_tsunami_:

It was a perfect vacation. Tropical island. Sun. Sand. Surf. Vlad. It was more than Cait could ask for. The sun was setting on the horizon and the stars were just starting to come out. It was for a better lack of words perfect.

"I could stay here forever," she said to Vlad.

wiz_kid:

Bentley Wittman the 23rd had a problem. The pinnacle of his scientific career so far was about to come to fruition, and he had no-one to celebrate with. The whole 'for science!' meme lost some of its luster without witnesses who weren't obligated by contracts to collaborate with you. With that in mind, he checked his schedule, and the time relative to a few thousand miles away, and got into his personal flier.

***

A short time later (shorter than safety guidelines for the machine's specifications would indicate, really), he's hovering outside Valeria Richards' window, tapping on it insistently. If she's not there, he's going to have to raid her lab next, and she always gets so cranky about that.