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[gives her a pointed look- or a look as pointed as possible when one’s face is covered- and unfurls himself, legs dangling off the end] No. Fortunately, I seldom have use for them.
[snorts] Not sure why you would use them at all, really.
I do sleep occasionally. :P
[turns his head towards her, lowering the gun to his chest]
Unnecessary. This is comfortable. And out of the way.
[sits on the bed opposite, leaning back]
You actually find these beds comfortable?
[gives her a pointed look- or a look as pointed as possible when one's face is covered- and unfurls himself, legs dangling off the end] No. Fortunately, I seldom have use for them.
starttheanarchy replied to your post:[crammed into a bottom bunk, knees pushed up...
Don’t shoot yourself in the face
:P
phaselocks replied to your post:[crammed into a bottom bunk, knees pushed up...
You know- you could sit somewhere with more room.
[turns his head towards her, lowering the gun to his chest]
Unnecessary. This is comfortable. And out of the way.
[crammed into a bottom bunk, knees pushed up against the bed above him, holding a pistol over his face and picking at the parts]
Chapter One: One Small Step for Man
Hazard had spent the entire night and all morning agonizing over how the trip would proceed. It wasn’t as if she weren’t capable of leaving the city, seeing as she’d survived on her own for at least a year out there in the unforgiving plains, deserts, and tundras of Pandora, it was that she hadn’t done it while in the company of other, and certainly not after experiencing the luxuries of Sanctuary.
Her little one-room apartment felt particularly cramped, for being as empty as it was, as she imagined leaving the walls and guards and venturing back out into that huge world. It would be so open and wide, she couldn’t possibly imagine what it would be like to go exploring the unknown again. She’d left to sneak eridium away from bandit camps, sure, but those were all as close as possible to the city and she only left for a day or a night at a time. This was…. a real trip.
And with the real Sirens. Hazard gazed into a mirror, tugging at her cheeks and staring at the dark circles under her eyes, before leaving her tiny bathroom and fussing for the thousandth time over her pack and the money, supplies, and eridium she’d packed. Her lone shotgun rested next to it, while her pistol waited for her to tuck it away beneath her jacket. She was going to be with the three real Sirens on Pandora the entire time, and in such close quarters, it wouldn’t be long before they discovered, if they didn’t already know, that she wasn’t one of them.
It was one of the most terrifying things she could imagine.
Satisfied with all she had, the girl shakily pulled on her pack, combed her bangs over one eye, and slipped out of her door, locking it tightly behind her. Her gait was a half-jog, half-hop, half-run, alternating as she slipped past the citizens, wanting to avoid unnecessary conversation. They tended not to speak to her, nor she them, but when they did, she generally felt it necessary to run and hide, or cry, and that simply wasn’t in her plan for the day.
But not all her plans fell through, unfortunately. Approaching the gathering group, she felt a lump rise in her throat. The three Sirens, Lilith, Maya, and Angel. She would be alone with all three of them until others appeared. She silently held up a reluctant hand in greeting, moving to stand beside (and somewhat behind) Lilith, as if she were trying to hide.
Zero had known Pandora better than any other, and occupied it from the day he was born. And yet, the great threatening planet still held her secrets from him and with his acute understanding of the Vaults and what they contained, he wasn't privy to find out what those secrets were.
But he would, for it would be another challenge, one that he would be going into with less knowledge than the first. He could already feel the magnetic pull of the eridium through his veins, and see the secret scrawl that would no doubt wind around the ruins. He had double-checked his helmet to make sure that it was tightly secured and crack-free, and had loaded his storage deck with an assortment of sniper rifles and revolvers.
He appeared at the gathering from thin air, invisible one moment and then flickering into view the next. He found that he was the fifth to arrive, behind three sirens and the fourth that he knew instinctively to be fake, and it gave him the oddest thrill to know that he would be going on this exploration with them. He bowed his greeting, and filed in behind Maya, rigid, statuesque- and protective.
+ athenaout
<flips backward the moment he catches the glare on that second sword, body ever low to the ground; there’s a moments pause before he darts back in, blade parallel to his hip, ready to slice her diagonally>
/Takes a step back, keeping a low posture while holding one sword front and the other behind her. She remains on her spot, waiting untill his sword comes closer to evade it/
<flashes a holographic smile as he bounds closer, his sword just an inch from colliding with hers- and then he activates deception, his hologram swinging the blade wide and fast as he approaches behind her>
+ athenaout
<crouches, letting the silence settle for a brief moment before he lunges, blade swinging over his head and hooking as if directed to her neck>
/moves a sword up to meet his, the other quickly swinging at his mid section, grinning a little inside her helmet/
<flips backward the moment he catches the glare on that second sword, body ever low to the ground; there's a moments pause before he darts back in, blade parallel to his hip, ready to slice her diagonally>
+ athenaout
How sad. I had hoped you would be a challenge.
/pulls her helmet over her face and fixes the grip on her swords/
<crouches, letting the silence settle for a brief moment before he lunges, blade swinging over his head and hooking as if directed to her neck>
+ athenaout
Surprised? I think not. Would you care to demonstrate? I doubt you’re worthy.
Worthy? I do not endorse showing off my superiority, but I find myself wanting someone to idolize my abilities.
/unsheathes her plasma swords/ Jon me in this dance, then.
<digistructs his own blade, swinging it in a wide arch over his head> This will not last long.
:)
+ athenaout
I wonder: Can you use those swords?
You might be surprised. Can you?
Surprised? I think not. Would you care to demonstrate? I doubt you're worthy.
+ athenaout
I wonder: Can you use those swords?
It takes him a few seconds to catch that, but when he does, his lips curl into a wide smile and he lies back down. “I’m the fool? Says the guy that can’t just say what’s on his mind," Axton says with a smirk.
"Actions speak louder," he quips, the phrase one that he picked up from the others.
The content look on his face turns to a frown in seconds as he looks over the commando; he's rather...useless, confined to a bed like that, he thinks.
“Zero," Axton breathes out, his fingers clutching onto the bedsheet covers. “If you’re just messin’ around with my feelings, then you can get out and ask someone else to babysit me."
He scoffs at that, audible and mocking. He takes a step towards where Axton lies, folds his arms, and allows his head to loll slightly to the side, even the languidness as graceful as ever. "You are a fool," Zero says, solid and simply, failing to mask an underlying tone of affection.
"You heard," he says insolently- He’s not going to repeat himself. It’s close enough to a miracle that he said it in the first place.
He stares at him for a long time, his mind racing. So many things to say, to ask, to do. “Do you really mean it," Axton asks, biting his lip.
He almost says no, if nothing else to alleviate some of the tension in the room. Instead he does what he's known to do best; he stares, hard and unblinking, without so much as a word. His lips are pursed so tight it almost looks like he's frowning.
Axton makes an attempt to sit up when he hears that, but lets out a loud groan and falls back down. “Fuck— that hurts— shit—"
He turns slightly to fully address Zero, his face still the shade of deep red. “You what?"
"You heard," he says insolently- He's not going to repeat himself. It's close enough to a miracle that he said it in the first place.
Eargasm.
