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

[SaphireTsuki]

"Oh... well, I.. try not to do it around other people." She looked down, then back up at him, and then, finally giving into her irritation she corrected him. "I-ta-da-ki-masu. Originally it was a prayer of thanks to the gods for giving one the feast. Now, however, it's like saying thank-you-for-the-meal. Not quite a prayer, more of... a cultural habit?" She paused, and then... "We close the meal with Gochisousama, which means 'I've been treated to a feast' or 'thank you for the meal', but... I've mostly broken that habit." It was uncomfortable being stared at by random people when she ate. "Traditionally you press your hands together when saying the first, and put your utensil down with the second, but..." A shrug.

 

[Neshimo]

"Ah, well thank you for clearing that up. Sorry, I guess it was so interesting too me." He smiles, then begins too have his owns, actually being skilled at using chopsticks, he takes a slurp, and opens his eyes widely, his low expectations being shattered for the seemingly simple dish. "I, could get used too you cooking from now on..." Whether more too himself than her, or vice versa, it's still making him question his cooking either way. "Delicious."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"No, it's... refreshing. Most people just stared at me when I said them." And it was so encouraging when he showed appreciation for her cooking. A small, shy smile crossed her face as she took another slurp, finishing it quickly and pausing again. "Yep. I told you, it's completely different when you make the real deal. Healthier for you too, not nearly as much salt. There are a lot of dishes that are better homemade but that most people have only seen the instant versions of... it's... well, to be honest it's a bit irritating. I'm glad you like it."

 

[Neshimo]

"Hmm, I've a little more than just glad too be tasting this." He gives a smile, finishing off the noodles and beginning on the soup. "We found something that makes you not an animal. Animals don't cook their food, and if they do, most likely not as well as this." Hopefully a compliment too her than just a comment from him trying too make amends, he keeps drinking the soup, letting the bowl block her expression, not wanting too see it if she takes it badly.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Her face turned red again, h-he just... smiled and complemented her? Was that a compliment, or a joke? She quickly took another slurp, unable to hide the very slightly happy expression on her face, so she chose to make it seem more like it was from the meal. Of course, him hiding his face with the bowl couldn't have been timed better, and now that she knew she was irrevocably in love with him... well, in her culture a meal was akin to saying you were dating the person, or at least hoping to, so... it was more of a complement than anything he could have said at the moment. However, she couldn't think of anything to say at the moment... refusing to say thank you.

 

[Neshimo]

"Hmmm. You got quiet." He brings the bowl down a small bit, now a little worried of it, and he takes a small peak. Was she that angry with him? Though after peaking, the smile he claims too see is enough for him too bring the bowl back up. Whether from his words or just the food, he is happy too see her smiling.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

His comment made her drop the bit she was working on, coughing slightly as the bit she'd taken off started to go down the wrong throat. After recovering she said, sounding shy and like she was trying to recover from the coughing fit: "O-oh, did I?" She put the bowl back on the table, looking slightly sheepish, "S-sorry. A-anything you want to ask me now?" She didn't have a topic she could ask over a dinner table, after all.

 

[Neshimo]

"...Not really. Your voice just, calms me knowing your there." He finishes off the soup, places the chopsticks on top of the bowl, then gets up move his chair next too her, then rub her back. "Sorry about that, didn't mean too scare you into speaking. Though conversations with you are always interesting, so instead...is there anything you want too know about me?" He'd told her his life story, though he can sense it, since she still tries to make him sleep, that she want's too know something.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She bought time by picking up the last of the noodles and putting them in her mouth, wondering exactly how to word it. She knew, now, that he had reasons for not wanting to sleep... and that it had something to do with his memories, much like hers, but... the noodles were down her throat now, and it was time to just awkwardly and straightforwardly ask... "What was so bad about sleeping, Jamil? I... I have nightmares, yes, but I never tried to stop sleeping. I... don't understand why you're so... unwilling to do so."

 

[Neshimo]

"...So that's where it lies. Alright." He takes her hand in his, and gives her a stare. "I'm a sniper, I was trained too rest in intervals, every so often, only rest, not real sleep. I have nightmares when sleeping as well, though it's not because of those. After the sedative, my sleep schedule got out of whack, and I'm finally back too my sniper schedule, and I have too be a sniper in order too kill him. The whole reason we're here, is too kill him. When it's finally done...I'll be taking a very long rest. Promise." Assuring her, making sure she understand he repeats himself. "Nightmares aren't keeping me awake. My job, is keeping me awake, and until it's done, I'm not allowed too rest."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire nodded her head, hand wrapping around his worriedly. She'd had training as a mid-range sniper, yes... but it hadn't been as comprehensive as his must have been. So... that's why he didn't like sleeping? There was the slightest relaxation, it wasn't that he was having horrible nightmares that made him scared of sleeping... he just couldn't for his job. "Then let's hurry up and finish him.... so you don't have to stay awake any longer than necessary." A short pause, then.... "After we're healed, that is." Mostly him, though..

 

[Neshimo]

"That's all I've wanted ever since we've set out too kill him. A peace of mind, finishing my job, so I can sleep, and remember." A smile, his wound is closing up, slowly but surely, the wound soon only being a small scar. He could have been paralyzed, so the fact of another chance at redemption has been a spark, believing it as some force wanting him too keep going, and end his life. "We'll heal fine. In fact, I somewhat did some training last night." He'd been listening around too everything around him, his eyes locked on the sky, and decides too use that as a scape goat too get out of todays.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A small smirk now, her finishing her bowl quickly now. Once the liquid was all gone she told him, almost teasingly, "And that's good. You've made progress, but it's not going to be enough. We're doing it again, in the garden... since once you get good enough I can teach you how to move around blindfolded." Without having to worry about running into things, and without someone guiding him. "I even brought the scarf, so... no getting out of it."

 

[Neshimo]

"Who said anything about getting out of it?" It was worth a shot, though she is still just trying too help, so as much as he hates too do so, he closes his eyes. "I'm fine, go on then." He gives a smile, then closes his eyes, sitting away from her. "Lets get started, though again. I'm a sniper, I won't really need too move around much will I?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

'No, but it's best to practice incase they start chasing you around." She moved over to him, the sound of the chair scraping ringing out slightly, and began to tie the cloth over his face. Once she was finished with that she grabbed his bowl and her own, starting work on the dishes. "Let me know if it get's overly uncomfortable... you're allowed to take a few breaks this time."

 

[Neshimo]

"Don't worry, no breaks. As long as a human voice is there, my mind can't trick me." It was true, and since she would react more then him too something off faster than he could, so he felt safe from tricks, and he sits there, waiting for her signal too move. The base is extra lively today, as he can hear clutter and chatter even outside past the closed window. This is past normal training...training! "Wait, Saphire. I may have too do this a bit later. I promised one of the groups I'd help her train with a bow."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Oh, ok." She shrugged, removing the blindfold, "Meet me at our room when you're done." She could introduce him to nighttime blindfolded ness... a completely different beast than the daytime. There wasn't any warmth to help you figure out the cardinal directions, and the garden has a different kind of beauty at night... especially under the moonlight.

 

[Neshimo]

"Thank you, Promise I'll be back soon." He gets up too leave, yet a force keeps him there for a few seconds, then abruptly, Jamil wraps his arms around her, in a selfless embrace. "Try not too sleep without me again, or else I can't be there too pacify the nightmares." An honest statement none the less, he's been bordered into saying it constantly, wanting her too truly feel loved by him.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"W-wha..." He just hugged her. And... all because he was worried about her nightmares? Sure, they were horrible experiences that she wished he would always be there to deal with, and it was always easier and faster to calm down because of him... her arms wrapped around his torso as well. As much as she'd like to believe that she could handle it on her own.... she knew she'd probably been spoiled by him for too long. A small nod into his chest, "I promise. If I can help it I won't fall asleep without you." She'd just practice her martial arts. At least she could do that.... and he'd be surprised by the difference, she hoped. It'd been a long time since she'd just practiced. "Meet me at the garden, then."

 

[Neshimo]

"Understood." Letting go, after thee longest while, his face is somewhat sad, though she shouldn't see him this way, so he quickly turns away after it. "I'll be off then, be back as soon as I can." A promise he intends not too break again, he goes towards the meeting place, already knowing he'd be late, and hopefully the girl would forgive him.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A bit of confusion... what had made him so sad? But she nodded. "I'll be waiting, Jamil." Once he was out of sight she began cleaning the kitchen, and once that was finished she went back to their room. At the room she grabbed a few things.... mainly tools she'd use for practicing both her kata and other forms of training. He was teaching someone something.... and it was time she get back into shape. It all worked out fine, she figured. I'll just train until he get's back, is all.

 

[Neshimo]

The girl, out near the ranges, practicing her bow from across the ways, he can see all sorts of terrible placements. Particularly, her hand placement, and arrow placement, them hitting everywhere but the target. "This will be long..." He takes up a bow, and begins his training with her, for now just practicing breathing and pulling back. He teaches her which muscles too use, too contract when pulling back, taking about 5 hours just for her too get those basics down, and a over cast brings us too a halt. 'Warning, Severe Lighting Storm passing over the base, very big and will last through the night, heavy rain as well so please bunker down in the cafeteria, and guard duty will be halted for the moment.' A sigh, he gives an apology they couldn't cover more, then goes too find Saphire, hopefully still training.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire had heard the warning... but scoffed and kept working. If she gave in whenever the weather got bad she'd never have gotten as good as she was... or, had been before she stopped practicing. Besides... if it really got that bad she was sure someone would yell at her to get inside. So, she practiced... blindfolded... in the slowly building rain... in the rapidly forming mud. If she had been anyone else this would have rung a few warning bells, but she wasn't.

 

[Neshimo]

"She's not that stupid is she?" A small whisper too himself, they are moving inside while he's still out looking for her, holding his shirt down as he tries too keep excess water from getting on his healing wound, though still sore and most likely not fully connected either through skin, yet he begins too yell her name. "Saphire! Come inside already! You'll get sick!" Though the nanobots most likely could keep her body in one piece, being warm is a whole other story, so this couldn't be good at all for her too stay outside like this during a storm such as this, the rain now pounding against my head.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A pause... who was that? Jamil? Well, he was the only person to call her by her name. Generally it was assassin or Ms. Tsuki or something. So, she stopped moving, turning her head so that she'd have a better sense of hearing near the entrance to the garden, still blindfolded. "Who?" Now that she wasn't exercising it'd be almost simple for someone to pick her up and drag her to the inside, but instead she started walking towards the entrance, not at all worried about the mud... even as she slipped, the knife dropping from her hand to slash her leg, having gotten slippery from the rain.