2nd floor common room, evening

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It's probably an act of desperation that Cameron is sitting in the common watching the Super Bowl. It is kinda nice with the surround system, but it's still football which really doesn't compare to basketball. Still, he's got popcorn and chips and he's feeling kinda fuzzy.

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"If you wouldn't be cranky without pants, you should totally take them off and be wild and free." Cameron clarifies.

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Aeryn doesn't even know how to respond to that, so she just opens and closes her mouth a few times and hopes words come out. They don't.

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"Or maybe a skirt?" Cameron tries as he's not sure why she's doing the fishy thing.

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"Why am I supposed to be wearing a skirt again?" she asks. "Weren't you just proposing a threesome? What... I mean, what?"

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Cameron gapes at Aeryn. "You want a threesome?"

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"No!"

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"You want free wind in your pants?" Cameron's confused now.

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Aeryn stares at him. She doesn't even know what he's talking about anymore.

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"Uh, you know. Breeze on your privates," this somehow makes him giggle.

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"I think the translator microbes are eating my brain."

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Cameron flails. "Shit, I knew it would mutate!" He jumps up from the chair in a second and moves over to her. "We should bring you to Sir Hawkeye!"

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"Cameron," she says, noting that okay, bringing that up to someone this medicated may have been a bad idea. "They're not actually eating my brain. They can't. You're just making no sense."

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"Yeah, that happens." He still looks worried at her. "Are you sure? Cause I don't want you to die, I like you."

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"Thank you. I'm not going to die," she assures him. And wow, is she repeating this conversation with the wrong doppleganger. "My brain is fine."

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"Yaaay!" He gives her a quick one armed hug before pulling back and giving her victory!popcorn. "For beating the brain eating virus!"

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And that's another person hugging her. Because it's Cam, he doesn't die for it. "Go, me," she says.

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"Yes! We shall name this day 'The Day Aeryn Beat The Brain Eating Virus And Discovered Her Love For Going Commando'," he held out the popcorn for her.

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"...Going commando?" She's never been more afraid of a conversation.

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Cameron nods, still holding out the popcorn for her. "Like you told me on the voicemail? No underwear."

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Aeryn actually facepalms.

And, though it's a very bad idea, she says, "Commandos do wear underwear, you know."

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"Yeah, you showed me that but you just said you're less cranky out of your pants." Cameron's frowning and eats some popcorn himself. "You're a commando?"

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Aeryn nods, because it's less likely to make him say something worse, and she's still trying to repress actually showing anyone in the common room that she was wearing underwear that time, thank you.

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"Cool," Cameron plopped back down on the couch and winced as it jostled his shoulder. "So is there like commando underwear with little commandos on sneaking around and trying to catch fluff?"

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She may look a little horrified at this point. "No... Catch fluff?"

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"Yeah, you know the little thingies that get loose from the boxers and so if there are tiny commandos drawn on it, they're probably aiming their tiny guns at the fluff." Yes, he was totally holding his hand as a gun and acting as if he was sneaking up on the nearest person to them.