#transversetragicomic

[delirifac]

Pride.

PRIDE.

My leg. The prosthetic one I built. It is the fucking bomb diggity.

[advancedtrouper]

yo hal you alright over there???

[advancedtrouper]

Your face proceeds to burn a reddish color as you read over the text, giving a small hum of delight as you sent him a quick 'be there soon' and got up and off your lazy ass. You had already taken a shower, hair still a bit damp because of it, and you obviously had your shades on.

Since it wasn't going to be the fanciest thing ever, you simply but on a button-up and tie, some slacks, and your usual dress shoes. Nothing too fancy, but nothing along the lines of fast food either. Maybe somewhere like Olive Garden or Red Lobster-- depends on what he wants to it. You weren't that hungry and this was a date so, you'd both have to agree on somewhere casual to go eat.

After you made sure you looked fine, had your keys and wallet in hand, and straightened your tie, you were swiftly moving over to the transportalizer and quick to stand on the pad. Your eyes glanced over the coordinates already inputted before your fist came down to greet the button, a zap leaving the apartment quiet and cold once again.

In no time you were over at your little brother's place, glancing around before moving off the pad. At first glance, kind of like first time, there was no one there in the living room. You should really stop doing that weird zone out thing because it was probably not good. You were just so used to it being empty when you went over it was hard to actually see what was there. Weird or not it was what was happening.

"Hey Princess, I'm here." Yeah, you're nervous, pet names being proof. You hadn't actually called him this one before, but from what he blogs about, he probably wont mind.

[advancedtrouper]

You barely gave yourself any time, jerking from the computer after clicking send and darting from one room to another. You had to go to the bathroom to make sure your eyes weren't red or something crazy like that and, after that, to Hal's room so you could grab the hoodie you promised. It was a quick grab so you weren't aware of which one it was. Maybe the orange one? Not sure, don't care, you're too focused on going to see Hal. You looked yourself over, checking off hoodie, shoves, shades, ect. before rushing over to the transportalizer. The coords were the last used since you hadn't gone anywhere so you got on the pad, quickly slammed your fist onto the button, and let the feeling of you literally being nothing overwhelm you for no more than a matter of second before finding yourself in a whole other place. It was unfamiliar yet still easy to remember, being you never actually come here. Sucking in a deep breath you glanced around, trying to find Hal. "Hey, I'm here!" Your voice sorta cracked while you spoke. It'd be the first time seeing him in awhile, you were going to be eager but still really iffy about it. You really don't want to break down just by hearing his voice or seeing his face, but you're more than likely to do that.

[advancedtrouper]

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You drift asleep and find yourself back in your apartment, sitting at your computer tacking away. Even sweet dreams can hurt people.

There you sat, typing away at your keyboard at some dumb shit that your job made you work on. They have been overworking you because of all those days you missed and holy fuck is that shit tiring. You hate your job a lot, but it pays well so you just put up with it.

You stop moving your hands across the letters, perking up from your slouched posture at the sound of footsteps. The last time you checked Hal had already left, went off to live with Dirk, who was here?

You were pretty much expecting the worse as you made your way from your room and into the hallway, peering from left to right to try and catch who was in your house. You wouldn't really be at ready if this was a robbery or worse; it was Jane on her way to give you that so-called 'talk' she wanted to give. A shudder ran down your back and you slowly crept around to see who was there.

You had searched a good bit of the house before deciding to call out and, getting no answer, you just sighed and walked back toward your room. You were probably hearing things and just wanting Hal home-- yeah that sounded pretty much right. You missed him a lot, you wanted him home, but he wasn't going to come hack. Well, you at least convinced yourself that.

So back to the keyboard you went, typing.. typing.. then a knock on your door that almost made you fall out of your chair. Just when you were about to call out who was there because you're just that dumb, you heard a voice that almost made your heart snap in two.

"David?"

Hal. That's who the owner of that almost childish voice was-- it was Hal. You pretty much flung yourself out of the chair and toward the door despite just getting yourself situated from the almost fail of falling out of it. You stood at the door, hoping to god you weren't hearing things before grabbing the knob. It took you a moment to gather yourself before twisting an opening it, not exactly prepared to see the android just yet,

Much to your surprise, it wasn't you hearing voices, he was there. He was actual there. You had barely enough time to look at him before he was shoving forward and hugging you tight. Your lip started to quiver and your arms moved around him, tears threatening to fall at the corners of your eyes.--

Your eyes opened, lips tugged in a sad smile as you found yourself staring at the wall, curled in on yourself. It was just a dream, he wasn't back, he wasn't hugging you, he was still gone. It was only a goddamn dream.

[advancedtrouper]

transversetragicomic said: Take a shower.

okay sorry i didnt just wake up ive been up and already took one

[sukeiban]

My url?

Attraction level:  6/10 唯一の関心/好奇心を含む。小さなロボット。そのように判断してはいけない。Love for the Character: 6/10 かわいい。しかし満たす、または相互に作用する必要があります。だけは本当にダッシュに知っている。How much the character has grown on me:  1/10 SAME AS START.Badassness level: … ロボット/10How upset I’d be/I am if the character got killed off: 6/10Your blog: 9/10

[sukeiban]

✖

✖ and I will give you a fear that my character has in dealing with yours

That she won’t ever be able to find common ground enough for them to interact and be friendly. Or that she’s too engrossed in her vulgar appearance for Hal to ever enjoy her company/interactions.

Part of her (buried deep down, smothered, and entirely unconscious) is afraid that she doesn’t have enough innocence left to be able to interact with sweet people like him. But she’s still drawn to him.