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2020 Mod Account ([personal profile] 2020mod) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowl20202012-05-19 12:36 pm
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motherofnemesis: (low: eyes closed)

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2012-05-20 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
A pause as she watched him, trying to maintain her calm. Trying not to let it show how much it always managed to hurt that he remained so disconnected.

"No," she said softly. "I haven't. Have you got dinner?" She sighed, brushing her hand up his arm to rest on his shoulder. "You need repairs."

She covered the next moment, voice as even as if it had been what she intended to say at first.

"Pretty soon this suit's damage will reach a critical level and start increasing exponentially."
hacktivist: (waiting for the green light)

[personal profile] hacktivist 2012-05-20 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ghost phased through her, behind her to access a box of rations, pawing through it busily and with a kind of anxious quickness as the thought remained in his mind, what he needed to retrieve.

"I can continue operating on baseline integrity with minimal maintenance."

And in the same tone, "I love you."
motherofnemesis: (low: leaning against wall)

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2012-05-21 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
She turned, suppressing the instinctive shiver as he phased through her. She'd never been able to grow accustomed to the feeling, not really.

"But it won't be optimal." She shrugged, as if it wasn't too important. "I could help you, it wouldn't take long." She knew the odds of getting him to leave his suit were about as high as the odds of winning this fight - no wait, possibly even lower. There was still a tiny chance the resistance would succeed.

Every time like a punch to the gut. She'd burnt her emotions out and shielded them up, but he could still bypass every security measure she had with three simple words. Self corrupting protocol. Unfair advantages. She closed her eyes.

"I know." It was quiet, the unevenness in it the first real trace of emotion she'd shown since getting here. "I love you too."