RP > nostalgia strikes again

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ It is a relatively quiet day in the apartment of one Saga Laskaris- unless you were to wander into the kitchen. Then you would find all manner of things happening, dishes heaped up everywhere, and some very tantalizing smells coming from the sizzling skillets on the stove top. In the middle of it is Alabaster, in a simple t-shirt and jeans (and no shoes. Just socks), bustling back and forth, metallic arms zipping everywhere. ]

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[gearsof.livejournal.com]

It was a reminder... proof that I didn't dream all of this.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ dryly ] Most people would have wanted to forget.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I am not "most people".

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

That's something I can't forget.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I would think not.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Like I can talk, anyway. [ sighing, but back to business ] Can I see your arms?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Of course. [ holds them out for her ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ examining them thoroughly, doing the occasional running of fingers along joints as carefully as possible, and tilting her head to take in the angles. Her voice, when she finally speaks, is distracted ]

Is there anything else metal on your body, or is this the extent?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ oh. He uh, had kind of forgotten how really nice it felt when she ran her fingers over his metal arms. He's distracted enough he didn't hear her question ]

... What?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ she won't be letting up either-- this stuff is fascinating to her. She will glance up briefly, though! ]

Metal. Is it anywhere else on you, or just here?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he blinks a couple of times to clear his head ]

Not... on me, no.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... [ this arched eyebrow means "Elaborate, please." ]

((ooc: ... those keywords get me every time.))

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Not that I've ever looked at my internal organs, but I don't doubt that some of them have been taken by the clacks. I do know there's some steel plating on my skull... my heart has been fully claimed by the disease as well.

((ooc; hee |D))

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

That explains the being hardheaded... Wait, your heart? Seriously?? How does that even-- [ no, Saga, you should be used to weird by now. ]

... This is going to take some work.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he merely raises his eyebrows ] I told you those scars were nothing for you to be concerned about. A bullet to the heart stings a little at worst. It doesn't even slow me down.

... Perhaps it would be best if I stayed behind, then.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Lucky you. [ returns to running her fingers along the metal and frowning intently ]

... You're getting on that plane and you are coming with me if I've got anything to say about it. It looks like your arms won't be a problem, but internal... I don't know how well blood will mix with oil...

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ okay that? is really distracting ] What do you... propose to do, then? [ ...his breath might have caught slightly right there. Dammit woman :| ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Well, for starters... [ too bad for you she caught that ] ... you okay? Did I press too hard?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ aaaah so embarrassed, but he's doing his best not to look it ] No. No, it's fine. As you were saying--?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ shouldn't've have done that, Alabaster. Now she's alternating between trailing her fingers and gentle pressure out of sheer curiosity (since she thinks she really did poke too hard). ]

I've got a rune I can use to suppress the reaction your arms might give off. But like I said, it's the internal part I'm concerned about. Our options are sort of limited there, and I really don't want to ask my grandfather.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ oh. oh that really should not feel that good and-- you're losing him.

... yeah, okay, you've lost him. And that might have been some sort of strangled groan ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ ... and now it's sort of sinking in ]

... Um. Should I stop?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ his first reaction is to say no, but ): he's looking properly mortified now ] I... my apologies.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ she's not looking much better, and is actually doing her damnedest not to turn red. ] Nononono, that was totally my fault! I didn't think-- I mean, it's just so beautiful and interesting and I learn best with hands-on stuff-- [ djkfjksjkdkldklfkld ] b-but if you don't want me doing that, I understand!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I didn't-- it's-

Excuse me. [ just. snatching up his shirt from where he discarded it and making a hasty exit from the bedroom ]