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"Oi, it's me. Leave something here, would ya?"
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"Oi, it's me. Leave something here, would ya?"
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[Maya relaxes visibly when Kaneda speaks, her shoulders slacking and smiling a little more. She's quick to stride over to him, but hesitant about touching him; when she reaches out her hand to push her fingers through his hair, she stops halfway through.]
Kinda. Doesn't matter now, though.
[However long the wait, a day or a month, it's over now in her head-- or at least, she's isn't going to let herself focus on it.]
Guess I should say sorry for making you wait, huh?
Kinda. Doesn't matter now, though.
[However long the wait, a day or a month, it's over now in her head-- or at least, she's isn't going to let herself focus on it.]
Guess I should say sorry for making you wait, huh?
[Better. Maya puts her palm against Kaneda's cheek and leans to kiss him, light and quick and casual just as she had-- in her mind-- the day before. It's without thought, almost reflexive.]
Well. Finally got some rest, I bet...
Well. Finally got some rest, I bet...
[The kiss did it. It made him weak at the knees just like she always did, her lips soft and her hand soft enough to match. He leans into the touch like a plant reaching for sunlight, setting his mug down and gingerly putting his arms around her, hovering a second before scooping her into an embrace.
She was here. She was actually back.]
Not as much as you think.
[He's still upset, but there's something in his heart that had also come back to life. A small part, but a shining one that Ken had managed to keep from dying out while he waited.]
She was here. She was actually back.]
Not as much as you think.
[He's still upset, but there's something in his heart that had also come back to life. A small part, but a shining one that Ken had managed to keep from dying out while he waited.]
[Maya's taken aback just a little before she settles into Kaneda's embrace, resting her cheek against his collarbone. She slides her palms up his back and lets out a sigh.
Sure, she'd had no control of the situation, but it doesn't make things feel less like she's hurt him, and the guilt settles in her stomach just below her lungs in a fizzy tugging sensation.]
I'm sorry.
[She tells him again, and then tries to tease--]
You're not gonna kick me out tonight, are ya?
Sure, she'd had no control of the situation, but it doesn't make things feel less like she's hurt him, and the guilt settles in her stomach just below her lungs in a fizzy tugging sensation.]
I'm sorry.
[She tells him again, and then tries to tease--]
You're not gonna kick me out tonight, are ya?
Edited 2017-02-06 02:12 (UTC)
[There's a small squeeze when she settles against him, as perfect as she had before she left. It was like no time had truly passed at all, even if his brain and heart had said different.
Her apology releases him from his shackles, though, shedding light on his dark world as he smiles against her hair, that same shit eating grin he'd given her the day they'd met at the zoo. The day he'd asked her what the hell a narwhal was, and if it was an actual animal.
The day he'd lost a bet and gotten a date with her.]
Don't get all mushy on me. [Says the guy getting mushy.]
If you help me make some rice...I'll let you stay.
[She could do jack shit and he would've let her. But hey, more reason for them to be as close as possible.]
Her apology releases him from his shackles, though, shedding light on his dark world as he smiles against her hair, that same shit eating grin he'd given her the day they'd met at the zoo. The day he'd asked her what the hell a narwhal was, and if it was an actual animal.
The day he'd lost a bet and gotten a date with her.]
Don't get all mushy on me. [Says the guy getting mushy.]
If you help me make some rice...I'll let you stay.
[She could do jack shit and he would've let her. But hey, more reason for them to be as close as possible.]
[She feels the warm vibrations of his voice and breathes out another sigh-- a quiet, nervous one hidden through her teeth. Don't get mushy, he says, being the one making her feel mushy. Rude, and gross.]
Yeah, I can do that. [Maya chimes, clearing her throat and putting on a grin.]
Man, I haven't even eaten since I got back.
[She laments. Poor, poor Maya.]
Yeah, I can do that. [Maya chimes, clearing her throat and putting on a grin.]
Man, I haven't even eaten since I got back.
[She laments. Poor, poor Maya.]
Yeah? And when was that?
[It's only then that he pulls away, just enough to get the rice cooker out from under the sink. It's teasing, at least, when he asks. But it's more of a gauge to figure out how long he'd been moping up in that bedroom of Ken's.
He'd have to tell Ken...if she hasn't already.]
[It's only then that he pulls away, just enough to get the rice cooker out from under the sink. It's teasing, at least, when he asks. But it's more of a gauge to figure out how long he'd been moping up in that bedroom of Ken's.
He'd have to tell Ken...if she hasn't already.]
Mmmm, a little while ago. You're the first person I wanted to see.
[she admits, teasing and genuine all at once.
Her eyes flick down to the cupboard but she doesn't mention, if she's noticed, how long it's probably been put away. He'd been melancholy after Tetsuo had disappeared, and, well, perhaps it's best she doesn't bring attention to things like that.]
[she admits, teasing and genuine all at once.
Her eyes flick down to the cupboard but she doesn't mention, if she's noticed, how long it's probably been put away. He'd been melancholy after Tetsuo had disappeared, and, well, perhaps it's best she doesn't bring attention to things like that.]
[There's something in that statement that warms his heart, that smile harder and harder to hide behind a steely resolve as he pours the rice in, adding the necessary water and swirling it around in a nice rinse.
He'd thought it'd be hard to go back to what he had. He'd lost too many people in his life, both back home and in this weird place, that he never really imagined getting them back. Sabriel was the first one he'd ever felt that hope lift, and a small selfish part of him hoped it would work like how Ken had when he ported out.
It did.]
I'd get pretty jealous if it was anyone else.
Except maybe Riku. [Riku had special bf (that's best friend you homos) privileges.]
He'd thought it'd be hard to go back to what he had. He'd lost too many people in his life, both back home and in this weird place, that he never really imagined getting them back. Sabriel was the first one he'd ever felt that hope lift, and a small selfish part of him hoped it would work like how Ken had when he ported out.
It did.]
I'd get pretty jealous if it was anyone else.
Except maybe Riku. [Riku had special bf (that's best friend you homos) privileges.]
Yeah? Aren't you supposed to get jealous or something? Maybe I shoulda gone to see him.
>[She says, waving her hand and grinning, following Kaneda and bumping him gently with her hip at the sink. She's teasing, of course.]
--Oh!
[And then she eagerly reaches for her communicator, pulling it out and holding it up above the sink with the camera function on.]
Get a picture with me! We can send it to Riku!
>[She says, waving her hand and grinning, following Kaneda and bumping him gently with her hip at the sink. She's teasing, of course.]
--Oh!
[And then she eagerly reaches for her communicator, pulling it out and holding it up above the sink with the camera function on.]
Get a picture with me! We can send it to Riku!
Hey, it's Riku.
[As if that answer just...said everything. His hips bump her back, maybe with enough force to push her just a little.
He's still mad, trust him.]
A picture?
[His body involuntarily leans in to get in the frame of the shot, although his questioning tone is still there...as if he were obeying merely out of no reason not to.]
[As if that answer just...said everything. His hips bump her back, maybe with enough force to push her just a little.
He's still mad, trust him.]
A picture?
[His body involuntarily leans in to get in the frame of the shot, although his questioning tone is still there...as if he were obeying merely out of no reason not to.]
[At the bump back Maya twists her lips into a petty little pout that quickly turns back into a grin. She steps up on her tip toes to be just tall enough to throw her arm around Kaneda's shoulders and pull him closer.
And then, to be the perfect height to bunny ear him for this selfie.]
A picture!! Send a picture to your friends and let them know you're having fun, that's the rule of the mobile camera.
[Listen they had outdated 90s cellphones in her 2010s she is Hype about these communicators
...aaaaand maybe because teasing makes this whole awkwardness easier for her to manage.]
And then, to be the perfect height to bunny ear him for this selfie.]
A picture!! Send a picture to your friends and let them know you're having fun, that's the rule of the mobile camera.
[Listen they had outdated 90s cellphones in her 2010s she is Hype about these communicators
...aaaaand maybe because teasing makes this whole awkwardness easier for her to manage.]
[They had phones with cords attached in his 2010's get on his level.
Nevertheless, with dripping hands he poses for it, nuzzling into her face a little as a tease before the camera clicks.]
I think you just wanted an excuse to bug Riku this late, but hey, I'm not judging.
The guy needs a little excitement in his life.]
Nevertheless, with dripping hands he poses for it, nuzzling into her face a little as a tease before the camera clicks.]
I think you just wanted an excuse to bug Riku this late, but hey, I'm not judging.
The guy needs a little excitement in his life.]
[ Perhaps it's a bit old-fashioned, but the message arrives for Kaneda delivered via mockingbird. Sealed closed by a wax mockingbird sigil, the letter is hand-written in careful cursive. ]
Dear, Mr. Shotaro -
We have not spoken before, but my name is Petyr Baelish. I serve as the ambassador for Maurtia Falls. I write to you on behalf of a project I am working on within my city. Construction has already begun on rebuilding a much larger library, but I wish for this to be more than simply a bigger structure. I hope to inspire education and the spread of knowledge to the natives of Maurtia Falls as well as provide an invaluable resource to new arrivals here. But more than that, I wish to use it to pay homage to the natives who lost their lives within Maurtia Falls due to imPort related tragedies. Their names will be honored within the library itself and donations will be set up to be made to the families.
For that, I need your help. If you are able to donate anything at all to the cause, it would be most appreciated -- whether that is books, money, or simply your time. I've heard rumors you are quite the skilled mechanic. I plan to put programs into place where imPorts teach valuable skills to natives in order to help improve their chances of finding a career other than a criminal one, and I believe you could have a great deal to offer if you were willing.
I thank you for your time, and I do hope to hear back from you soon.
Sincerely,
Ambassador Petyr Baelish
[ OOC: You can feel free to just respond to this OOCly if Kaneda would donate anything or not! ]
Dear, Mr. Shotaro -
We have not spoken before, but my name is Petyr Baelish. I serve as the ambassador for Maurtia Falls. I write to you on behalf of a project I am working on within my city. Construction has already begun on rebuilding a much larger library, but I wish for this to be more than simply a bigger structure. I hope to inspire education and the spread of knowledge to the natives of Maurtia Falls as well as provide an invaluable resource to new arrivals here. But more than that, I wish to use it to pay homage to the natives who lost their lives within Maurtia Falls due to imPort related tragedies. Their names will be honored within the library itself and donations will be set up to be made to the families.
For that, I need your help. If you are able to donate anything at all to the cause, it would be most appreciated -- whether that is books, money, or simply your time. I've heard rumors you are quite the skilled mechanic. I plan to put programs into place where imPorts teach valuable skills to natives in order to help improve their chances of finding a career other than a criminal one, and I believe you could have a great deal to offer if you were willing.
I thank you for your time, and I do hope to hear back from you soon.
Sincerely,
Ambassador Petyr Baelish
[ OOC: You can feel free to just respond to this OOCly if Kaneda would donate anything or not! ]
Edited 2017-02-12 19:02 (UTC)
[She seems satisfied with the selfie; how bothered this situation has made him isn't lost on her, but the fact he's even trying is good enough for her. He could very well have been a sourpuss and told her not to show up.]
Maybe. But he's always awake!
[She tells Kaneda, tapping a text away on her communicator and stepping back as to no longer block Kaneda from his cooking.]
Maybe. But he's always awake!
[She tells Kaneda, tapping a text away on her communicator and stepping back as to no longer block Kaneda from his cooking.]
Somehow.
[The smile softly fades from his lips, more so an involuntary action than anything as his neck cranes, watching the text send before turning back to his rice. It should be pretty rinsed by now, at least, and he drains the water very quickly to put in fresh water, pressing the button on the rice cooker to let it work its magic.]
I wonder if he just conserves energy by not raising his voice.
[The smile softly fades from his lips, more so an involuntary action than anything as his neck cranes, watching the text send before turning back to his rice. It should be pretty rinsed by now, at least, and he drains the water very quickly to put in fresh water, pressing the button on the rice cooker to let it work its magic.]
I wonder if he just conserves energy by not raising his voice.
[Maya leans her hip against the table, now dividing her attention between her communicator and Kaneda.]
You might be on to something there. He is awake.
[She informs him, tapping her reply to Riku quickly.]
But I heard he was kind of a brat when he was younger.
You might be on to something there. He is awake.
[She informs him, tapping her reply to Riku quickly.]
But I heard he was kind of a brat when he was younger.
[Guilt leads to gifts, apparently, but not ones without a surprising amount of cheek. Among his things at work today Kaneda will find a small box with a little personal chocolate cake dressed up in yellow to look like Capsule. Along with it is a Kiddy-type valentine with another dog on it and a stupid "I ruff you" pun, used as a greeting card on the otherwise well-wrapped gift. On the back of the card it says--]
Happy Valentine's day! I don't celebrate this much but it will be fun with you. We'll hang out tonight!
♡- Maya
Happy Valentine's day! I don't celebrate this much but it will be fun with you. We'll hang out tonight!
♡- Maya
Well, I bet if you ask him he'd tell you. He'd probably tell you anything.
[Another message, and...]
You wanna go to the mall with him again soon? He said we should all go hang out soon.
[Another message, and...]
You wanna go to the mall with him again soon? He said we should all go hang out soon.
No one admits they're a brat. I don't see you speaking up, you know!
[The question makes him pause, hand on the fridge as he hesitates in opening it.]
If you guys are up for it.
[He's still got some feelings he really needs to let out on one Ken Amada, but he'd definitely pencil that in before the outing.]
[The question makes him pause, hand on the fridge as he hesitates in opening it.]
If you guys are up for it.
[He's still got some feelings he really needs to let out on one Ken Amada, but he'd definitely pencil that in before the outing.]
Well, neither are you!
[She tells him-- and watches him hesitate.
Her brow twitches a bit, but otherwise she doesn't address it, returning to tap a reply to Riku.]
We'll go sometime next week then, or something. [they can sort it out at a not 4am time.]
It's February, right? Maybe after Valentine's day.
[She tells him-- and watches him hesitate.
Her brow twitches a bit, but otherwise she doesn't address it, returning to tap a reply to Riku.]
We'll go sometime next week then, or something. [they can sort it out at a not 4am time.]
It's February, right? Maybe after Valentine's day.
You can't compare me to you, that's two different leagues.
[Although his mind's more on the Valentine's Day part of that sentence, mind drifting off a moment as he remembers last year. Remembers that he HAD a Valentine's last year.]
That works.
I could use some more yellow shirts. I think most of em are all ripped again in at least one place.
[Although his mind's more on the Valentine's Day part of that sentence, mind drifting off a moment as he remembers last year. Remembers that he HAD a Valentine's last year.]
That works.
I could use some more yellow shirts. I think most of em are all ripped again in at least one place.
action; I remembered I had a better reply to this while I refilled my soup
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missleadingquestions
2017-02-17 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
How do you manage to wear them out so fast? Jeez.
[She raises a brow, though, unsure if she should be OFFENDED or not-- and keeps texting Riku, since hey, he's awake.]
What do ya mean, different leagues, huh?
[She raises a brow, though, unsure if she should be OFFENDED or not-- and keeps texting Riku, since hey, he's awake.]
What do ya mean, different leagues, huh?
Edited 2017-02-17 05:21 (UTC)
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