#pressx2jump

[hcpekind]

@pressx2jump Murray, post Venice He opened the door to their hideout with a hint of shyness. Sly and Bentley let him do the honors, he might've been all for jumping back into his old mask, but there's still hesitations in his movements as he made his way in, looking around and taking in the details: the old cookie jar from the orphanage, the sofa and the old TV in the corner, down to his benches and weights - if it wasn't for the piles of new maps and scribbled plans left on the table and a few adjustments to make the place wheelchair friendly, he'd say nothing changed, as if no more than a few hours passed since he left them. It makes the big inhale that followed his first steps come as shaky. "It's. I'm sorry, it's been a while"

For a moment, Sly really thought - or... hoped, perhaps, is a better term - that when Murray would have opened the door to the hideout, everything would have gone back to exactly how it was before. He even insisted with Bentley to move the forniture as little as possible, to keep their usual set up as familiar as they could. he didn't know what emotion it would have caused in Murray - to be fair, he didn't even give it a thought until now -, but he really hoped it would have been enough.

But it isn't. Of course it isn't. So much has happened in these last years, going back to the hideout isn't nearly enough to delete from memory all the bad things and get Murray back as how he was - and Bentley, much less naively, expected that. Where Sly chases the dream of things returning as they were, he knew they simply wouldn't. Murray changed. Murray grew. It is only natural. Forcing him to backtrack is not an option. Who better than him can understand that?

« There's no need to say sorry! ». Sly still talks first, a big smile on the face as he gives him a big pat on the shoulder, all the traces of any conflicting thoughts he might be having gone. Always the best when it comes to improvising. « It has been a while! Take your time, big guy. »

« Yeah, we're not in a rush. » Bentley adds, pushing the wheelchair inside and aiming directly for the maps, as he had always done. « We can catch our breaths before going out again - and I need to check a thing or two. » He gets to the table, and before diving ino the maps he gives Murray a smile. « Welcome back, buddy. »

[hcpekind]

ways to kiss. / @pressx2jump's penelope MAN WHATEVER [ celebration ] a joyful and exuberant kiss to celebrate an achievement or milestone LETS HAVE SOME PENELOPE AND BENTLEY FUN

Continuing their jobs as thieves had been a challenge without Sly. Him and Penelope had to adjust, but when things started to work, they worked so incredibly well - even better than they did before! It was only a matter of time before they went big, and from mere attempts at the money of criminals ( ... specifically Dimitri's, because it was just too fun ) they went for the generator of fourth dimension's energy wave in a high tech, highly dangerous laboratory. It was the most important piece for the time machine, and they were going to get it. They didn't need Sly's agility, with brains like theirs!

And yet, Bentley alomst couldn't believe it, when the van came to a halt in their hideout's garage and they opened the doors to see their new generator, in their hands, taken all by themselves! They searched each other's hands instinctively, screaming and laughing and complimenting one another, and they suddenly they were kissing. All the sounds they were making get suddenly muted, just a small surprised sound coming from Bentley before the silence of a drawn kiss.

He's not sure how long it goes on, because it seems to last forever, but for his own experience it never is ( math tends to betray him in these moments, it's such a mystery ), but when they let fo og each other he's panting slightly with a smile that must be looking absolutely dumb.

« ... y-you, haha, you made me forget what I was saying...! » he exclaims, not in an angry way. If anything, being interrupted this way is always incredibly pleasing. « If you didn't want to listen, you could just tell, haha...! »

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@pressx2jump's daxter → jack "good! now's our chance! let's go back inside and pretend we're not home."

« God fucking damnit shut up!! ». One hand clasps Daxter's mouth, which equals to saying that he basically grabs half of his body and starts basically choking him. He trembles ever so slightly as he does, really working his best to keep his own voice down. He managed the lowest loud whisper he could muster, but it's hard to keep at it when you're surrounded by fucking idiots. « I swear, you're almost as annoying as Claptrap. Which is an achievement. »

He lets him go, just because he has to, and returns to look up through the vent on the floor of his own office. The ventilation system has always been the best option to avoid Tassiter, now pacing irritated around his desk, and while a good old discussion is always a good pass-time, he really can't stand to have one today. He just wants him to leave - him, and the loader bots he brought with him, which he's pretty sure he programmed to beat the everliving shit out of him if he finds him - and return to his work. If SOMEONE could keep QUIET.