[center][h3]Intermission[/h3][/center]

As Rookie carried Lizard, her wounds would soon mend and she'd feel as okay and alright as ever. As she then looked down at Rookie, tapping him on the shoulder.

[color=GREENYELLOW]"Yo...you planning something or what? In the South, carrying a woman like this mea'ns you stole 'er,"[/color] laughed Lizard, as her focus was back to normal and that previous headache of her' was gone.

[color=teal]"I uhh... wait, what?"[/color] Rookie dumbly replied as, very suddenly, the girl e had on his shoulders was... very much not [i]bleeding everywhere[/i] anymore. And fully conscious. And almost certainly aware that carrying her like this meant that he was by proxy, basically holding her up by her rear.

[color=teal]"Oh. Well. Umm... right."[/color] He fumbled about for words like some cheese-eating highschool boy as he set her down, very clearly not used to this whole 'Dealing with women' thing (you tend to avoid these kinds of  things when you grow up knowing you can turn someone into human-jello with a casual hug, after all...) [color=teal]"...Sorry 'bout that.[/color]

[color=GREENYELLOW]"Oh come on now. I don't mind, you planning to take me somewhere cutie?"[/color] she chuckled, teasing him, as he was basically holding her over his shoulder and holding onto her butt to balance her.

[color=GREENYELLOW]"As long as you mind, I am not your usual girl - like fish and can bruise you easily. Or rather...not you particulary but other guys maybe,"[/color] she laughed.

[color=teal][i]'Am I... [b]being hit on?[/b]'[/i][/color] Thundered a very alien thought in the Canuck's mind as he just stared at the woman as he put her down, brow cocked, face starting to go red and a comical expression formed across his face.

He cleared his throat, almost hell-bent on at least [i]attempting[/i] to steer this conversation somewhere else.

[color=teal]"So do you... remember anything that just happened?"[/color] The Rookie asked, avoiding her eyes [color=teal]"Because the rest of the team looks kinda [i]clueless[/i]"[/color]


[color=GREENYELLOW]"I do...do you? My hero, eh? Coming to my aid, after I got smashed into a wall and likely hurt badly?"[/color] she chuckled, leaning forward and looking at him. Chuckling a bit, before she leaned forward again - giving him a kiss onto his cheek.

[color=GREENYELLOW]"Thanks for the help anyway...not many have deemed to come to my aid, back when I was still growing up. So what you' did fo' me. Your a solid guy...wan' my number?"[/color]

[color=teal][i]'Holy shit, this is [b]actually happening.[/b]'[/i][/color] The words pierced through Duncan's (in retrospect, hilariously) inexperienced mind as he tried to process that [color=teal][i]'Okay, so just don't fuck it up, don't fuck it up...'[/i][/color]

[color=teal]"Eh?"[/color]

[color=teal][i]'DAMMIT!'[/i][/color]

Clearing his throat yet again, he started anew... looking particularly (some would say 'comically') jittery for a guy that routinely broke the sound-barrier with his fist.

[color=teal]"Umm... Sure? But we do live in the same building, so isn't it kind of a moot point?"[/color]

[color=GREENYELLOW]"Maybe....but when are able to get outside this place...."[/color] she chuckled, giving him a wink. [color=GREENYELLOW]"Plus I assume, this isn't our job all day, everyday. We got others things to do as well, no?"[/color]

[color=GREENYELLOW]"So what ya' think? Eager to maybe go out and do something fun? Maybe hit a club or go dancing?"[/color] she offered, grinning at him.

Looking the reptilian woman up and down, the Rookie's mind finally began working right- Yeah, Lizard was, well, [i]reptilian[/i]... but... actually kinda cute in a weird way... and limber... and...curvy...

[color=teal]"I think I can get behind that."[/color] He said stated quickly... before his mind drifted further but also before he caught onto his own double entendre [color=teal]"The dancing and the fun times, I mean."[/color]

God help him, he'd never been to a [i]club[/i] in his life, being more the 'Relaxing in a pub, maybe with a local band on stage' kind of guy. Buuuuuut it'd been a month of new things for him, either way. 'Sides, among the rest of the team, the Girl from the Bayou was ironically, probably the one he could (at least somewhat) relate to the most, scales and all, being the son of a fisherman from a relatively forgettable harbour on the Atlantic and often considered something of a redneck in his own right.

[color=GREENYELLOW]"Hmm in that case, shall we trade numbers then?"[/color] grinned Lizard, as she soon had a hand around his neck and pointing at their rooms. He did need to get changed, after his clothing mishap fighting against Extant.

[color=GREENYELLOW]"Or...we could hit a movie - if your too much against going dancing. I might scare likely half the patrons if they saw me looking as I am,"[/color] she explained.

[color=GREENYELLOW]"Hmm...maybe grab a burger in some joint, eh? Would that be 'kay?"[/color] she added, looking at him with her tail, gently swinging back and worth behind her.

[color=teal]"Yeah... that actually sounds kinda nice-"[/color] Duncan started, before Vic entered and cut him off.

Exiting the monitor room with a groan, The Question- or rather, Vic Sage, held his mask in one hand whilst massing his temples with the other. Looking around, he spotted two of his teammates talking. He knew Lizard, but the other guy was new to him. [color=0072bc]"Hey, uh... Either of you know what the [i]fuck[/i] just happened?"[/color]

The Canuck just stared at the until-recently faceless man for a few seconds, who, whether the Rookie liked it or not, abruptly sapped the energy out of... this... alien conversation he'd found himself in. It was also at that moment that he realized he was still extraordinarily [i]un-clothed[/i]. And Lizard, being close enough to oh-so [i]casually[/i] be touching his neck, was... well, [i]close.[/i]

[color=teal][i]'Oh, fuckdammit, man...'[/i][/color] 

Taking a step back, from Jessica, Duncan turned his attention towards the Question and found his usual rough demeanour.

[color=teal]"Some dickhead in red and black tights showed up and turned everyone into wrinkly leather."[/color] He explained, visibly just a [i]teensy[/i] bit annoyed as he cast a thumb towards his three previously-warped teammates [color=teal]"Woody, Clay and Giggles over there got turned into movie monsters and a character from a weird Japenese porno respectively, until the L.T. gave the douchebag a lobotomy with his fist."[/color]

[color=0072bc]"Hurm. Theory: 'dickhead' in red and black tights has a number of suppressed fetishes, which he vents via evil."[/color] Vic says, then pauses as he finally notices the close proximity shared by the two before him. Clearing his throat, he says: [color=0072bc]"I appear to have approached at a bad time. I'm gonna go to a bar, get drunk, and [i]never[/i] think about this again."[/color]

With that, the conspiracy theorist walks into the lobby, tipping his hat to his former partner Blue Beetle and saying [color=0072bc]"hey Ted"[/color] as he makes his way to the nearest bar.

After a moment of silence, Duncan finally spoke up-

[color=teal]"So uhh... I'mma go find some pants now. Catch ya later?"[/color]

[color=GREENYELLOW]"Sure, see ya later,"[/color] she giggled, before she left - Lizard, jumped on her tiptoes and planted a quick kiss on his lips - before running away, giggling at that.

The Rookie's eyes widened for a second as he slowly brought his hand to his lips.

[color=teal]"Well..."[/color] He started, after a moment of his brain processing what just happened and a small, goofy smile made it's way across his face [color=teal]"...Alright then."[/color]