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srwug_alpha_rp2012-09-26 12:34 am
I need you around / Blueberry kisses
1] Sometime after dinner, if you're passing by the lounge you might hear the angry and joyous cries of one very excitable blonde Siberian. Adette had a heavy headset on over her eyes, and controller paddles in each hand from the computer game Gainer and Cynthia where always playing. Only, if her shouts where any indication she wasn't doing to hot either.
When the match finally ended she pulled off the headset with an angry jerk, cursing under her breath a little- only she bit her lip when she found out someone was standing there!
"Oh, I didn't know you where there! Sorry you had to see that."
2] With his Overman back together again, and her wounds healed Adette couldn't be happier. Though it was late, long past midnight, she could be found in the hanger polishing the fresh paint on the Overcoat of the Power Golame, she sang to herself as she worked, unabrashed, she sang out with joy, her high voice bouncing off every metal surface. She paused only to nip a shot from her flask every now and then, and her song always continued on.
"I told you baby, I'd love you maybe. But you stopped the clock the second time arounnddddd~ I need you arrrounndddd."
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"Need any help?"
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Adette smirked.
"Only if you want to." She took a step back to admire her work. Over half the Overman was glazed in white where she had not rubbed the wax off yet, but this didn't seem to dampen her spirit at all.
" It's amazing, she looks as good as new. Never would have known I riddled her full of holes at all." It seemed eventually every scar could be buffed out and painted over. Adette wondered why that could not be true of all things.
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"That she does. But those who went into battle with her will know, quiaff? Of how important a role she played."
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"Wax. I felt like she deserved it." Adette leaned forward and hugged the Overman, pressing her cheek and her chest against the cold metal, and then laughed aloud at herself for doing it.
"We will always know, but what we did was so much bigger than any one person, or any one mech. Our names will fade from history, but what what we did, that's the part that will truly last."
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"Aff, though our names will not necessarily fade away."
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Adette handed her a rag.
"Like this." Adette showed her quickly, an easy circular stroke, round and round, and you where left with a gleaming spot of paint. "Nothing to it, see? I find it kind of relaxing, you just get in the zone and keep buffing." She sipped her flash again, and held it out to her friend with out really thinking.
"In the grand scheme of things, what we did was so... miniscule. I doubt the outside of those who where there ever know it happened at all. Little more than a droplet on the fabric of history. don't get me wrong, we did a great thing, but I think it would be vain to think that 100 year from now someone is going to remember my name just because I helped run out a tyrannical military from a no where country."
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"It is too early to deny as well, quiaff? If nothing else, some of Clan Wolf will remember. If not name, then deed."
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Adette waved her hand, as if to shoo away the whole idea. Remembrance was not nearly as important to her as it seemed to be to the clanners.
"Now that everything is said and done, I gotta say, I came out pretty ok. Did you hear?" Adette leaned around the mech and smirked as she whispered. " Micheal and I are back together."
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"Congratulations. Did Resnick take any offense to that?"
Her tone was sincere, if not particularly surprised.
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"Of course he did." She almost laughed at the question, but it faded quickly and he voice grew a bit hushed. "But I didn't leave Micheal so I could be with Resnick in the first place. He was the only who decided to feel entitled to my love, I never promised him anything from the get go. Don't get me wrong he's.... well he's perfect. But he's just... not the man for me. I... I love Micheal. And I'm not afraid of that anymore."
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"That is good. Was there a moment of clarity? Or a gradual build up to what you realise?"
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"I dunno, I mean I think I knew it all along really. But I mean, you can't deny they put your guys together very nicely. Who can resist the allure of that?" Adette laughed a little as she shrugged. "I should never have let Resnick in in the first place..."
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"I am uncertain if you know of this when you copulated with Resnick - usually we clanners do not equate sexual intimacy with love. It is treated as a pleasurable physical activity. Thus, I think you should not regret it."
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"See that's that I thought! But he got all attached it seemed. It was all very confusion, and I was there. I mean, in the end he took it pretty hard for a guy who doesn't believe in dating." Adette frowned. "Wait, you won't tell anyone this right? I mean, this is between us girls right?" Adette didn't think that running her mouth might be hurtful to Resnick, but who else could she talk to about this? Ranna was the only woman Adette hung around with, and really trusted.
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"It came as a surprise to me as well when I first board the Chalice. He was a Crusader then, as you may know. And their stance on genetic supremacy has always been more... prounounced then us Wardens."
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The machine next to him seemed familiar somehow, which he puzzled over as he climbed down the cockpit ladder.
And then it hit him. It was the Power Golame. He just hadn't recognized it when it didnt look like death warmed over.
Which meant that if he wasn't careful his careful avoiding of his ex-lover for the past month could come to an abrupt and awkward end.
Stravag. Too late.
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Adette saw him come him, the noise of it rushing through the hanger, crumbling the beautiful silence into dust, and giving her no room left to sing. Adette mourned the loss of this almost perfect night.
When he climbed out of his mech, we would find here looking up at him, her arms folded under her chest, and a rag hanging out of her hand. she looked quite cross as she stared daggers up at him.
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"Is there some problem with my parking my mech here?"
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"Do you have any idea what time it is?! You where out, by your self in the middle of the night!" This went on and on for a few moments, as all her frustration with him from the last month was channeled into this one minor infraction. And yet the brunt of her yelling has to do with how completely unsafe it was, how he might have gotten hurt.
"And then you come storming in here, and scare me half to death with all the noise, and you have the gall to park here! There are like a dozen other spots at the end of the row!" She sighed, irritated, but out of steam temporarily.
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"Lasers show up best in the dark. It makes accuracy training easier."
He dropped the final few steps.
"And I have to vary where I park or Luger Amwulf will try to spraypaint it again."
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"You and everyone else." Adette groaned and rolled her eyes, and turned for a moment so her back was to Resnick. She looked up at her Golame, with the repairs done it looked like it had never seen that battlefield in Siberia. Like it had never happened at all...
Adette wondered if subconsciously he had done it on purpose. Resnick caught her unawares in her moment of unbridled happiness at the general state of things, but now that moment was violated by his loud, waddling mecha, and sanctity of the moment crushed. But even still, how long could she keep avoiding from for anyways?
"Well," She said, still looking up at her Overman. "Now what?"
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"I do not know. Perhaps we go back to avoiding each other as if we only ever disliked each other, quiaff?" Which wasn't really a feasible idea. Chalice was a small town. You met the same people day in, day out. All that would do would be to postpone the inevitable.
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"I'd apologize if that would make it better, but I can't think of something to apologize for." It was a vain statement, but Adette said it becasue she felt it. She had done no real wrong to Resnick, except perhaps bruised his pride by being the first Terran woman to ever dump him. And there was no crime in that.
" We could, but you know we make too good of a team," Adette turned around now and leaned against the Power Golame. " to just go on like this."
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"I suppose we do...Our peoples are depending on us to set an example. If we cannot manage at least cordiality, then what hope do they have?" He said, grasping the other end of her olive branch.
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Adette smirked softly, and tucked her rag into the back pocket of her coveralls. It was almost funny to see how hurt he was.
" Maybe we do and maybe we don't. We already did right by them as far as I'm concerned. Our people got what they wanted, and couldn't be happier for it, and yet this thing that existed between us is what has been left in ruin." She wouldn't deny the cause of it where her own feelings, feelings she had given up on him understanding.
" I did try to get you in bed with me, back in Siberia. I wanted to taste the real you one last time, but you just of blew me off." She shrugged, " I probably deserved that anyways. I had though that was the end of it. I haven't been avoiding you so much as I've been avoiding everyone. After everything that happened I was feel a bit raw, ya know?"
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In other words, his pride had not allowed him. He couldn't slink off with her, into her childhood house after she'd wounded him. Not after he'd told her so many secrets.
Poor Jin. They might have liked each other under different circumstances.
"Everyone, though? Do you really think you can sustain that, quineg? Or is it only until you have...built your armor back up?"
He raised his eyebrow and returned her smirk. He suspected that had to be partially a lie. There was one person he knew she wouldn't be avoiding.
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The fact that he even said that name wounded Adette deeply, she flinched back, unable to hide how much it hurt to even hear.
"It had alot to to do with alot of different things. At first I though it would be better to shut the whole world away, after all what I did to Yasuba, and what he did to me. I was certain to do again and again, and even now the truth of that shows." Adette sighed a little, he knew just where to hit her to make it hurt didn't he?
"I didn't have the courage to face any of you, so I hid. I hid in my room until I found the drive to solider on again, until I was completely sure of what I wanted with my own life. The fact that I had to think so long about it should be a credit to your allure, Resnick. I wanted to love you... I really did, it was so easy, and welcome, like sleeping in on a Sunday." She laughed a little, what a funny analogy to have right now.
"But in the end, after all that time alone, I came back to the same answer again and again, and I knew what I had to do. At least I was honest about it."
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"And I would have learned how with you. Perhaps we could have found a middle ground between our ways and yours. But that is over and done with. The door is closed."
He had a feeling he knew the answer but he had to hear it from her anyway: "And what was the answer?"
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"That freedom only meant missing him." She knew it would sting him to hear it, but shielding him from it any longer would only be cruel. "Every breath was cold, every road seemed to lead no where, every question came to one answer. Unwaveringly, even when I had someone so perfect in front of me, I could only think Micheal. I have been a hero now, I have done great deeds, there is no shame in wanting something after this. I feared it would be a prison at first, but now I long for empty, boring days, and a quiet life away from all this fighting. Somewhere I can cook, and smile, and be content for the rest of my days." She found her mouth running away with itself, the vodka she had been sipping was rushing through her veins as her heart thudded in her chest. How do you tell someone, 'you're wonderful and I love you, but I love someone else more.'
" I guess I should apologize after all, you tried to give me the world, and still I would not have it. Just because it's not your I'm standing beside now, doesn't mean I don't treasure the time we spent together. I shall never forget that day in the arctic for as long as I live."
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"I told you there is nothing you need to offer surkai for. I still think the idea is a stupid one, one that does sound like making yourself a bondsman. But Micheal Wilson is a good, honorable man. If one had to be so bonded to someone, he is a fine choice."
His old, arrogant grin returned and he took a step forward.
"One last kiss. Then you should go to him and be as happy with each other as the Great Father and Jennifer Winson."
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It felt good to see him smile again, Adette couldn't help but smile back.
"A kiss?" Adette wasn't sure if this was a good idea, but if it would salvage their friendship she would do it. "Geeze, what an old fashion request! I should have expected that from you." Adette shook her head, and laughed a little. But it mean they could get over this, it would be better for everyone. When they where in sync on the battlefield they where unstoppable, skills like that matter above all else in a place like this.
"Alright. If that's all you want." Adette closed the space between them in two long stride, and clasp her hands behind her back as she leaned in.
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"Aff. A good memento. I will see you later then...trothkin."
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"Later then. I have to finish up waxing here, but I'm around." Adette's cheeks flushed as a sense of relief and renewed joy rushed through her. Now everything was truly alright, and it felt good.
she watched him go, smirking a little to herself, before she turned back to her work. The singing went on, but now it was a different song tune she filled the hallow walls with, her voice leaped and jumped along it's notes as her arms worked in careful circles to make the the Power Golame's beige coat shine.
"And I'll be happy for you If you can be happy for me" She took a long drink of her flask, polishing off the rest of it contents easily. She hardly lost a beat in either her work or her singing. "Circles and triangles..."
Adette let her self reminisce for a moment, one last time, to savor the warmth he had shown her. Even as his scent still lingered in her nose, and his warmth a revived memory burning brightly, but it was no desire, but reverberations of the joy they shared not so very along ago. The football game, and then laying naked in his arms afterward. The bite marks, and the way he liked to twirl her hair in those soft tender moments. The way he felt to fight beside him, when they stood shoulder to shoulder against the Railway... and won. The night in the domepoli she had wanted him for selfish reasons. Adette knew it was becasue she wanted one last taste of that perfection, it had not been out of charity.
And when the floor of memories dwindled, and she found herself back in the present, Adette was glad things where fixed, mostly between them. She had heard he and Micheal had become good friends, it would be nice if the three of them could comfortably occupy the same room, or battle field. And now it seemed like a very real situation and that made Adette much happier than she expected it would.
Now all Adette had to deal with was Kejinan.