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srwug_alpha_rp2012-04-18 02:48 am
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So the days float through my eyes/ But still the days seem the same
"HARO!? Haro! Where is that stupid thing?" Lockon puts his hand on his hips, looking quite bewildered. His orange Haro seemed to be missing, and proved to be quite an elusive target at that.
"How exactly dose a robot just run away like this?" Sighing to himself, he shook his head and put his hands into his pockets. "HARROOOOOOO! Where are you!?"
Lockon is looking everywhere! In the Gym, and in the hanger, in the mess hall and in the quarter's hallways, on the Chalice and on the Ptolemy. Care to help a meister out? Or is it you who is in possession of his Haro?
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Lockon had all but given up on his search, heading back to his own room, Haro would turn up eventually wouldn't he?
Plans changed when he saw Allelujah's door open.
Instead of heading for his own Quarters, he hung on the door frame and leaned his head in with a smile.
"Knock-knock, buddy. What are you up to-" His grin slowly turned into a look of pure confusion. "Uh. I have no idea what is going on in here, just make sure you bring him back when you're done, ok?" He threw his hand ups in defeat, and shook his head completely bewildered.
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The poor guy was flustered and embarrassed: What the hell did he say to prove he wasn't at fault here? "He just... rolled in here like this."
That didn't sound suspicious at all.
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"What? Who would do that to my Haro?" Lockon peaked an eyebrow at Allelujah playfully, before stepping into his room.
"Mmm, you're right, it couldn't have been you." He regarded the rather poorly decorated droid. "You could never pull of this shade of lipstick."
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Lockon couldn't stop from laughing, Allelujah flustered so easily.
He clapped his friend on the shoulder firmly. "Come on, I was kidding! Don't take it so personally. Of course you don't wear lipstick." Lockon picked up Haro with the other hand and shook his head, tutting softly.
"You're a mess friend." He said to his redundant droid. "You go back to my room and stay there till I get back."
"" And with an ear flap and a few chirps the bedecked droid rolled out the door.
"Man, that thing get's annoying. I just spent that last three hours looking for him, and here he is. I should have just hung out here and saved myself the trouble."
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After a small sigh, he lowered the book just enough to show his silver eye. "I guess one of the girls got ahold of him. They've been doting over him since... at least when I got back, I don't know if they'd been doing it longer."
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"After the everyone got captured, and things where a mess, Haro was a small comfort to many small girls. I guess this is their way of saying 'thank you' really. I only hope they didn't use superglue to put those eyelashes on." He shook his head, and looked back at Allealujah, smirking warmly.
Those mis-matched eyes, so strange, and alluring. Lockon found it hard to look away from his silver gaze, so he didn't.
"I didn't mean it, honest. It was just a joke. But if you didn't react like this, it wouldn't be nearly as fun."
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He tilts his head to the side, eyes still meeting Lockon's. The grey bangs tilt slightly to one side, partly revealing the golden iris - though without it's usual violent flames. After a moment, Allelujah realized they were staring deeply into each others eyes, and looked down with a slight cough as yet another blush overtook his cheeks.
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Lockon laughed softly. "Well that certainly could be true." He agreed. No matter how he tried to tease Setsuna he never played along. What fun is teasing if it doesn't rise a reaction.
Lockon honestly wasn't nearly as worried about the makeup as he acted. Haro was metal after all, he would be fine.
For a moment he stood there, with his hands in his pockets, enjoying the comfortable silence, smiling back at his friend.
"So, what are you reading?" He leaned over now, and examined the book in Allelujah's hands.
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He brushes one strand of hair from his eyes, and leans forward. "What about you? Anything interesting keeping you up at night?"
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"The very opposite, now that everyone is back safely, I feel like climbing the walls. There is nothing to do. And I'm still pretty uncomfortable with the Chalice altogether." Lockon sighed, and sat down on the edge of his bed and leaned back on his hands.
"I know where Miss Sumaragi stashed her liquor ya know." He peaked an eyebrow playfully at Allelujah.
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"Allelujah, I don't think age has anything to do with being a man." There was a soft sort of knowing smile on his face.
"So? It's not like it's hard to get there. When was the last time you where there?"
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"Don't get to comfortable here. You belong with us." Thought his smile didn't change, there was a steady, serious look in his eye for a moment. And just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone, and Lockon was on his feet heading for the door. "C'mon, go home."
*~~*
A hop, skip, and a jump, and our Meister's found themselves on familiar 'soil'. Lockon seemed a loosen a up a bit the moment his boots touched the floor.
"Ah, I feel better already."
It wasn't far at all, a supply closet with no lock. From behind a stack of toilet paper boxes, Lockon deftly pulled out what seemed to be a rather good looking bottle of whiskey.
"And there we are. One party for two." With that grin it was impossible to tell if he was joking or...
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When Lockon stopped at the closet, Allelujah just about ran into him before recovering his footing. "Lockon, what are you doing? This is just a-" The bottle of whiskey cut him off as it came into view, and he stared blankly at it for a second. Realizing his mouth was hanging open, he closed it, swallowed, and simply said, "Oh."
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"Told you." He grinned at his friend. "She's got stashes all over the ship. Don't ask me how I know, alright?" He shrugged and chuckled softly. "You seem so surprised. We're all adults here aren't we?" He ribbed Allelujah softly. "But we better hide in my Quarters, if Miss Sumaragi catches me stealing her liquor she might be a might miffed, don't ya think?"
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Lockon was a bit startled when he felt Allelujah's hand on his arm, thought he tried not show it. Instead he just smiled softly down at his friend, and tucked the bottle under his other arm. It was actually... cute the way Allelujah was now. It was almost staggering, to know the monster that lived inside this seemingly delicate young man.
Lockon strolled lazily through the halls, feeling so much more at ease now that back on the Celestial Being's own ship.
He slapped the button that opened the door to his quarters, and swing Allelujah in first with a warm laugh.
"So, how long has it been, ya know, since you've been in here?" He left the other man standing and rummaged in drawer till he found two chipped lowball glasses. Holding the glasses in one hand he deftly fills them.
"Here you are."
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He almost tripped as he was shoved gently into the room, and grinned a bit.
"Uhm... Hmm... it's been a long time. The last time I can remember was back when I'd just been introduced as a Meister... I remember being very nervous and jittery. The talk you gave me that day really helped me out, you know?"
Having some experience with whiskey before, the pilot raised his glass a bit and smiled. "So... Cheers, then?"
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Lockon was touched by this words, he always wondered if his peptalks where just a bother or not. It was good to know that what he did meant something to his friend.
"A toast then." He paused a moment to think, and then raised his glass. "To you Allelujuh, and to being back on where you belong."
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"Kind? I don't know about that." He chuckled softly. Allelujah was just... so sweet when he was like this. But Lockon wondered what the demon half of him would say in this situation. The idea didn't scare him in the least, in fact, he liked that side of Allelujah quite a bit. He was a beautiful contradiction.
Lockon delighted in the way the whiskey burned down his throat and sat warmly in his gut.
He plopped down on the edge of the bed with a happy sigh, and refilled his glass, before offering the bottle to Allelujah.
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"So... to you, Lockon, and all you work for?" he suggested, grinning. Was he being coy? Hard to tell.
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Lockon smirked,
"If you insist." He tapped the rim of his glasses to Allelujah's and tipped it back.
To me working at getting you drunk my friend.
"All I work for? We're still on the same team aren't we? Or are you planning on leaving us for your friends on the Chalice?" He held his glass between gloved hands, and looked at Allelujah questioningly.
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