Valentina Flynn

Programmer, analyst, I know the tangles of the Grid almost as well as I know @FatherOfTheGrid's heart...and I know that very well. {RP21+} #Taken

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *Sliding her fingers down the front of his shirt, she deftly unfastens his shirt buttons* Mmmm. That was some night...

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *Not needing a second invitation, she slides into his lap, kissing him deeply* Make you think of anything?

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid Mmm, and that's much better too, darling. I like having all of your attention...

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *Happy, relieved, she squeezes his shoulder* See? Do you feel better now?

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *She watches the numbers flash by as the program hunts for him.* Well?

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *Hovering behind him, hands on his shoulders, she waits as he enters password after password to get into the site*

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *The dishes are cleared away in short order, and she brings him his laptop, so he can go remote and check on C.L.U.*

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *sipping her wine, she winks at him over the glass* I'm counting on it, darling.

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *Smirking, she pretends to concentrate on her food* I certainly hope so...

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *A wry grin pulls up one side of her mouth as she drinks her wine* All I used to need was a lace negligée for motivation.

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid -both of you, but I'm here to tell you that unless you eat, we won't be looking for C.L.U. tonight. Kapeesh?

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid Eat. We're not checking on him unless you eat. I know you made him, and in some ways, you're twins. Work is paramount to-

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *She sits back down to eat, keeping her eyes on him* You can't help it when you get a feeling. I've learned to trust them.*

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid -check on him. How does that sound?

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid That is true. *She refills his glass* Tell you what. Let's finish dinner and our wine. Then we'll boot up the remote and-

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid Darling, how could he possibly get out? You have your identity disc, I have mine, and we've never been without them.

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *Another little ripple of concern creases her brow as she opens the wine and pours them each a glass* You're still worried.

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid Are you sure, darling? I could just freshen your drink. *Putting her plate on the side table, she rises to take his glass*

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid -sticking with whiskey, or shall I open some wine?

[Valentina Flynn @HeartOfTheGrid]

@FatherOfTheGrid *Settling herself in the other chaise, she sips at her whiskey.* It is. This is the best place in the world. Are you -