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lucythehacker replied to your post: All this food looks really delicious :D

IT’S TORTURING ME

I'm dying over here too Lucy. The amount of good food there...

Lutoru: Laboratory

When Satoru wasn't to be found in his apartment or Lucy's apartment or reporting to his superiors (or in Drew's apartment or laboratory, or across the street getting coffee because being caffeinated all the time had seemed laughable in high school but suddenly became intensely necessary in university) he could be found in his laboratory.

Satoru's lab was about ten minutes' subway ride away from his apartment, give or take, and soundproof, shockproof, waterproof, insulated and reinforced, so as not to disturb the neighbours or have a squad of New York's finest descending upon him. It was chrome and metal and (heavily reinforced) glass, and protected with the finest security system Satoru could throw together. Spare parts lay scattered everywhere-- underfoot, on workbenches, next to abandoned coffee cups and half-eaten sandwiches, and on a good day, the likes of Dir en Grey and L'arc~en~ciel blasted from surround-sound speakers.

He'd given Lucy the passcode a few weeks after they'd first started going out, when it had occurred to him that he spent more time at his lab than in his apartment. And currently, he was tapping into the large computer that took up a good part of one wall, doing calculations on one of the monitors, and drawing up diagrams of what looked suspiciously like a helicarrier on the one next to it.

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Lutoru: Proposal.

Deciding he wanted to marry Lucy wasn't the hard part. Oh, no. Figuring out that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, knowing he wanted bright little red-haired Eurasian children running around, figuring out that he wanted to wake up every single morning to her smile, that wasn't the hard part. Not by a long shot.

Oh, no, the hard part was figuring out how to propose in a properly flamboyantly (and by that, he meant geeky) way. He'd combed the internet for hours looking for things other guys in the same positions had done it, and the list was impressive: decking out a room like the landscape in Mario, proposing at a con in front of John-Luc motherfucking Picard, setting up a fake segment of Portal-- it went on, but you got the point. Either way, Satoru had quite a lot to live up to.

The one thing that gave him a bigger headache was figuring out what sort of ring he wanted to give her. That it would have a diamond was standard and expected, but even with the restriction of putting a sufficiently big rock on a band of metal, there were so many ways he could go about it, so many things he could base it off of...

In the end, a reasonably-sized box landed on Lucy's doorstep, containing what would appear to be a netbook slightly thicker than usual, the lid of which bore the pattern of the front door of the TARDIS. Around the screen ran the words 'I love you', not in English, but Klingon, Vulcan, binary, Japanese, Krypton, Mandalorian, and Zentradi. Next to the power button, someone had taped a post-it note bearing the words: Push me.

#lucythehacker #ooc: this is probably going to turn out to be very long winded #i hope you like reading

I'm assuming that we're spending Christmas together. I love you, Sat.

Of course we are. Taluhk nash-veh k'dular, t'hy'la.

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