just his ears that got crushed, not his neck. "You realize we're about fifteen seconds from Scott being all "Great, now you have a birds-eye view, give me the lay of the land" if he sees you, right?
"Oh, he won't see us, hide behind that guy!" she pointed to someone who had to be like nine feet tall. "I bet he won't see us then. I bet a personalized wake up and I will take requests," she said, giggling.
Not that she wouldn't play alarm clock anyway.
"Dude, we're like nine feet tall together." Kyle said. "And it's Scott. He's gonna know. And how is that a bet either of us loses?" He edged over towards the back of the crowd anyway - no sense in blocking more people than necessary. "I mean, I am pretty sure dude knows about the dumpster incident and I'm not sure he was even -here- for that."
Dori narrowed her eyes, "Note to self: that tape must die," or be added to a private collection but it wasn't even that sexy. Her narrowed eyes stared over the crowd. No sign of Mister Summers.
"Wait, how many people know about the dumpster thingie?"
"No clue. I assume Scott knows everything. And Gar, and maybe Doc Jean. They know all. Oh, and Paige. Paige is omnipotent." Kyle said. "But if no one's given us crap I'm betting they're saving it for when we're -really- in trouble." He was teasing, but the odds of someone having that tape saved as potential blackmail was likely. It just wouldn't work - he didn't much care if people saw it.
"They're all on The List," Dori announced, her tone would've been ominous if she could pull such a thing off. She really couldn't and it came across sounding like The Flash's imitation of Lex Luthor from the Justice League cartoon.
There was noise from stage then and then Dori pointed, "Oooooh, it's starting!" she said, trying not to jostle her boyfriend around too much, "Wheeee!!!"