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To: [grumpybear]
From: [curiousScot]
Subject: Helicopters.

What do you know about helicopters, oh darling who knows these things?

Moira

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Subject: let me read your mind...

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...I do that so well, you know.

You want a helicopter. Something that will let you hop back and forth across the pond more easily.

Hrrm. This is when it is very good that money is no object. Let me look up a few things here.

Nathan

PS: Rachel is taking out her aggressions on her stuffed toys again. Mr. Bunny came flying out the door after me when I put Ray down to sleep.

Re: Subject: let me read your mind...

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Silly telepathic husbands.

And yes, exactly. ;) Oh that telepathy that you do so well. (Er. Sleep soon, I think.)

Who, us? Money? Never.

Moira

PS: Oh dear. Did Mr. Bunny survive the flight this time?

Subject: look, we're bad enough with the sleep deprivation...

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... thanks to our little red-headed wonder, so let's not push it, hmm? If you're not up here by one I'm staging an assault on the medlab.

There really are a number of options. Wonder if I could get ahold of GW, see what he thinks... at least with you, we can go through perfectly legitimate channels. The Pack was always more for buying their heavy equipment on the sly.

Nathan

PS: He wound up in a pitiful pink heap on the coffee table. Her aim is improving.

Re: Subject: look, we're bad enough with the sleep deprivation...

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Thhhbt. Meanie.

But, yes, I'll probably be in bed by midnight. It's been a long couple of days.

Ohhh, yes, GW would know. Besides, didn't you two blow up some helicopters once? I remember you coming back to Muir after that. *grins* And legitimate is very good.

Moira

PS: ...should I be frightened or very pleased? Or both?

Subject: now, now...

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Don't be dragging up my nasty explosive past. (Am a trifle irritated about that business today, can you tell?)

Midnight is good. I was being overly generous with one am, really. Want me to have some herbal tea ready a little before then? I think you probably need something calming.

I'll see if GW can be found. If they're not back in Tunis for a few days rest it can't be too long until they are. They've been going at things pretty hard lately.

Nathan

PS: Possibly both. Annnnnd now she's spinning the mobile around.

But awww...

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But it's so much fun. And I make GW bury his head in his arms whenever I mention it.

Herbal tea is good. I haven't had much to drink--eat, yes, drink no--today and that sounds lovely. Especially after the day...week...er...months?...I've had.

They need to take a break. Have them come to Muir in a few weeks.

Moira

PS: How fast?

PPS: We need to have an evening for ourselves soon.

Subject: tormenting GW...

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He does make the most amusing faces, doesn't he? I used to be difficult just to get him to scowl at me. (Shhh.)

Herbal tea it is. Think there's camomile around here somewhere. And don't you go getting dehydrated on me, woman. You pushed enough juice on me this weekend to float the Queen Mary. Better watch out or it'll be your turn.

I really wish I could talk them into it. I think this is getting a little out of hand... I don't like some of the risks I'm hearing they're taking.

Nathan

PS: The mobile pieces are flying so fast they're horizontal.

PPS: That would be very, very nice... this has been a hell of a fall so far.

You, difficult?

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You were difficult?! Tell me it wasn't so! *faints*

I happen to know that I didn't push enough juice on you to float the Queen Mary. Maybe another vessel but certainly not that one.

Want me to have a go at them? Please? I need to yell at someone and it might as well be that lot. Say, we could set up a conference call in the next few days...

Moira

PS: We're going to have to buy another one, aren't we?

PPS: Rachel's already had babysitters (I nearly typed babysisters and nearly gave myself a heart attack), so we could escape for an evening and a day.

Subject: me, difficult.

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I know it must come as a terrible shock.

What was that godawful red stuff, by the way? The stuff you were pushing at me when the room wouldn't stay put. Cranberry? Pomegranate?

I'll see if I can't make some headway, then bring you in as reinforcements? GW can't resist both of us.

Nathan

PS: Possibly. One of the pieces just flew off and shattered against the wall. I suppose I should go clean up.

PPS: Imagine. An afternoon out, followed by dinner... I'm not sure what we'd do with ourselves.

Be still my heart, even.

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Heart attack central. *Le gasp*

Actually, yes to both. Cran-Pomegranate, one of the new flavors since you've gotten used to all the rest and I miss your "This is gross and I hate you, you evil woman" look.

Has GW ever been able to tell me no?

Moira

PS: That would possibly be a very wise idea because she decides those pieces are fun and should be thrown around as well.

PPS: My God, I can't even imagine that right now. What to do, what to do...

you mean I don't make your heart beat fast anymore?

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Sigh. I really must be losing my touch. I could try and get it back?

Oh, screw the "This is gross and I hate you, you evil woman" look. Would you hurry up and come upstairs? Banter, the ultimate aphrodisiac...

Well, he told you no the one time you tried to hook him up with that girl from the mainland. Wait, no. It was Anna who did that.

Nathan

PS: All cleaned up. She's currently whimpering at me. I'm trying very hard not to pick her up.

PPS: Movie! There's got to be a bad historical movie playing somewhere. Or at worst, a good one.

In That outfit you damn well do.

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But my heart has nearly stopped more times than naught these past few months.

Ohhh, in that case, let me close up shop and I'll be right up.

Yes, Anna did that. And I just laughed and laughed and laughed at him. Does that count?

Moira

PS: Tears at my heart but she needs to learn to sleep through the night.

PPS: ARen't most of them bad?

Oh, I'm GOOD.

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And yes, I know. Let me figure out all kinds of vaguely naughty ways to apologize for the times I was responsible for.

He survived. And learned to fear the women of your family. Good survival trait.


Nathan

PS: Put Bella in there with her. Bella's cooing, and Rachel's stopped whimpering.

PPS: Well, not all of them. Just most.

You normally are, dear.

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Hrrrrm, how I've missed this. Oh, we will so need a night to ourselves, love.

Which reminds me, Anna wants to see Rachel. She's demanding it, rather.

Moira

PS: Good idea. And I'll be up in a second.

PPS: I'll believe it when I see it.