[ Dakishimetai. She likes how that rolls off the tongue. And she likes it even more that Tech has so much knowledge to offer. She's never had the experience of being able to google whatever she needs to know on the internet so it's kind of cool that she has a guy in her life who can answer random questions. ]
We should build an epic blanket fort and get high one day. Or would it be more fun the other way round? [ She laughs and pecks his cheek, then moves to crawl back under the covers, leaving enough room for him to join her. She shifts on her side to face him. ]
I could get a job so I wouldn't be leeching off you... I kinda did waitressing once? And I didn't completely suck at it. [ Point is, if Tech becoming rich didn't work out, she'd be willing to work to fund their traveling. ]
Wherever we end up has to be new for the both of us. [ That was her one condition and the problem with her and JC - nowhere was a first for him. Try as he might, he wouldn't share that same excitement from visiting a country for the first time. She'd be alone in that feeling... and she didn't want to feel alone in anything anymore. ]
Speaking of demonhood... [ She chews on her lower lip worriedly. ] Do you think I'll start to change after what I did? [ She's paranoid she's going to wake up with a tail tomorrow. Or grow those same claws she had in the fog... She shudders and burrows her face in his chest, feeling sick again. ]
Dunno. We'll have to try both ways. Like a science experiment, test our blanket fort hypotheses.
[ He worms his way beneath the covers with her -- letting hell and the world disappear until it's just the two of them in dark, stuffy proximity. An arm drapes around her, knuckles brushing across the side of her rib cage to the dip of her waist and curve of her hip then back up. The offer to waitress is cute, but no girl of his is going to have to bust their ass to pay the bills! Tech could easily hack an ATM in the worst case scenario... ]
Unless we're going to the States, everywhere will be new to me. So you don't gotta worry there.
[ He could list off every street in every country. He could recite every tourist destination. He could give a detailed history from every place in the world, but it still doesn't change the fact that he had never stepped foot out of the US. And if he did, he would cease to exist. Within his world anyway. Same rules don't apply in other worlds. They haven't in Penance. They won't wherever he and Ava go.
The comments about changing are sobering, however. A part of him always worried he was the factor that caused people to change. It happened with Monika and it happened with Kaiba. Hopefully it wouldn't happen with Ava. His brows draw together in thought. ]
I can't be a hundred percent sure, but I will say I don't know anyone who's started to change who hasn't brought it on themselves. Meaning, they made bad choices and kept making those choices in spite of knowing they're wrong. Cheating or hurting others, hooking up with demons, getting off on violence. None of those apply to what happened to you because you're here, feeling remorse. You were under the influence of something out of your control, and the real you wouldn't do anything like that.
[ He stops his soothing caresses to instead wrap his arms around her and draw her into his chest. ]
I imagine you and I also have a degree of protection from that. I'm a god, something divine. And you have the halo. [ He touches the center of her back where the halo resides. ] Burning gloriously -- keeping you from being infected by demonic influence. It'll protect you.
[ In the dark, it's easy to pretend they haven't already made it to the other world they're aiming to reach one day, that they're just sharing a bed in a hotel after exploring the sights of Tokyo, exhausted but satisfied from another day of adventures. In the dark, she has everything she could possibly want with Tech, and nobody from their pasts is haunting them. In the dark, they're hidden from anyone who could tear them apart.
Her eyes flutter shut at how he manages to calm her just by using the back of his fingers. ] I make a cute waitress. Just sayin'. [ She mumbles against his shirt before she lifts her head with a more sober expression to hear his thoughts on demonic changes. She wishes he could give her an answer he's certain of the way he translated something into Japanese for her moments before. Still, his theory gives her hope. ]
I hope you're right. [ She's grateful for what the halo has done for her, but she's tired of her body being manipulated by others. First a holy warrior, next a monster? ] I think I'd rather die than become a demon...
[ She reaches for one of Tech's gloved hands around her and holds it between them. Part of her wants to pull off the fabric so she can see the damage she did, but the other part of her is too scared of where her mind will go if she sees his palms too soon. ]
They're still bad, aren't they? [ That's why he covered them up. Would he be forever scarred because of her? She lets her lips graze his exposed knuckles. ] Someday, I want to feel your hands again. Every inch of them.
[ She'd make a cute anything, not just a waitress. He smiles, shaking his head. Honestly, she'd probably make a cute demon, too. But he prefers her with all her humanity -- no horns, no fangs, no claws, no tails. Just a girl who isn't falling prey to the corruption of this place. Just a girl with messy hair and no makeup under the blankets with him. Just a girl he could see himself waking up with in the morning just like this. ]
Even if somehow you start to change, we'll find a way to reverse it. If you do good things, if you avoid sinning -- the changes will revert.
[ His eyes veer toward their hands, fingers curling into hers -- reassuring her there's no pain. ]
They're not bad. It's mostly healed. Just some scarring on the fronts and backs. [ Maybe this isn't what she wants to hear, but he says it anyway. ] The nails went through clean, so the damage is minimal. I just didn't think it was something you wanted to see.
But c'mon. I could totally rock the fingerless glove look, right? Bring it back into style. Ooo, maybe get some LED lights for the knuckles. They'd flash every time I make a fist. That'd be cool in the club after dropping some acid.
[ He says they're not bad but they still sound bad to her. Scarring equals bad.Very bad. Forever bad. And he was smart to cover them up because Ava is feeling particularly sensitive at the moment.
She starts to laugh at his Pimp My Gloves moment, only to realize he sounds serious about wearing something that only sounds acceptable at a rave. ]
I must really like you if I'd be willing to be seen with you wearing those gloves. [ And it's only the beginning of recognizing his eccentric fashion sense. ] But of course you'd rock that look, babe. [ She smiles at him sweetly before planting a soft kiss against his lips, then snuggles into his side. ]
If I fall asleep, will you still be here when I wake up? [ She's scared this might all be a dream and she'll wake up to him hating her. ]
[ He bops her nose with his index finger, though shifts to allow her closer. Them and their blanket fort, protected from the outside world. She must be tired. Considering how she looked when he first arrived with tear swollen eyes, she probably spent a long while post-fog ruminating over the things she had done with very little sleep in between. Compounded by the fact that the monster probably hadn't slept in her pursuit of sinners to 'purify,' Ava needed her rest.
This time, there are no nightmares plaguing the land. This time, she can sleep to her heart's content. They don't need to pop tablet after tablet of Frenzy. They can just relax. ]
I will be here. I'll be right here. I'm not going anywhere any time soon. Sucks to be you.
[ He says with a hint of mirth. Though before she's asleep completely, he tosses an idea out ]
You should consider moving in with me and Mega. We got two extra rooms. You don't have to be alone anymore.
[ Her legs entangle with his and she's already halfway there to nodding off when he suggests moving in with him, though it's the name that astounds her more than the invitation itself. ]
How mega is he? [ She sniggers into his chest before falling into quiet consideration at his offer. ]
You should probably ask Mega first... but it's a nice idea. [ Having someone right next door... and probably phasing straight through the wall to see them at any random moment, giving them a heart attack. ] It does get lonely here...
It's....he's kinda a robot. But also not really. Hell made him human in everything except mind. So yeah, it's a weird name....but that's not the weirdest thing about him. Like, apparently he still believes in Santa Claus. Which, I'm not gonna ruin for him. Saint Nick is kinda real in my world, so there's some truth to it.
[ He leans over to press a soft kiss to Ava's temple. He thinks about mentioning Mega being one of Monika's other boyfriends but refrains. Another time for that story. It's not important now. He and Ava are the future so he'd rather focus on her than anything in his past. ]
I'll ask him about you, though. He's gonna say yes. So I'd say just start packing up some things. Unless you'd rather I move in here? You and I having full run of the room would be fucking great...
I'll bear that in mind whenever I meet him. [ Note to self: don't make Mega cry by denying the existence of Santa in front of him. ] You can tell Saint Nick he owes me twelve years of Christmas presents, by the way.
[ Christmas was never about presents at the orphanage, or good food, or decorating a tree, or ice skating. It was always about God. And Ava never deserved presents for her "bad" behavior so she never got any. Not that she'd want one from Sister Frances. The only gift she ever gave Ava was poison. ]
If Mega's your friend, I wouldn't want him to be alone instead of me... As much as I'd like you all to myself. [ She leans up to kiss his chin. ] I'm trying to work on removing selfishness from the list of my sins.
[ And it always seems like it's one step forward and three steps back in terms of selfishness. But maybe he and Ava are on the right track. Maybe together they can figure it out. Maybe they won't be able to be selfish because they'll be worrying about each other.
.....or maybe this will make them worse. He and Monika still managed to remain firmly planted in selfishness throughout their entire short burst of a relationship.
He forces the thought aside, drawing her just slightly closer. ]
I'll get you a million presents to make up for it. You're gonna be so fucking spoiled you won't even know what to do with yourself. But for now, the best gift I can give you is shutting up and letting you sleep.
[ Ava has to admit the selfish part of her likes the idea of being spoiled, but she shouldn't be encouraging him to buy her affection when he already has it. ]
Don't need a million presents, just need...
[ She drifts off, sighing out the word 'you' into his chest, exhaustion finally taking over her. Within a minute, she's practically out cold, and she'll probably sleep a whole twelve hours uninterrupted thanks to the fog doing a number on her. Hopefully Tech won't be too bored while she rests. Maybe he even can clean her room since it's even messier since the last time he was in it... ]
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We should build an epic blanket fort and get high one day. Or would it be more fun the other way round? [ She laughs and pecks his cheek, then moves to crawl back under the covers, leaving enough room for him to join her. She shifts on her side to face him. ]
I could get a job so I wouldn't be leeching off you... I kinda did waitressing once? And I didn't completely suck at it. [ Point is, if Tech becoming rich didn't work out, she'd be willing to work to fund their traveling. ]
Wherever we end up has to be new for the both of us. [ That was her one condition and the problem with her and JC - nowhere was a first for him. Try as he might, he wouldn't share that same excitement from visiting a country for the first time. She'd be alone in that feeling... and she didn't want to feel alone in anything anymore. ]
Speaking of demonhood... [ She chews on her lower lip worriedly. ] Do you think I'll start to change after what I did? [ She's paranoid she's going to wake up with a tail tomorrow. Or grow those same claws she had in the fog... She shudders and burrows her face in his chest, feeling sick again. ]
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[ He worms his way beneath the covers with her -- letting hell and the world disappear until it's just the two of them in dark, stuffy proximity. An arm drapes around her, knuckles brushing across the side of her rib cage to the dip of her waist and curve of her hip then back up. The offer to waitress is cute, but no girl of his is going to have to bust their ass to pay the bills! Tech could easily hack an ATM in the worst case scenario... ]
Unless we're going to the States, everywhere will be new to me. So you don't gotta worry there.
[ He could list off every street in every country. He could recite every tourist destination. He could give a detailed history from every place in the world, but it still doesn't change the fact that he had never stepped foot out of the US. And if he did, he would cease to exist. Within his world anyway. Same rules don't apply in other worlds. They haven't in Penance. They won't wherever he and Ava go.
The comments about changing are sobering, however. A part of him always worried he was the factor that caused people to change. It happened with Monika and it happened with Kaiba. Hopefully it wouldn't happen with Ava. His brows draw together in thought. ]
I can't be a hundred percent sure, but I will say I don't know anyone who's started to change who hasn't brought it on themselves. Meaning, they made bad choices and kept making those choices in spite of knowing they're wrong. Cheating or hurting others, hooking up with demons, getting off on violence. None of those apply to what happened to you because you're here, feeling remorse. You were under the influence of something out of your control, and the real you wouldn't do anything like that.
[ He stops his soothing caresses to instead wrap his arms around her and draw her into his chest. ]
I imagine you and I also have a degree of protection from that. I'm a god, something divine. And you have the halo. [ He touches the center of her back where the halo resides. ] Burning gloriously -- keeping you from being infected by demonic influence. It'll protect you.
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[ In the dark, it's easy to pretend they haven't already made it to the other world they're aiming to reach one day, that they're just sharing a bed in a hotel after exploring the sights of Tokyo, exhausted but satisfied from another day of adventures. In the dark, she has everything she could possibly want with Tech, and nobody from their pasts is haunting them. In the dark, they're hidden from anyone who could tear them apart.
Her eyes flutter shut at how he manages to calm her just by using the back of his fingers. ] I make a cute waitress. Just sayin'. [ She mumbles against his shirt before she lifts her head with a more sober expression to hear his thoughts on demonic changes. She wishes he could give her an answer he's certain of the way he translated something into Japanese for her moments before. Still, his theory gives her hope. ]
I hope you're right. [ She's grateful for what the halo has done for her, but she's tired of her body being manipulated by others. First a holy warrior, next a monster? ] I think I'd rather die than become a demon...
[ She reaches for one of Tech's gloved hands around her and holds it between them. Part of her wants to pull off the fabric so she can see the damage she did, but the other part of her is too scared of where her mind will go if she sees his palms too soon. ]
They're still bad, aren't they? [ That's why he covered them up. Would he be forever scarred because of her? She lets her lips graze his exposed knuckles. ] Someday, I want to feel your hands again. Every inch of them.
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Even if somehow you start to change, we'll find a way to reverse it. If you do good things, if you avoid sinning -- the changes will revert.
[ His eyes veer toward their hands, fingers curling into hers -- reassuring her there's no pain. ]
They're not bad. It's mostly healed. Just some scarring on the fronts and backs. [ Maybe this isn't what she wants to hear, but he says it anyway. ] The nails went through clean, so the damage is minimal. I just didn't think it was something you wanted to see.
But c'mon. I could totally rock the fingerless glove look, right? Bring it back into style. Ooo, maybe get some LED lights for the knuckles. They'd flash every time I make a fist. That'd be cool in the club after dropping some acid.
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She starts to laugh at his Pimp My Gloves moment, only to realize he sounds serious about wearing something that only sounds acceptable at a rave. ]
I must really like you if I'd be willing to be seen with you wearing those gloves. [ And it's only the beginning of recognizing his eccentric fashion sense. ] But of course you'd rock that look, babe. [ She smiles at him sweetly before planting a soft kiss against his lips, then snuggles into his side. ]
If I fall asleep, will you still be here when I wake up? [ She's scared this might all be a dream and she'll wake up to him hating her. ]
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[ He bops her nose with his index finger, though shifts to allow her closer. Them and their blanket fort, protected from the outside world. She must be tired. Considering how she looked when he first arrived with tear swollen eyes, she probably spent a long while post-fog ruminating over the things she had done with very little sleep in between. Compounded by the fact that the monster probably hadn't slept in her pursuit of sinners to 'purify,' Ava needed her rest.
This time, there are no nightmares plaguing the land. This time, she can sleep to her heart's content. They don't need to pop tablet after tablet of Frenzy. They can just relax. ]
I will be here. I'll be right here. I'm not going anywhere any time soon. Sucks to be you.
[ He says with a hint of mirth. Though before she's asleep completely, he tosses an idea out ]
You should consider moving in with me and Mega. We got two extra rooms. You don't have to be alone anymore.
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[ Her legs entangle with his and she's already halfway there to nodding off when he suggests moving in with him, though it's the name that astounds her more than the invitation itself. ]
How mega is he? [ She sniggers into his chest before falling into quiet consideration at his offer. ]
You should probably ask Mega first... but it's a nice idea. [ Having someone right next door... and probably phasing straight through the wall to see them at any random moment, giving them a heart attack. ] It does get lonely here...
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[ He leans over to press a soft kiss to Ava's temple. He thinks about mentioning Mega being one of Monika's other boyfriends but refrains. Another time for that story. It's not important now. He and Ava are the future so he'd rather focus on her than anything in his past. ]
I'll ask him about you, though. He's gonna say yes. So I'd say just start packing up some things. Unless you'd rather I move in here? You and I having full run of the room would be fucking great...
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[ Christmas was never about presents at the orphanage, or good food, or decorating a tree, or ice skating. It was always about God. And Ava never deserved presents for her "bad" behavior so she never got any. Not that she'd want one from Sister Frances. The only gift she ever gave Ava was poison. ]
If Mega's your friend, I wouldn't want him to be alone instead of me... As much as I'd like you all to myself. [ She leans up to kiss his chin. ] I'm trying to work on removing selfishness from the list of my sins.
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[ And it always seems like it's one step forward and three steps back in terms of selfishness. But maybe he and Ava are on the right track. Maybe together they can figure it out. Maybe they won't be able to be selfish because they'll be worrying about each other.
.....or maybe this will make them worse. He and Monika still managed to remain firmly planted in selfishness throughout their entire short burst of a relationship.
He forces the thought aside, drawing her just slightly closer. ]
I'll get you a million presents to make up for it. You're gonna be so fucking spoiled you won't even know what to do with yourself. But for now, the best gift I can give you is shutting up and letting you sleep.
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Don't need a million presents, just need...
[ She drifts off, sighing out the word 'you' into his chest, exhaustion finally taking over her. Within a minute, she's practically out cold, and she'll probably sleep a whole twelve hours uninterrupted thanks to the fog doing a number on her. Hopefully Tech won't be too bored while she rests. Maybe he even can clean her room since it's even messier since the last time he was in it... ]