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Post by Jessica on Jan 17, 2012 22:20:40 GMT -5
Jessica
The sky was falling in petals, and the hills were white. Jessica could see the sight through the frost-laced front window of the car she was resting in. Curling the sides of a blanket more tightly around herself, she recalled the way breaths used to turn into visible clouds when the weather turned cold enough; but such a memory was limited to the world that had died so long ago. Shivering was still a stitchpunk attribute, however, and she did so as she held her hands out toward the languid crackle of a flame as it struggled to remain alive in a small pile of damp twigs; restricted by the sides of a tin.
Her gaze wandered again from the warm glow to the flurry just beyond the windshield; searching the empty whiteness for any sign of red, grey, or a hint of copper - the reason she was huddled in a car rather then a warm Theater. Angeric. She knew she should be content with the company of her son now that he was safe and resting where she could tend to him - but she was far from oblivious to the feeling of loneliness the Theater provoked in her. It was the last place she'd seen her fiance before he vanished without a trace.
Sighing and adjusting the bottlecap of oil she had rested next to the small flame, she wondered if Angeric would even think about venturing to the car while snow was still falling. She'd been waiting for nearly two hours, and it had been so long since she'd seen the red-hooded goofball she liked to kiss. Was she getting her hopes up by acting on a whim and pushing out into the snow to try and see him? No. She needed the warmth that his jokes and his presence brought to her - the kind of warmth that not even a little flame could quench.
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Post by Angeric on Jan 20, 2012 16:22:05 GMT -5
It was cold. It was damn cold. the flurry of snow promising deeper mounds to trudge through did not help in the slightest. All it did was make Angeric reconsider going to a place that was warm. And not cold. His target was a shelter, though, and he could make it warm. The thing that he found himself worrying about the most, though was whether or not another would risk this trip like he was. It was not that bad, but it was bad enough for him to reconsider not going. In fact, the recent cold and snow had been what was keeping him from going out as often.
His thought process was interrupted as he realized that his target was in sight and not far at all. A big old vehicle. He pushed himself to speed up and found himself at the tire-less wheel soon enough. Shivering, he hoisted himself up and climbed in up through the stitchpunk-sized hole. When he came in contact with the fuzzied floor of the car, he almost immediately began to squirm and roll himself against it. Snow rubbed off of him and the friction caused some warmth for him.
Wait, was that flickering? The doll stopped his awkward rolling around and lifted his head, catching sight of a very pretty, silky white doll. "Wow!" he ended up exclaiming before he could even really think of it. "You're here! I mean not that I thought you wouldn't be, just that... y'now you could totally have not been and.... Hi how are you!!"
That blanket looked really inviting. So did that fire. Jessica did as well. That whole area over there looked pretty inviting, actually, and the fact that he was not over there yet was upsetting. To remedy this, he began to wiggle his way over. That did not work out very good, though, since wiggling is not a good form of transportation, so he got up and hopped over quickly, shivering and reaching feebly for the blanket. ~ Angeric
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Post by Jessica on Jan 20, 2012 19:13:22 GMT -5
Jessica
The sound of metal fingers scraping against the framing of a car broke Jessica's languid trance - her gaze had been tracing to and from the flame and the stretch of windshield that hadn't been licked by frost. She rose to her feet now, blanket still wrapped snugly around her shoulders as she made her way to the edge of the car seat. And there he was. "Angeric!" Grinning, Jessica plastered a hand over her mouth - to stop herself from making an embarrassing gleeful-giggle sound at the sight of the doll squirming around on the floor of the car - and beamed when he noticed her. She couldn't help it. "I know what you mean. Part of me didn't think you were crazy enough to pass through the storm to get here. Was that... a dance? To be honest, I don't think you're going to impress many ladies with that one."
The instant Angeric hopped up onto the seat beside her, she reached out to curl the blanket around his shoulders, tugging the sides to bring him closer. She gave him a warm glance before she leaned in to rest her lips against his cheek, holding the contact for a moment before pulling back. Her feet began to guide them back toward the flame she'd been seated next to a moment before, her footsteps muted against the sink and rise of the soft surface beneath them. "I'm good. Wonderful. And you?"
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Post by Angeric on Jan 20, 2012 21:01:18 GMT -5
"UM! Um..." Angeric glanced off to the side at the question, rubbing at his head through his hood. "No it was.. uh... it... was... me wiggling on the floor like an idiot." A facepalm was in order, but it did not come. Grabbing onto the blanket and hugging it tightly against himself as she so kindly engulfed him in it was more important.
A big grin spread across his face as the kiss was pressed against his cheek. "Seems like I impressed you, though, right?" He giggled stupidly and wrapped his arms around her as they made their way closer to that delicious warmth. With her, he nestled down into the seat. He let out one last shiver and nestled himself against her, grinning.
"Oh I'm doing pretty good, actually, especially right now!" He gave her a big obnoxious wink and nudged at her with his shoulder. "You got this whole thing set up here ~ Ohohoho, is this all for me?" A stupid giggle escaped him and he slouched happily, basking in the warmth of the flame. ~ Angeric
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Post by Jessica on Jan 21, 2012 2:12:07 GMT -5
Jessica
Jessica had forgotten how wonderful it felt to have someone put their arms around her. Not out of pity, or because they felt they had to, but because they sincerely wanted to. And his words, his silly laugh - the sound drained into her and melted the rime around her metaphorical heart. Giggling and lidding one optic teasingly, she gave his side a halfhearted push when he wrapped his arms around her. "Oh yes, I'm VERY impressed with your impression of an Angeric-on-fire! Stop drop and wiggle, right?"
By the time they were sinking down onto the butter-warm seat fabric, she'd already forgotten the howling of the storm outside. Her optics lidded until they were nearly shut, a content expression clouding her features as she reached around Angeric to pull the blanket over her shoulders as well - so that the material surrounded the both of them like a cocoon. She quirked a brow and beamed against the flickering warmth thrown kindly from the flame when he winked at her, nudged her, and she jerked to the side to bump against him. "I suspected you'd be cold by the time you got here, and I didn't want widdle Angerwik to fweeze."
Pursing her lips to speak in a lighthearted mocking tone, she glanced up at his face, then raised a finger to tickle at the spot where a nose would be if he had one. "This is for us."
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Post by Angeric on Jan 22, 2012 2:22:31 GMT -5
Angeric coughed and slapped a hand over where she poked, eyes lowering. If he were still able to, his face would have turned tomato red at this point. Dammit, she was so good at coming up with witty responses to what he thought was his own pretty witty responses.
"Oh yeah well.... shh!" he was reduced to uttering stupidly while he covered half of his face. Despite his obvious embarrassment, he could not seem to stop a grin. "This is a pretty awesome welcome though yeah ~" he said softly and gave her a little squeeze.
His eyes traveled along the flames in front of them. Part of him was checking how safe it was, however, instead of just enjoying it. Jessica was obviously not going to burn the place down, he did not suspect that in the least. But darn it, it could happen so easily. Fortunately, it all seemed quite safe and he was left to enjoy it along with the presence of his companion.
Lowering his hand, Angeric let out a small laugh. "I missed this, this is great." A small barrier was pushed past (one that was completely temporary and entirely his fault) and he leaned forward a bit as he closed in, giving her a kiss on the lips. To add some obnoxiousness to it, he made a loud MMWAH noise. ~ Angeric
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Post by Jessica on Jan 22, 2012 4:23:52 GMT -5
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Out of everyone Jessica had ever met - every friend, companion, or acquaintance - Angeric was still the only one she could playfully embarrass. There was a certain sense of triumph when he became flustered, and it was as endearing as it was amusing. "I thought you'd be thrilled to find a warm spot waiting for you, Mr. Dampbody."
Grinning, she laced an arm around his back as she melted against his slowly drying and warming shape. "It's a bit of a celebration too. Lots of things have happened, wonderful things - that's why it's been so long, but..." she trailed off, sighing connectedly and slowly letting her optics drift shut "I was looking forward to this once the craziness settled down."
The brush of warm fabric against her lips made her optics swoop open, the fabric of her face flushing with warmth as the tenderness of the kiss was spiced up with the loud finish. Her face broke into a beam and she giggled stupidly, reaching her hands up to take ahold of the sides of Angeric's hood before he could pull his face out of reach. She leaned up to return the brush - parting her mouth to let her lips fold against his upper one - then continued planting little kisses after the initial one, making ridiculous OM OM OM sounds with each smooch.
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Post by Angeric on Jan 23, 2012 12:20:39 GMT -5
Mr. Dampbody?? That... that was silly! Angeric was not given the chance to respond to it, though, as he suddenly found himself being yanked back into a kiss. This was not a bad thing in the least, though, and whatever he was going to say was thrown right out the brain window. The silly noises she made while kissing him was rather... silly. Within seconds he ended up laughing into her mouth and he hoped it was tickling her as much as it did him from that.
After a few moments of this he pulled away (not without another little MMWAH, though) but did not pull away very far. He rolled his head against hers a bit until their foreheads were touching instead. He felt a giddy warmth. This was a nice place, a very nice place.
"S-So what are we celebrating? Mind if I pry and ask what craziness crazied at you this past while?" he said, still a bit flustered. Despite this, he was still smiling. ~ Angeric
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Post by Jessica on Jan 23, 2012 16:21:16 GMT -5
Jessica
The sensation of a laugh against her lips made glee surge up in Jessica's throat, escaping in the sound of giggles of her own. She attempted to continue meeting Angeric's lips despite the delightful tremble of her laugh, but this became difficult and she ended up smacking a hand over her mouth once Angeric broke the close-range gigglefest. Lidding her optics, she grinned into her hand and leaned back against his brow when it met hers. Close. There seemed to be no conceivable measurement for the space between their optics.
Her attention focused on the doll whose face was so close to hers when his lips painted a question into the air; her pupils both went close to the edges of her inner optics which caused her vision to turn Angeric into a cyclops. Maintaining this humorous expression, her optics widened, an excited smile curling the sides of her lips as she lowered her hand from her face. "We broke into the Factory, Angeric. A group of us. We used smoke bombs and there wasn't a single thing the Fabricator could do - we snatched his prisoners right out from under him!" Lips twitching slightly, she felt the sensation of triumph this memory brought to her - invading her, filling her, she felt it lingering beside her hatred for the Fabricator and what he had done... "And I found my son. I found him there and I brought him home. I've been taking care of him."
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Post by Angeric on Jan 23, 2012 21:08:10 GMT -5
Wait uh...
Wait....
What?
Angeric let out a small cough and blinked hard, eyes widening. "You... you stormed the Factory??" He wanted to pull his face away to get a better look at her. Maybe she was grinning like a little brat and was pulling a fast one on him? Goodness knows, though, he did not want to move away at the moment. The result was him twisting his head to the side a bit but not actually pulling away."How did you even...??" No, he could see that she was not grinning in that joking way. She looked quite proud, in fact. "...wow..." he breathed, blinking again. That was not easy to imagine. That was the residence of countless machines! That along with their creator! It seemed just... so impossible!
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"Wait you have a son!?" That was news! ~ Angeric
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Post by Jessica on Jan 23, 2012 22:13:35 GMT -5
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Curling her lower lip into her mouth, Jessica winced and couldn't help but let out a soft burst of laughter at Angeric's startled reaction. Maybe she'd said too much, maybe not, but Angeric had already kept her secret for this long. "Ssshh, not so loud," she giggled, reaching out to give the side of his hood a little tug. "Maker knows the Fabricator is pissed and we don't need any traitors overhearing us. Remember I mentioned I was a part of a dangerous group of dolls? Well.. there were prisoners in the Factory. Some were being experimented on; others were dying. We had to get them out." Pulling in her lower lip again, she cast a small glance around the car despite the impossible likelihood that a machine would be out in a snowstorm. "We had a guide - someone who knew their way around the Factory. Smoke bombs. Apparently machines can't smell anything when there's smoke around. Funny, huh?"
She smiled once more, then went quiet, her gaze shifting to the side and away from Angeric's face. As hard as it was to rekindle memories of her past, she realized that Mike wasn't in her past. He was here, very clearly in the present with her. "His... name is Mike," when she spoke now, she spoke softly with a warm glint in her optics. "I hadn't seen him in a long time." She hunched her shoulders, taking in a long breath before finally raising her gaze to meet Angeric's. "He's grown up. Bigger than me now, nearly as tall as you."
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Post by Angeric on Jan 24, 2012 19:43:57 GMT -5
Angeric clamped his mouth shut at the command, letting out a small snort when she tugged on his hood. When she continued speaking, he felt a short shock of fear jolt through his body. She was seriously serious. Oh wow, that was actually not so great, what if it came after her and whoever it was that helped her pull this off? What if it decided to come after everyone? Oh wow oh wow, this was pretty big. But she clamped his mouth shut all the same and listened.
As if it weren't enough to realize she stormed the den of their new-world devil, she also had a son! His brows raised and he let out a soft popping noise with his lips.
"Wow.... wow, um.... congratulations..? I-I mean... wow... he's all and adult now and everything?" He let out a soft laugh and scratched at his cheek lightly. "You recognized him? You... wow, how... uh.... I really am happy for you, no, sorry I'm being a babbling moron, this is just incredibly wow-inducing, understand." A sheepish grin spread across his lips. "I am happy, though. For you, I mean. That must be so awesome!" ~ Angeric
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Post by Jessica on Jan 25, 2012 16:13:08 GMT -5
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Dipping her head gingerly, a soft chuckle parted Jessica's lips. She didn't doubt Angeric's words, but he seemed more overwhelmed than anything. This seemed out of place in the presence of the gentle flicker of the candle, and the soft silence of the snow falling outside. Shifting, she raised herself up, letting her face bump against the side of Angeric's as she moved to climb into his lap. "I'm sorry for piling all of that on you at once," she spoke as she settled against the other, nestled in his lap with the side of her body curled against his chest. "But everything that's happened... I feel so happy. Happier than I've felt in a long time. Especially now that I'm here with you."
Smiling warmly to herself, she reached for one of his hands. She slid her hand into his palm to try and splay out his fingers before she curled her fingers into the spaces between his. "And how have things been for you? Has the great explorer Angeric been on any adventu-" Breaking off midway through the word "adventures", Jessica gave a small start when she realized one of her hands had a hard time pulling away from Angeric's arm. Optics widening, she glanced down toward the arm and spotted the magnet that was stuck to Angeric's lower arm - partially hidden under fabric wraps. "... I didn't know you magneted."
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Post by Angeric on Jan 27, 2012 13:32:16 GMT -5
Wrapping his arms around and tugging at her, Angeric happily allowed and helped her onto his lap. He adjusted his legs so he was sitting in a way that this would not be uncomfortable for either of them. She was a lot of warm against his still a little bit cold, and that was incredibly nice. He chuckled and shook his head, smirking and relaxing against her.
"Nah, I'm a big boy, I can handle it!" he flashed her a big grin which only got bigger when she continued. He squeezed at her hands. Was there any place that was better than this at the moment? Probably, but they did not involve cuddles. He was not falling in deeper than he meant to, though, right? He better the hell not be. Not that it would be a terrible thing... no wait thinking like that was not productive to not falling deeper. Yeah, let's think about why Jessica seemed so surprised all of the sudden instead. Did he do something wrong oh crap.
Angeric blinked as she took note of the magnet on his arm. He had forgotten he left it there. That was pretty easy to do too considering it just stuck nicely and tucked into his arm wraps.
"Oh yeah, this guy gave it to me after I helped him get back to the cathedral. He was lost." He moved his other hand to hook a finger on one of his wraps, pulling it to the side a bit so the little round and black magnet could be seen easier. "I never even thought about magnets affecting us, y'know? I mean I know we're metal, it just never occurred to me! It works great on my back, though, like a gentle stretch and massage at the same time~" He lifted his arm and shifted to try rubbing it against her back. Everyone loves massages! ~ Angeric
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Post by Jessica on Jan 29, 2012 18:38:30 GMT -5
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Eyeing the round black object, Jessica felt her fingers curl a little more tightly against Angeric's hand - it would be an understatement to say that she'd had unpleasant experiences with magnets. Her optics lifted from the magnet to his face at the mention of his back, and she felt her lips twitch worriedly, remembering the damage that had been done to Angeric's spine. "Is your back still hurting from what V-..Van di..id?"
Her worried tone broke off into a startled and oddly pleased hum as the tingling pressure of the magnet met her back. It wasn't the usual intimate pleasure one might feel when having a hand stroke their spine, but rather a deep, comforting contact. All anxiety aside, she let out another long hum followed by a whispered "maker" as she found herself melting against Angeric. Feeling as soft as warm snow, her optics lidded until they were nearly shut, and she turned her blissful expression up toward Angeric's optics with a chuckle. "I've never tried it anywhere else b-but my head..I think.. I like this better." She watched him closely now, a hint of affection showing in her gaze as her grin grew and curled until it couldn't get any wider. She raised her free hand to rest it against the side of Angeric's face, thumb sliding gently over his cheek.
"You really are cute," she said, remembering the conversation she'd had with Ven about Angeric. In the back of her mind, she couldn't help but wonder if what she was doing was wrong. At the same time, however, she didn't give a flying fuck whether or not she would later get reprimanded for this. Angeric made her feel stable - he made her feel human, and they were just friends..
just friends, or else he might disappear too.
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