03262015MahtahErisio

[10:59] -- callopygianCordiality [CC] began pestering gardeningCatastrophe [GC] at 22:59 --

[11:00] CC: hello.Erisio

[11:01] GC: Hey Mahtah!

[11:01] GC: How*re you doin*?

[11:01] CC: I.am.fine

[11:02] CC: I.wanted.to.check.in.and.also.apologize.for.the.inaccuracy.of.my.kissing.aim

[11:02] CC: I.am.not.exactly.used.to.the.act.of.sharing.intimate.lip.contact

[11:04] GC: Oh, well, it*s ok! Apology accepted. I*m not really used to it either!

[11:04] GC: It was uh

[11:04] GC: Well to be honest it was really nice and I might like to do it again

[11:05] CC: I.am.glad.my.subpar.aim.will.not.hamper.our.relationship

[11:05] CC:

[11:06] GC: Well, you know, practice makes perfect, /^///^\

[11:08] CC: I.would.like.to.arrange.another.meeting.after.I.have.finished.my.current.task.if.it.is.at.all.possible

[11:08] CC: I.mean

[11:08] CC: date

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:08] CC: I.would

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:08] CC: like.to.set.up

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:08] CC: another.date

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:09] GC: Oh!

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:09] GC: Yeah, that*d be great!

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:10] CC: excellent

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:11] CC: I.could.stant.to.spend.some.time.outside.of.the.vents

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:11] CC: *stand

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:12] GC: Great, oh but, I should warn you

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:12] GC: I uh

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:12] GC: I can*t really talk

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:13] CC: how.so?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:13] GC: I don*t really know. <:/

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:13] GC: My voice just stopped existing

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:13] GC: so

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:14] GC: I have to talk through writing, or text to speech

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:14] CC: I.am.sorry.Erisio

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:14] CC: did.something.happen?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:15] GC: sorta, but don*t worry, It*s all good! It doesnt hurt or anything

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:16] CC: I.suppose.as.long.as.we.can.still.communicate.there.will.not.be.a.problem

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:16] GC: That*s good, I*d hate for it to get in the way <:(

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:20] CC: there.is.no.reason.to.worry

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:21] CC: I.would.like.to.know.what.happened.but.I.will.not.pry

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:22] GC: I wish I could tell you, but like, something is stopping me from elaborating. Im sorry

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:23] GC: Anyway, you should come to my room, and we can start the next date! Unless there*s something else you wanted to do?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:23] CC: I.will.arrive.shortly

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:23] CC: I.have.been.doubling.my.security.sweeps

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:24] GC: 05:08, March 26, 2015 (UTC)05:08, March 26, 2015 (UTC)05:08, March 26, 2015 (UTC)05:08, March 26, 2015 (UTC)

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:26] CC: Mahtah, as usual, drops into the hall from a vent. This time she actually takes an active effort to make herself look presentable before knocking on Erisio's door.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:30] GC: Erisio opens the door, smiling. It seems he attempted to clean up himself, but as is usual with him, it didnt work too well. He types into his phone quickly and a robotic voice reaches Mahtah. "Hey! Glad you could make it. Please come in"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:34] CC: She smiles, not even flinching at the robot voice. "Of course, Erisio," she says as she steps in, taking a moment to give him a slightly dusty, but no-less meaningful hug.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:01] GC: Erisio hugs back happilly. His room, like the boy himself, looks like someone tried to clean it up, but all in all it only looks slightly above average.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:06] CC: Mahtah smiles, not minding the mess at all. "What would you like to do for this meeti- uh, date?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:16] GC: "Sorry about the mess, but, I have found more spy movies! But uh, we did do that last date, so if you wanna do something else, I*m game"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:20] CC: Mahtah places her hand on Erisio's shoulder. "That sounds acceptable to me. But would you like to relocate to another location?" Her stomach growls loudly. It is almost audible in paradox space. "I.. er... have not obtained rations in about three days now I think."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:23] GC: "Three days!? That is silly Mahtah, why don*t we get something to eat?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:25] <span style="color:rgb(0,117,84);">CC: "Edible nourishment would be preferable. Perhaps we could enjoy a movie while we eat."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:01] GC: "That sounds like a great idea! Should we head over now?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:03] CC: "Yes, letus," she says with a smile, sidling up to Erisio's side and taking his hand with a gentle squeeze.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:07] GC: Erisio happilly takes the hand, leading Mahtah down the hall. With his other hand, he types into his phone. "So why do you spend so much time in the vents?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:12] CC: Mahtah hesitates for a moment and asks "Would you like the practical answer or the introspective answer to that question?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:13] GC: "How about both? I like learning more about you"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:15] CC: Her cheeks grow a bit tealer as she rubs the back of her head, "Well... I am currently working to insure that we are safe in the base but... honestly I am simply comfortable in the vents. I like being out of people's eyesight."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:15] CC: "Or well... most people's eyesight." She says with another squeeze of his hand.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:18] GC: "You*ve checked this base so many times, I don*t think a snake could slither in without tripping your alarms."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:18] GC: "And, as for the second part," Erisio looks back at her smiling. "I like getting to see you"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:23] CC: She smiles back, "thank you Erisio... I meant to ask you something too actually. Are plants interesting to talk with?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:23] CC: "I have been wondering if it varies between types of plants."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:26] GC: "Yeah they are! It actually usually differs between the plant itself, just like people! Some plants are nice, while others are plain mean, and there*s all sorts of in betweens. I*ve made a few friends in plants, and a few enemies, but all in all, yeah, it*s pretty interesting. I wish I could give you the ability to do it too"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:27] CC: She smirks, "Knowing myself, I would likely end up kissing one on its eyeball."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:27] CC: Her face flattens "no wait, plants do not have eyeballs that was stupid."

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[12:28] GC: "Aww, I hope you aren*t planning on kissing *em in front of me~! And don*t worry, it was*t nearly as stupid as half of my jokes"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:11] <span style="color:rgb(0,117,84);">CC: She smiles warmly as her face grows a bit more teal, "Well, um... perhaps I will simply need some more target practice..." she says with a swift, sheepish peck to his cheek.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:15] GC: Erisio turns a shade of marroon, and looks like if he could, he*d gigle like a schoolgirl. After a few seconds of deep breathing he manages to type again. "You*re getting better at your aim already, that*s good"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:19] CC: She smirks and gives him a soft, playful slug to his arm. "Critical evaluations will follow." she said in as much of a joking voice that she can make.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:29] GC: Erisio smiles,, opening the door to the commisary. Once they*re in, he starts grabbing some random food items for the movie. Once he captchalouges an acceptable amount of whatever the hell that stuff is, he turns back to Mahtah, and his phone. "So, what sort of movie you want to watch?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:31] CC: She clears a few chairs and a table for them to sit at, making sure to put their backs to the wall, facing the comissary doors. "Why don't you pick this time? I admit I probably need to expand my horizons beyond spy films."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:37] GC: Erisio sits, patting the chair next to him, while decapthcalouging his laptop. "Let me see, I haven*t watched many of the movies Doir gave me. Umm, how about this one? Looks nice and cute. "Sailor Moon: The Movie"."

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:38] CC: "That sounds acceptable. I assume it is about longshoremen and their affinity for using lunar charts?"

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:39] GC: "Maybe, lets see." Erisio hits play, leaning his head on Mahtah*s shoulder.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[11:40] CC: She rests her cheek on top of Erisio's, taking his hand into hers with another squeeze.