I Can See What's Happening (What?) And They Don't Have a Clue (Who?)

[allfunandgamesuntil]

Characters: York and Ziva
Content: York actually fulfills his previously mentioned wingman duties and/or hopes he didn't mess all the things up for everyone forever.
Location: Traverse Town, Second District, near the hotel
Time: Evening (really)
Notes: If the chat were with Wash it would be from "Kiss the Girl."


York was pretty sure this was all his fault. He hadn't even been thinking about Wash and Ziva's potential dating thing when he yelled back to Wash, it was just that Wash was there and Ziva was there and it was the first quip that came to mind. Not meaning it didn't make it less his fault, as Delta was wont to remind him, not that D had too many constructive ideas on how to save a relationship that hadn't happened yet from crashing and burning.

Approaching Ziva had to be a start, though he was doing it in armor in case she agreed that it was his fault that things had gone south and felt the need to express her displeasure with impromptu sparring. "Uh, hey, Ziva. I was hoping we could talk."

Comments

[4letters4ninja]

"Hmmm." She started making a mental list of where to check at certain points. And if that wouldn't work, she could call him out on the network, or something.

"It may not make a difference, but would you mention that I would like to talk to him?" Although part of her was convinced that would make him run the other direction at this point. "And make sure you emphasize talk, not maim, injure or kill."

[allfunandgamesuntil]

"I'll tell him," York said. He laughed and shook his head. "You remind me so much of a lady I knew at home...a couple ladies. You'd fit right in with our group of friends. Not that I'd wish the war on anyone."

[4letters4ninja]

"You have said that before. Someday, you should tell me about them." She wanted to hear about them, and heck, maybe even meet them. Even if she wouldn't wish being trapped like this on anyone. But, first she had other things she needed to do. Standing, she whistled to get her spirits attention, changing their direction.

"But first, I need to find someone and get him to listen to me."

[allfunandgamesuntil]

"Good luck," York said. "And keep me posted."

[4letters4ninja]

"Of course." She said, walking past him towards the exit of the district, watching as her spirits kept pace with her below.

"Oh, and one last thing." She said, before bringing her hand up to smack him in the back of the head, not caring if he was wearing his armor. To her, the motion was the point. "That is for starting all of this."

[allfunandgamesuntil]

York rubbed the back of his helmet. He'd gotten lucky after all. Though he'd been right about her ending up hitting him.