Toronto, Not Brazil Nor Space, Tuesday

[whenshewasnice]

This felt surreal. After the... several months Natalie had just had, taking a day or two to actually be away from Brazil and the Hegemony and Peter was just surreal. Knowing she was going to get to actually see Jim for the first time in over three months? Yeah, weird.

Since they were not very into the idea of meeting in either Ribeirao Preto or Iowa, Natalie had picked a place almost at random from the first selection of package deals Portalocity had happened to offer her. So now she was standing in the Drake Hotel lobby in Toronto, with her bag slung over her shoulder and check-in already dealt with, just waiting for Jim to arrive.

[ooc: NFB, for the boy!]

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[pursuedthestars]

"What wig?" Jim asked, shaking his head. "What are you talking about?"

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie snorted. "Don't worry about it," she said. "You wouldn't get it even if I explained. Too meta, even for your high levels of intellect."

[pursuedthestars]

"I would never wear a wig anyway," Jim told her haughtily. "My hair's too gorgeous for that."

[whenshewasnice]

"True," she replied agreeably, reaching up to briefly run her fingers through his gorgeous hair. "The rest of you isn't shabby, either."

[pursuedthestars]

"Flatterer," Jim said, snickering. "I think you're just trying to get into my pants."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie rolled her eyes.

"Well I don't just want to get into your pants."

But... Yes, she probably wanted that too. Just among other things.

[pursuedthestars]

"You want to get into other things, hm?" Jim laughed and went to say something else when someone knocked on the door.

"Food's here," he chanted, trying to extricate himself from Natalie. "I won't be gone long."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie sighed, but drew her arm and leg off him, rolling onto her back.

He was free for the moment.

[pursuedthestars]

Jim rolled off the bed and went to open the door. Soon enough, he was bringing a cart back in the room and moving it closer to the bed.

"And snacks and wine and cake and other stuff is served," he said, closing the door again.

[whenshewasnice]

Okay, Natalie was actually going to push herself up to more of a sitting position for that. She didn't want to spill anything on herself.

"Give me a sandwich."

[pursuedthestars]

"Demanding," Jim said but he reached over for one of the sandwiches and passed it to her. Jim actually went for the wine first so he could uncork it and pour it into a few glasses for them.

[whenshewasnice]

"I have very recently regained my position in the eyes of the world as chief of staff to the Hegemon of Earth," Natalie told him as she took the sandwich. "I know my worth and what I deserve."

[pursuedthestars]

"Don't get cocky," Jim told her, shaking his head. "You're not my chief of staff so I can refuse you, if I want."

[whenshewasnice]

"I may not be your chief of staff, but I'm still the girl you're seeing," she retorted. "And you should try and keep me happy now that you have me."

[pursuedthestars]

"You're getting so demanding and bossy," Jim chided lightly, handing her some wine before he grabbed some chocolate and sat back. "Better be glad that I like that."

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm glad about a lot of things," Natalie replied with a smirk.

It was probably the first of its kind in a long long while.

[pursuedthestars]

"And what are you glad about?" he asked, eating some chocolate and smiling at her.

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm glad that I'm here," she said. Then she held up her glass. "And I'm glad that I have wine, and a sandwich. And I'm glad I get to sleep next to you tonight. Probably naked and exhausted."

[pursuedthestars]

"Probably," Jim agreed. "Though, who knows if that exhausted part will come because you're just that tired from life or something else."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie raised her eyebrows at him.

"Would you be content to just leave it up to life?"

[pursuedthestars]

"I'd be content with doing whatever you want to do," Jim said. "There's plenty of time to do lots of different things."

[whenshewasnice]

"I forgot you're a gentleman." She nodded approvingly, taking a sip from her glass. "Good answer."

[pursuedthestars]

"The rogueish good looks and charm probably make it easy to forget," he said, shrugging. "I forgive you."

[whenshewasnice]

"Thank you," she replied with a little mock grateful sigh. "So kind of you, Mr. Kirk."

[pursuedthestars]

"I know, Miss Adams," he said, shrugging like it was no big deal. "That's just how I am. I'm that great."