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[cyberpawn-arc]

Voronin: Is this whiskey or perfume?

Vale: [chubs the whole bottle]

Vale: It's perfume.

[oceancorpo]

@corpobastard​ : sc.

     “You look awful, by the way. More than usual.”

     It’s not as if she needs to tell him that, especially after being stripped of what used to be his company cybernetics. Even after a week’s recovery (if Voronin ever rested), it’s not a shock that he’s still looking rough.

     “I trust Jackie’s looking after you, or at least lending a hand,” she says, signalling for the bartender.

[cyberpawn-arc]

🗣️ not the right blog at all but for vale and voronin?

Send me 🗣️ for incorrect quotes of your muse and mine

Vale: Just be yourself! Say something nice!

Voronin: Well? Which is it? I can't do both.

[cyberpawn-arc]

@corpobastard replied to your post: vale...........

@soloexe​ replied: honey

    “What I’m hearing is that there’s more ominous bioluminescent green drinks for me! Sweet!”

[cyberpawn-arc]

but losing’s never been my policy.

Wolverine Starters

"Pick up your controller, ya doofus! I get it, I get it, you say you aren't a loser. All that shit, no losin', losin' ain't your policy, whatever! Just pick up your controller and pick your fighter! Clash Calamity Ultimate isn't gonna sit here and play itself! Not when we've got controllers connected, at least. I mean, we could make the AI fight itself, but that's not any fun!" Vale patted their couch, showing there was an open spot for Voronin to sit at.

"I'll have you know, I'm a Punchy the Possum main, so I know my way around bein' cheesy and mashing taunts while doing nothing to physically injure your character!" With one hand pointing to their skull, they tapped the controller against their chin. "It's a battle of the mind. Wormin' my way into makin' my enemy mess up is all part of the fight!"

[cyberpawn-arc]

At some point they'll have enough self awareness to feel embarrassed. Somewhere around the point when they'll start rebuilding the walls that Arasaka both created and demolished. But that's in the hypothetical future, and they've found thinking too far ahead only makes their panic worse. So they hold onto the present -- literally -- as they wrapped their still trembling arms around Vale. "Don't mind me," they mumbled. "Just... you know. I'll be alright in a minute."

Voronin's arms were like a memory, one that lofted over them and held tight onto each little moment, tinging the world around them overbaked with neon and at least adding some softness to the cold metal that seemed to surround the world around those two. Maybe Arasaka tried to create walls around Voronin's mind, emotionally adding brick my brick made of hormone regulators meant to shut down the feelings that made each heart beat. The hypothetical future was a beautiful place to Vale, a time where Voronin could simply just be Voronin, a crow flying free from company ties or Corpos with their heads stuck up their asses, controlling them like a puppet.

"Hey, s'okay." Vale giggled and shrugged gently, their own arms moving to wrap around Voronin in a tight, warm hug. Their heart fluttered and thrummed, echoing with gentle beats that signified just how calm they felt around Voronin. Their hands moved up and down Voronin's back, gentle rubbing circles around into their muscles and shoulder blades, trying to soothe them. "I'll stay here as long as you need me, Moony. I'm not goin' anywhere."

[cyberpawn-arc]

❛ i didn’t know where else to go. ❜ @corpobastard GUESS WHO

Short Angst Starters @corpobastard

"What....happened?" As Vale kept their apartment door wide open, the gentle sounds of Mothra girlbossing through existence echoed through the halls until Vale took notice of the...moment ruining roars. Never quite used to the fact that people sometimes didn't want to hear the sounds of destruction while they were having a vulnerable moment at Vale's door, they scrambled to turn off the broadcast and returned back to look to the...disgruntled and unkempt Arasaka employee before them.

Reaching out, Vale gently grabbed Voronin's sleeve and dragged them into their apartment, away from prying eyes and ears. "Did...that happen at work? Some other time? Who did this to you?"

[cyberpawn-arc]

Валеко. Солнышко.

Give My Muse a Nickname

"Moony! Moony!! Moony!!! I love you!! You're my moon!! My lunar eclipse!! My total eclipse of the heart!! You're amazing!!"