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grid_lined_ooc2012-02-02 03:51 pm
usedtoknow) wrote in grid_lined_ooc2012-02-02 03:51 pm
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You are in a vast room, vast enough so that what happens over here won't necessarily disturb what's happening over there, with a couple of semi-screened areas for semi-privacy and all the pillows and blankets and soft (or bouncy) sleeping surfaces you could ever want. Refreshments and entertainments provided by your dear friends at End of Line
Clearly this will be the best night EVER.
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(ooc: True enough!)
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The warrior was not bothered in the slightest - a nester himself. Due to how his memories were however, he wasn't certain if he was always that way - or if he ended up that way during his past interactions with his ISO lover. At her gentle push - he flopped back with a soft audible 'oof', letting go of Aadi so he could allow gravity to do the rest as his arms splayed to either side against the blankets. His face was happy and relaxed - eyes slitted with delight and this open grin on his face. A rare expression these days. The buzz from the energy he drank helped, but he truly was in a very good mood.
Wriggling and making himself comfy he uttered a soft 'hmmm' at her words. "Designing sleepwear?" He understood it to mean 'not wearing armor when recharging'. Currently - he wasn't armored, wearing a form fitting long sleeved shirt and loose comfortable pants. Black of course. A simple blue circuitry design lined the shirt which accented his lean strong musculature. "I'm sure they look wonderful...you always design things rather well." He added - stretching languidly as he settled.
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He rolled onto his side, wriggling a little to stay nestled in the blankets, long thick dark hair pooling about his head on the pillows. Sliding an arm around Aadi - he continued to smile, close mouthed and happy. "As long as I am with you - I can comfortably recharge wearing anything....or nothing." He added as an afterthought, a smirk touching the corner of his mouth. Recharging was the last thing on his mind really. He was not tired in the slightest.
As he tended to do even more now that his vision was still healing and had not returned yet - his hands were restless and constantly moving. His fingers delicately traced Aadi's contours starting at her face before moving along her slender neck, tracing circuitry lines he couldn't see but knew well as he mapped lightly along her torso and drifted along her back. It was a reassurance that he had taken to doing without much thought. A matter of comfort that things were as they should be. It wasn't always for intimate reasons - and he even tended to do that when the pair didn't even have that intention.
"If you were into what you were doing, don't let me stop you." He murmured after a moment, fingertips lightly tracing along her side and the curve of her hip, before moving upwards along her front, mapping lightly along her belly - noting the soft material of what she was wearing. "I know how into your creation process you can get." He murmured affectionately. How many times had he gone down to her office in the gallery to make sure she had proper energy intake? Due to his own starvation experiences - he didn't want her to go through the same.
Speaking of which. "Did you require energy? I can give you some of mine. I have my vials with me." His fingers paused along her chest, resting there for the moment. Even when unable to see - he was still eager to please, still finding it difficult to be taken care of. Though it sometimes ended in clumsy disaster, he still insisted on taking care of Aadi's needs.
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Her own hand had settled against his side, just resting there, letting him place her in space, track the edges of where she was.
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When he felt her hand rest on his side - he stretched contentedly, the movement more perceptible by the way his muscles tensed and relaxed with a quiver more than actual movement while he sighed softly. His hand lingered along her front, tracing gently along the unseen circuitry pathways that he could sense under his touch. If her fingers neared any visible glowing lines on his shirt - it brightened almost white under her touch before dimming to the normal tone of blue as her hand moved away.
"So what have you been up to at this party?" He asked conversationally. His fingers drifted, brushing against the sensory node beneath his hand. "There seems to be plenty of things to do. There's a lot of programs here. Users too."
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Mostly she was amused because his touch had the same effect on her.
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"Well..." He murmured - fingertip circling along the now raised sensory node idly as he cuddled against her - pleased as her hand drifted along his arm. "It certainly is comfortable." He said in approval of her fort building skills. It was a little warm though, without much thought he unfastened his shirt halfway with a free hand before curling it along the back of Aadi's head - fingers weaving in her soft hair and along the nape of her neck.
"It definitely is a good place to be." He murmured. "I'm too comfortable to move at the moment." He smirked. "Though perhaps later you can join me for something called 'video games'. They sound interesting, but I think I will need to share your vision in order to play them. You can play with me?" Considering how they were cuddling - the question almost made him laugh out loud, the amused emotion sparking through him internally like fireworks.
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He might not be able to see it, but he most definitely could feel the buzz of her energy against his fingers. Rubbing fingers along the back of her neck for a few moments - he moved his hand only long enough to find one of hers. Sliding it into the open part of his shirt he rested it against his chest so she could feel the same along his skin. Programs did not have heart beats - but the rhythm of energy to the touch of an energy sensitive was the best equivalent. His hand rested over hers, brushing fingertips along the back of it as he cuddled her close.
"So...I hear that there is this User food around here called 'popcorn'." He continued in innocent conversation. "Have you tried it yet? I...am hesitant to. It is in a solid form apparently. Isn't that strange?" He murmured in amusement. Would it not absorb more efficiently if it was a liquid?
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"It is just different...for me to imagine a solid form of energy to actually eat." He mused softly, snuggled close enough that he was able to shift his head easily to drift his lips to the sensitive spot along her collarbone, giving it a nibble and a soft kiss before grinning a little against her skin.
Well there's you - but I don't really count you as energy to energize with. Still tastes good though....kind of tingly... He teased - shaking with soft audible chuckling deep in his throat.
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You may not be nutritious... He raised his head to face her more directly. Though he couldn't see her - his dark almond shaped narrow eyes appeared to be able to. Gazing gently. But you still sustain me. He added softly, content love underlining his words as he offered a small genuine smile.
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She made a quiet sound of her own, smiling easily both at his statement and at his smile, her hand spreading flat against his chest, I feel you. And she could, the same as she always could.
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"I feel you." He whispered softly - fingertip brushing at her lips before doing the same with his mouth gently. He knew that she didn't understand how she had sustained him in the past...and even he didn't know in many ways. But he knew that since her return - she had definitely done so since she had reunited with him.
He told her as much internally since his mouth was busy. I may not know with true clarity right now the answers you may seek from the past. While you were...gone...but since we have reunited you have sustained me more than I can express. The hand that was loosely resting over hers pressed to his chest stroked lightly.
Taking one's life is an act of ultimate dishonor in my eyes. But even with that belief there were a couple of events in my run time where I wish I didn't have that belief. When I wanted it to just end.
The first time he had felt such a potent feeling was at her death. There were various times during his captivity where he had also felt it. Whenever he was forcefully recompiled for another round in the Games. He just wanted it to end. He wanted it to end when Fire ended up being gone...though how that happened and what had happened after was still lost to him.
And then - when he got attacked by Abraxas, and his eyes nearly destroyed - again he had that feeling of despair and hopelessness. For how was he to function as a basic? How could he protect those he loved? He still had thoughts like that...and he knew Aadi knew.
But now....even during times when I feel like that - I would never want to leave you. That desire had nothing to do with codes of Honor. I told you before that you were my purpose. I live for you, Aadi.
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She smiled, nuzzling at his jaw and the line of his throat, "I'm happy to be your reason, but not your purpose. The map, the compass, but not the destination."
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He smiled almost dreamily - definitely still very happy when she kissed him on various spots on his face, eyes shutting. His free hand looped behind and stroked firm fingers along her back, rubbing just under her disc gently.
Her words confused him slightly, just as they did when she first told him. As a Basic - he was written to serve. Even when he didn't know his purpose any more. He knew it had something to do with security. So he tried to do things that were security oriented. Now he couldn't even do that. What was more than purpose other than whom he loved so much?
Living life for oneself was a difficult concept for a Basic. Sure, he did what he could to survive in darker times - but what she was speaking of was a bit different.
He did smile though, at the notion of Aadi being his compass and map. He really didn't know what he'd do without her. "I do not even know what the destination could be." He chuckled softly. Her concept was so her...and so ISO...and he loved her so much for it even when he couldn't truly understand it himself yet.
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"An adventure?" He smirked. "I don't know if there is such a thing as a 'normal balance of adventure' - but it sure is an adventure knowing you." He smirked wider. "You and your processor busting ISO concepts..." He wasn't being insulting...not at all. She would recognize the almost gleeful sense of laughter bubbling up in his emotional subroutines and that twinkle in his dark eyes.
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He tilted his face up after a moment when she rested her forehead on his, trying to catch her lip in his with a playful nibble. "Now what am I going to do with you in retaliation..." He mused slowly...as if plotting a devious scheme.
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"Mmmshould be afraid." He added - reaching down to undo the rest of his shirt so that it would fall open. Than he quite gleefully slid strong firm hands up the front of her body, kneading her on soft curves over the nodes and then to the shoulders in retaliation. "I am not going to go easy on you...." the laughter was obvious in his feel and face.
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