Technological Revenge, and It's Effect... (Saph and Neshimo)

[Neshimo]

"I've had too tell you tha-" After getting out a small bit of pepper to the right side, he looks over too see her crying, and turns the grill down first, giving a soft smile, then walking over and sitting next too her, putting his arm around her shoulder. He is careful about touching her back as it might cause her pain, so this is all he can do. "It's fine, Saphire, It's fine. Everything's fine now, you'll be okay." He's grown fond of comforting her, the only real time her can get this close is when she's like this, though it doesn't make him any happier too see her crying, as he continues. "You are alive, we are both alive, and we still have a shot at killing him, so lets do our best."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A soft nod. "You idiot." Sniffing she looked up at him, her desprate wish to hold him visible, "I thought you were dead Jamil." Dead like her sister... like she should have been. Like every other good person she'd met in this horrible facility. "I thought you'd been taken by this wretched place too..." One hand went to cover his, an intimate touch she didn't even think about... just wanting assurance that this was really happening. "That I'd be... alone again." That was why she tried not to get close, though she tried to ensure they had trust.

 

[Neshimo]

"Ah, me being dead. Well, I'm alive, I just barely survived, but I am still alive." He decides too tell her how he really did make it out. "It was about a good 5 minutes of blood loss, my shirt was about soaked, and I probably should have been dead. Through sheer will power they said, I kept myself alive, though when they started the transfusion, I was saying your name...you kept me alive. My want too protect you, kept me alive." He gives her the same smile, the signature smile, he's known for giving her these days. "I'm not leaving you alone for a long while, and it seems my mind and body are about on the same page with this."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

That smile, him being both reassuring and utterly optimistic... she felt like her face was growing warm, and a small blush covered her cheeks. He'd given his all to survive... for her? It was incomprehensible to her. One couldn't live on willpower alone, or else her sister would have survived too... and yet, she felt like if anyone could, it was Jamil. "Thank you." It was quiet, almost a whisper, but she felt like she had to say it, her eyes closing with relief. He'd lived, and that... that was all that mattered to her.

 

[Neshimo]

"No problem...now if you will excuse me." He, reluctantly, lets go of her making his way too the stove again, and flipping the steaks over, while now making scrambled eggs, adding tomatoes and spinach too them as he goes along. Her's is going too take the longest too make, seeing as the meat has too be well prepared, though his eggs are done before her first two steaks are, though not wanting too eat without her, he places the meal on a cafeteria tray, and leaves in in to oven, though not turning it on, just too keep it in a semi warm place until her steaks are done. "...My feelings for you, they weren't temporary. I think, my love switched too you" He whispers, not sure if after their moment, now's the time too say it, but wnating too make sure too himself that his words are correct for when he does.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Right." She said, looking to him worriedly. His words, and the odd reaction to his smile, had caused her to stop crying suddenly, unable to figure out if he should be so certain he would protect her. He was the one who needed it. Of course, she decided that even if she chose to confront him on it she couldn't convince him not to, so instead she thought about that reaction. She'd served as his partner, protected him, heard his story... and grown utterly attached to him. To the point where the thought of his death was horrible... terrifying, and... and somehow along the way she'd become attracted to his smile. The smile she'd not ever reacted to before... and now it made her feel small and safe and protected. That was what she'd come to be... but what was this feeling called? It wasn't friendship, it was something more important than that...

 

[Neshimo]

The first two steaks finish cooking, and he gets another tray, and plastic utensils for them both, even though the knife probably wont be able to cut through it. "They were just Salisbury so, couldn't do much...but hope you enjoy either way." Placing both their trays down on the table, he sits next too her, slowly sliding the tray in front, and then waiting for her too take the first bite. Somewhat astounded, not at her ability to regenerate, but rather seeing her look so deep in thought, he taps the the table with his spork.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire started when she heard the tapping of his spork, and looked up to face him again. An almost-blush, she'd completely forgotten he was in the room, and she grabbed the tray. "It looks delicious." And not just because the nanomachines were taking all of the nutrients before the rest of her body. It actually looked amazing, like he'd cooked better than a normal person. She took the knife, and a spork, and began work on cutting a bit of it apart. Now honestly letting herself blush she whispered "Itadakimasu." and, once the bite had finally been cut apart, she put it in her mouth.

 

[Neshimo]

Seeing her begin eating, he begins on his own meal as well, and going through the usual routine. Chew and swallow, nothing important, until he's finished with about 3 bites worth of food before speaking. "Thank you, I'm glad I could make it. Tell me if you need more, and I'll make the other two stea-woah." Seeing her somewhat redder, cheeks having color to them, he goes back to eating, hoping she ignored his weird pause. It might be because of her body, and he wont call her on it.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She quickly ate the two steaks, as fast as her equipment would let her, not noticing that her stomach was now actually growling. That was good, though... it meant the nanomachines had gotten all the nutrients they were going to steal from her, and she could actually begin refilling her own, natural, needs. This growling happened when she had half of a steak left, and she ate the rest hurriedly. "Maybe later I'll have them," She paused in her eating to finish, "Right now I want to give... myself time to use a bit more." So she'd rest, after finishing the food. At least some of it would get into her own body...

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright, I'll finish and head off with you too the barracks." Finishing his own meal, after 3 minutes after, he already feels better, taking his tray and hers and placing them in the dish washer, and the remaining steaks back into the crate containers. "Their nothing but small tents either way, but still they have sleeping bags, and water for the people there." Washing his hands, mandatory after him cooking, plus not doing it much before so, thankfully all he did was carry crates today, he holds out his hand. "Well then, shall we go? A good rest before the mission update will be good on both of us."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She took his hand, nodding mutely with an unusual look on her face. Even she wouldn't be able to explain it, t0 be honest. She stands up next to him, her back twinging with pain again, "A tent would be nice. I... didn't exactly fall asleep normally earlier." Being unconscious didn't count as real rest... and unlike him she did need to rest regularly. Otherwise she found herself unable to react... probably it had something to do with her wiring, and being a normal human before the training had begun. She'd never practiced anything that would make her not need sleep.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright, I have too take regular rest now as well, my doctor says if my body doesn't know when to rest, it doesn't know when too heal." A deep sigh, resting frequently isn't what he was trained too do. Naps, and sitting rest for a few minutes, but never having too sleep for more then an hour, the dreams will probably come again tonight. Though, if Saphire is there when he wakes up, then it wont be all bad. So, he takes her off too the barrack set up, with multiple tents set up, the closed ones meaning taken, though almost all are open, everyone working on the base structures for now. "Well, you pick, what seems comfy too you?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She looked around, seeing a few that were over rocks, and picked one that was over grass. "This one? It looks like it'll be easy to rest in." Grass rarely had rocks, after all, and when it did they were small enough not to cause problems. A close look, and... "It'd be tight, but both of us might fit in, if you wanted." No stammering, she refused to let herself stammer... or stutter, thinking that this urge of hers was probably having to do with the sudden effect of his grin. No, she wouldn't give in to it... not at all.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright, sure, on we go then." He walks into the tent, it being a squeeze, though he'll probably end up falling asleep sitting up as usual, while she can have the floor to herself. "I'll sleep up against this." A small cabinet safe, metallic, though he's slept on worse before, and it wont put any pressure on his wound either. "If you can find some possible way to sleep across my legs, then this might work, if not then, I'll just pick another and meet you there." Wanting her too be comfortable, he can clearly see the lack of space they'd have in here too move around, much less be comfortable, though smiling anyway so it doesn't seem like such a big deal.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A small nod, "It'll be ok." She never took up too much space, but she wished his wound hadn't been so bad. Yes, it'd be a squeeze... but she wasn't afraid of human contact, and she'd probably end up crumpling due to the wound, again. So, she climbs into the tent with him, sitting down expectantly, ready to lay down and drift to sleep when he was comfortable. "I'm more worried about you, anyway. If it seems like something's wrong let me know." Anything at all.

 

[Neshimo]

"I'm fine here..., nothing wrong." A yawn, drawn out for a long time, causes him to cover his mouth. "Excuse me, I think I may head too sleep first." He sets his new PDA given to him, too an alarm, wanting the briefing too go smoothly. His eyes close, and hands rest on his hides, and after a short slump, he slowly drifts off too sleep, in just about the same position as he was when awake. "See you...in the evening."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She nodded, "Goodnight, Jamil." Carefully she lowered her head onto his lap, landing between his knees and torso. Her eyes slowly closed, regulated calm breathing while she just let herself drift to sleep. It was the one thing she was good at... sleeping anywhere. She didn't need any sort of prompting, as long as she felt safe she would sleep deeply, and if she didn't she'd sleep lightly, some part of her always aware. Fortunately or not, however, she'd found herself associating Jamil with safety, and knew that every time, at least from now on, that she knew he was there she'd sleep so deep that only someone touching her would wake her up. Her breaths were now regular, even... and she dreamt of something she never knew she wanted.

 

[Neshimo]

His dreams, changed. Not mostly, only slightly, the ending of darkness, where everyone begins to disappear from his life, though now, at the end, or near the end, he gets a light, leading into a grassy plain, with a shadowy figure at the end of it. Though, before he can see the face, the PDA beeps off, signalling his awake. "Gosh...sleeping is weird." He down, feeling the weight on his lap, and chuckles, shaking her shoulder. "Come on Saph, wake up, time for briefing."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A slight murmuring, she was having such a peaceful sleep for once. Her dream had been simple, but hopeful. She'd been next to someone, just talking, there wasn't any combat, no sense of urgency, she'd been messing with a kit... working on what she thought was an antidote. Or had she been knitting? And then, before she could see who she was talking with, he'd woken her up. Slowly her eyes opened, moving to tiredly see him, a yawn... and a wince. Yep, her back was finished healing itself... and she now had the too-tight skin to stretch and move until it was able to match her body correctly. And she was hungry again... "G'evenin'." The tired look she gave him, aside from the wince, showed her being vulnerable, the sleep in her eyes a clear clue that she wouldn't be able to move quickly for a while, and that if she stood she'd either need something to brace against or trip on something.

 

[Neshimo]

"Come on." He pets her head lovingly, pushing aside all desire too tell her now, and he goes over too open the tent. He can easily see she doesn't wish to get up, and drift back too sleep, but this is important, for the sake of their revenge, so he picks her up by her legs and back, the same as when he was running with her in the woods, and slowly pulls her out, trying not too break the tent. He can here he stomach lining, rumbling for food, and gives a smile. "There will be food there, sweet things, and meat as well. Coffee and milk, so lets head off, agreed?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A nod, "a'reed..." Her tiredness led her to rest her head and body on him, the warmth making her want to drift back, and her eyes closed almost naturally. The idea of food was enough to make them open again... and she suddenly realized that this position couldn't be good for his wound. "Y-you're goin t' be ok, right? I-if carrying me's gonna be bad f'r your wound..." Sleep was slurring her words, but it was clear she was worried for him.

 

[Neshimo]

"As long as I'm not running wildly with no regard for my limits, I'll be fine. Plus you're a bit lighter than a crate for one, and two, my clothes are a bit lighter as well." There is a small pressure on the wound, but not one too make him writhe in pain. Only enough too make him feel sore for a few more days, so he carrying her, they walk over too the briefing room, quietly as others are getting their sleep, only a few on guard, cleaning, eating in the cafeteria, or sitting in artillery just speaking too each other. The trucks off making a delivery, and the sky more clouded now that they live near the city. "I'll be just fine..."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

An exhale, she nodded into him, letting her eyes close again. She wouldn't fall asleep just yet, but it was nice to stay in his arms, able to smell him... the slight difference in his smell from her own, despite the scent of blood, was nice. Calming, even... and if she didn't stop being so calm she'd fall asleep in his arms, she was already starting to doze slightly. Must be.... tired... A small yawn, one hand moving to delicately hide her mouth, eyes opening, but still her view was blurry.

 

[Neshimo]

As they arrive in the building, they notice a pair, like them, only two men, and one male and three girls as a party. Probably groups like their sent on missions, and this is where we ended up. No speech between us and them needed, though their look is one of worry as they see me carrying her, and a slight giggle comes from the girls, knowing us from rumor, though expecting different. The pair that was sent too kill him, but also because of our screw up, we're all here. Unfortunately, one, from the male pair, makes a comment. Somewhat whispered too his partner, somewhat out-loud, "That's the cold blooded killer hired too kill him? She looks like your pet..."