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

[Neshimo]

"Yeah, you know, when you'd make me laugh, I'd do this." He places his hand on her head, and begins rubbing his fingers through her hair, then just softly pets her hair down. "I didn't know you noticed I've done that yet, weird for you since you notice quite a bit about me." The red flush on her cheeks too him though, all means the nano machines might be doing their job, so he avoids speaking of it. "Sorry, saying you aren't an animal, then petting you probably didn't help it much, but I've contradicted myself before. Why stop now. huh?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

((It's so sweet how he thinks her flushing has to do with the nanomachines. And kinda... well, it'll get annoying. xD ))


"O-oh." Sheesh, when'd he done that? She vaguely that he'd done something similar the night... no, two nights before. And that that night she'd changed her feelings towards him... oh, he was... her blush deepened, she'd never actually had someone play with her hair. "I think all people contradict themselves sometimes." True enough... especially him, and thinking of him would ruin her unusually good, if still horrible compared to most people, mood, so she stopped.

 

[Neshimo]

(Lol, Soz. I don't want him too be fully aware of her feelings, though too still feel some connection towards her. So for now, her nano machines make her blush -q-)


"Well then, since we'll be here a weak, and our wounds seem to be coming along nicely, I think we have have the time for you too train me in my senses again." Obviously not wanting too say it out loud, her scent is in his system from all the times holding her, though that doesn't mean he can smell a random human yet whom he's rarely met before the battle, so it will be important too him mostly, and her as well seeing see may need the break from trying too recover memories once in a while.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A smirk, now this was something she could handle. "You, sir, may regret that. I'm going to work you to the bone..." Where was it? Her hands explored the empty spaces and... there it was. She took out her scarf, a few dried bloodstains on it, and showed it to him. "I am going to, starting tomorrow, completely blindfold you... for the entire day. Still want the training?" After all, some people couldn't stand being in the dark for so long.

 

[Neshimo]

"...Course I do?" He questions himself, wondering if that really would be the best idea. Though he probably wouldn't leave the room at all, and just sit. Though he couldn't read at all, the only possible thing he could do was too place new music in. He doesn't know where any of the facilities are around here, and half way doesn't even remember too get back too the briefing room. His memory's good, though that's because of sight, and photographic memory. Everything, even his sniping, depends more on sight than anything else, and he'll be giving that up for a while day. Though, if it really will help him, no need to deny it. "Easy, can't be that hard..."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

An almost guilty expression crossed her face for a short amount of time. He spent so long training his eyesight, and she would have to take that away from him for a while, but... he wanted, and needed, to be able to sense the Stealth Units. She would get him to that point... and the best way to do that was to have him live blind for as long as he could. "I can use this cloth, or tomorrow morning I can get us a clean one to use... either way it goes on all day tomorrow. When I think you've had it on long enough I'll take it off of you." Or tell him.

 

[Neshimo]

"I...I see." He gives a nod, then begins too walk off, and lays on a sleeping bag. "Use whatever cloth you need too, I'm probably going too be great at it anyways..." Empty confidence, theres a pleading in his voice saying tell her the truth, though not wishing for her too feel any obligation too him, he stays quiet. "Well, what to do now then..."


(Soz, my dog rly doesn't want me too rp today -q-)

 

[SaphireTsuki]

((I know. Mine was the same way an hour ago.))


A soft frown... he really didn't want to do it? Her mouth opened, but quickly she closed it before she could say what she was about to. He didn't need pity, he needed to do his work. So, swallowing what she was sure was pity, she put the cloth down. "I'll have this washed, and you can... use one of my sashes." She could hear the hesitation in her voice, he really didn't want to do it... and somehow that was almost affecting her decision. And she held it, figuring it would be momentary pain for survival.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright...sure. I'm not tired though, so you can head back too sleep first if you want. I might read stories a little later." He tries too forget about it for now, only wanting too worry about the training when it comes up again. Though whilst she sleeps, maybe he could sneak out. Of course the training was now his idea, though at the cost of his eye sight for an entire day, he's not sure he wants too anymore. Especially in a dangerous place such as this.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A small shake of her head. "I'm going to stay next to you, and I won't fall asleep." She was tired, yes, and she knew that the soothing music wasn't going to let her stay awake for long... but she hoped that she'd be able to say the same for Jamil. Saphire refused to lie, though, about her being tired. Not if he didn't ask, at least. Besides, that odd feeling was starting to affect her again, if she slept now she was certain she'd remember something horrible... and that it would morph into a nightmare as soon as she did. Better by far to stay near him, aware of his presence... when she remembered whatever it was she'd hopefully stay calm.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright. Sure." He pats the sleeping bag next too him, disguising it as a seat for her too sit with him. "The music is calming, but I'd often have too listen too things like this before the children went too bed, so it's calming, but it's going too keep me awake." If he hears this while sleeping, it might trigger a memory he doesn't want too come up, so he just waits for Saphire too sleep as usual, knowing she's been getting more tired by every second.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire sat next to him, letting herself rest gently against him. A small breath, she had to start talking somehow, or she'd lose her ability to think, and fall asleep soon. The music was too soothing, but one of her arms grabbed the other. Music, soothing as it may be, couldn't quell the fear she was slowly feeling forcing itself higher, stronger. Her eyes started to droop, but she fought it with her willpower, not wanting to face the nightmare... rather she wanted, if she had to remember, the truth.

 

[Neshimo]

"...Come on now. Anyone could see your tired." It only that when something clicks, she's been sleeping next too him for so long, maybe for some reason, the nightmares she has aren't as bad when she's sleeping next too him. It's explain why she seems too have taken such a liking, and has been getting so close every time she feels tired. A smile appear just after he wraps his arm around her shoulder, and takes a cover on the sleeping bag, covering them both the best her can with one arm. "Sleep, Saphire, I'll still be here when you wake up."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She pouted slightly, words slurring with sleep, "I... dunnwana. Nighmares..." something, a feeling of some sort, was pushing on her, but she was warm, cozy... safe. Her eyes drifted closed, her unable to keep herself awake any longer, feeling the fear pushing onto her mind, but Jamil... and then her mind was blank. Even as she rested the nightmare stirred, and only by virtue of being as tired as she was was she able to avoid it for any length of time. Her hands latched onto his clothing, holding it loosely in her hands.

 

[Neshimo]

He hugs her, softly through the night, rubbing her back too ease any stretching of her skin, and just enjoys her being in his arms. He still doesn't feel tired, trying to come up with a plan for the training tomorrow, and for now, he only gets one, how ever sketchy it sounds, he is going too get through it, no matter how much it hurts him too do so. Hopefully the darkness doesn't trigger anything inside of him, seeing as the rubble being cleared in his mind, still isn't all the way through accepting it.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire, after a few hours, drops into a nightmare, the once calm expression on her face crumpling in pain. Her grip on his shirt tightened, her slowly moving so her head was on his chest, and the dream... the horrible dream.... this was...


"Just throw her in there." It's the sound of one of the doctors who'd operated on her, modifying it so she would be of further use to HIM. And she felt intense pain all over, "If she survives the night... well, we'll have use of her." The door closed, her unable to look past the floor she'd landed on. It was horrible, painful... and she knew, somehow, that it was only going to get worse.

 

[Neshimo]

"...Lets turn it into a good dream then, hopefully." The song has worked twice in a row, and not being able too turn off the looping music from the music player, her covers one of her ears, and begins too hum a soft English lullaby, in a baritone, his voice not being as pitched as he'd like, though hopefully it'll do the job all the same. "Silent Night~ Holy Night~, All is calm~all is bright~..." A song usually sung near the holiday seasons, though it was the only during those times he'd be asked too sing for the children, and place them too rest with a song, so along with 2 others, it's the only he knows.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

The pain in her heart, the memory... and then something else, something from before... a soft humming, blending with Jamils just slightly, a face... violet eyes, gentle smile... warm, comforting, rubbing her back, and her younger sisters. A name, foggy and not able to be understood, but the sense of hope, for once not painful, her grip loosened, though the pain didn't disappear. Pain she could handle, she knew... it was only temporary, and the two overlapping dreams, her no longer alone in the dark room, and then, next to this woman... her sister, is Jamil. Why she doesn't know, or understand, but he's there and singing... and the remembered pain softens.

 

[Neshimo]

"There we go." He can still feel her fear, and her tugging doesn't subside, but it clearly calms, the distorted face now becoming a small frown, he stops the humming, and lets the looped song enter her ears again. Returning back too his routine of petting, and rubbing her back, all he does now is wait for her awakening, hopefully later than sooner, really not trusting his plan of action for tomorrow.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Another few hours pass, if there were a window sunlight would begin streaming in. Saphire stirred slightly, over time her dream fading completely, replaced with just emptiness. She turns in her sleep, from facing him to laying on her stomach, the small sounds one makes when they're waking up before they want to, her hands finally letting go of his shirt. One can clearly see her eyes closed tightly, as though to block out the light... and the slight quickening of breath, she's in the state between awakeness and sleep.

 

[Neshimo]

A slight blush too his face, he lifts her slowly, first too see if it would put pressure on his wound which it did not, and second as too not wake her, then places her on the couch, the blanket covering most of her upper and lower body. Instead of her waking up next too him, they both laid down, he decides this time too hold her hand while she wakes up, and leaves his face , chin on the sofa, so he can which her a good morning when she awakes.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire slowly opened her eyes, the world blurry to her. Her hand was in someone's... who's? Jamil... she figured it had to be him... and she let out a lazy yawn. She'd slept the whole night, which was normal for her, but she didn't feel tired... even though she should have had the worst of her wounds healed. Testing her limbs, other than the one held in her parnter's hand, she unsurely whispered "Good morning", unclear as was starting to become normal for her. She didn't see his face clearly, but slowly... ah, yes, there was a fa- HE'S SO CLOSE?! Now her cheeks started to turn pink.

 

[Neshimo]

"Good morning too you as well. Are you okay?" He doesn't blame it on the nano bots now, but hearing that they deal with her neural functions at times, he starts the think she may have a fever, and places one hand on her forehead, and the other on her cheek. "You don't feel extremely warm, though you are still warm, do the nanobots protect against the cold virus, or is that up too your immune system?" He really is worried, so much he moves in slightly closer too get a good look at her every detail, wanting too make sure nothing is wrong.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

The closeness... him, his warm, slightly rough hands, her face grows steadily redder as she tells him "I-I'm fine. Nothing's wrong, Jamil." It was perfectly natural to blush around someone you were... what? Was this attraction? He was, admittedly, a good-looking man, but that couldn't be it... she'd dealt with that sort of thing before, and always ignored it in the end. She couldn't, or wouldn't ignore it now, as though she...


No. She wouldn't. She couldn't. She refused to believe that she might, just barely, have developed any sort of past-friendship feelings for him... and yet she'd thought of it. But it was impossible.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright then, if you believe so..." He realizes how close he may be too her, causing discomfort, though with his feelings taking over for a split second, her gives her a small kiss on the forehead, as he did when he comforted her the first time, more as a kiss too one of his children, more than a lover, he backs off, going too stretch for himself, starting with standing stretches. "By the looks of it, your dream wasn't as bad this time."