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[Barr only raises her eyebrows at that and points to herself.]

Pot. [Then she points to Bryce] Kettle.

[So yeah, none of them were the best at this but at least one of them is trying. And that sure isn't Bryce. Barbara even wore a pretty red mini skirt, and not only because it's more comfortable to run in those.]

[She can see the papers on the table and while Barr had no doubts that the other woman had been doing what she told her, it makes her wonder if Bryce knows how to relax at all. A second later, she gives her a bright smile.]

I recall promising you a massage.

[ There's definitely a wary look at Barr and a roll of Bryce's eyes when she points at her. She's... totally... she's not single because she's a bad flirt, okay!! She just also sucks, and not in a good way.

People aren't really into the whole broody and violent thing.

But friends entertaining each other for an evening? That's something Bryce doesn't really mind. Most of her hook ups are of that nature and she doesn't begrudge them. The massage thing isn't as subtle as Barr might think, but then again Bryce isn't sure she's trying to be. ]

And I recall accepting it. [ A pause, she considers. ] I do have some... oil... for this kind of thing, if you'd like to use it.

[ Which, c'mon, the idea of stripping down and having Barr rub oil all over her body... that's a nice one. ]

[ Ah, that look makes her feel a bit bad. Se doesn't want to offend Bryce, they all have complicated lives trying to balance their superhero persona and everything else.

Time to make it up to her, then. Barr nods and smiles enthusiastically, subtlety being the last thing on her mind right now. ]

If you want to...[The blond's grins turns a little wolfish, more than on board with the idea.] Just tell me where it is and make yourself comfortable in the bed. I promise to get all the stress out of you.

I don't doubt your ability to, no.

[ There's a slight pause there, a hesitation, but then Bryce just -- she gets over it. Stop thinking so much. Let it happen. It's fine, it's not a bad thing, and they're both incredible professionals. She can let Barbara massage her, let her do more than that, and so she nods, a little awkwardly before going to get the oil.

It's in the small drawer next to the bed and she pulls it out, setting it on top in full focus of Barr and then hesitates again before moving to tug the tank top off and down. Here's where it gets a little direct: she's not wearing a bra so with the top off, she's nude. Then she moves to push down the sweats which leaves her in just her panties, in front of the other woman. ]

... Is this alright?

[ Barbara flashed Bryce her more natural, happy smile for that. She doesn't exactly know how to be successfully flirty but she tries to always be honest in her praising.

All that matters little when the other woman undresses because Barr's train of thought gets shot to hell. She blinks if only because staring in wonder seems rude, but she just Can't. Stop.Looking.

Years of vigilantist left mark on Bryce, both in the shape of occasional scars scattered here and there and also very defined muscles. Barr's throat is a little dry and she remembers how to speak a second later. ]

Oh, yes, that's perfect. Y-you're perfect. [ Should she undress already too? Bryce is going to have to lie down and won't be able to see her so it seems useless. But oh, she could get rid of her own top and...use that as part of the massage. having a mind that thought a mile a minute was very useful on occasion ].

Lie down for me, please.

[ Bryce watches Barr warily. She trusts her, of course, trusts her a heck of a lot more than she would anyone else in this scenario barring maybe, uh, Superwoman or someone like that. But she's still nervous about it, she's still not a fan of being this vulnerable in front of someone else.

Yet, Barr seems to like it -- like her. Whatever she sees works for her and it makes Bryce smile, just a little. She's really glad Barr likes her. It's... it makes something feel warm in her, feel safe even. ]

... Thanks.

[ Her response to the compliment is demure but there's a slight blush to her cheeks that shows enough. Instead she moves over to the bed and gets on it, lying flat on her stomach with her head pillowed under her arms. She turns her head to watch Barr from where she is, biting her lip for a moment before confessing, a little quiet -- ]

I really like you, Barr.

[ Even if she didn't quite expect it. ]

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Hit send. Feel regret.

S'ok, I don't mind late tags

excellent!!

My time to apologize, work had been crazy these last 2 days sorry

your apology is null and void bc same x_x crazy busy with work

ppff its' okay, we can be both slow o7

ok FINALLY omg hi