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

[SaphireTsuki]

She sputtered slightly, her, cute? There was no way that was true. "You're messing with me. You've got to be." A few minutes later she told him "Stop." There was the doors, and him... three of his steps away from hitting it. For a second before she said anything she'd thought about letting him hit it, but... no, she wasn't going to be vindictive towards him. Even if she really did want to hit him on the head for that joke.

 

[Neshimo]

"You were cute. You always curled up whenever I wasn't cleaning you, and slept on my lap for most of the time, so I got too see that side of you. It was lovely, and yes cute." Even now, stopping, the pushes the doors lifting his knee up a bit for too push the switch, and walks outside, he feels like telling her so badly about their confession, but that would push her train of thought of killing, too protecting me, and that'd be the adverse affect needed to win this war. She needs to stay focused, but that kiss, and her smell enveloping him while she lay on his back, is also causing a bit of discomfort for him.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Of course.... the blush she'd been worried would show up was in full force, and her expression was decidedly embarrassed. She lowered her voice a bit more, so barely any sound was coming out, and said... almost like she was pleading with him, "N-not in front of the medical staff, please." Or the few soldiers that were still sitting there. She knew fighting wouldn't happen for the next few days, they were setting up to siege places, but the two of them were to slip past the enemy before the final push began. ANd she felt slightly guilty for ruining the Lily's plans.

 

[Neshimo]

"What might you mean, I don't think they'll care. Take off my blindfold please? I'll put it back on when I'm cooking." He says so, wishing too check her in for the short while he goes off to make her sandwich, and lunch for today. "Saphire, I'm gonna tell you something that I'd told you last night, and see if you can remember our short conversation."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She blinked, once more stifled the shrug, and untied the cloth over his eyes. "Fine." And she didn't even notice a bunch of them taking an interest in the near-helpless assassin they'd placed their hopes on. Or how half of them were snickering, and the other half whispering. Even if she had... she'd have thought it had more to do with the picture of her being piggy-backed, and not some kind of pool they'd had going as to when she was going to start acting like a woman.

 

[Neshimo]

He looks over, and at them all, not being in on the bet, so he checks her in to a room near the back, again heading towards the their destination, room 1-13, and sits her on the bed to the far left. "Alright, get your leg check out, and I'll be right back." A pet on the head, then kiss on the forehead, he heads off too the kitchen.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She sighed, watching as he walked off. He had to leave her sitting up... it was taking far too much concentration to stay up. A different doctor came to see her, surprised having met her earlier, "Leg. Infection?" She, for this one was a woman, nodded and checked. Upon figuring out that there wasn't any infection... it'd been burned away by the fever most likely, nodded.


"You're fine... aside from the fever. What happened?" She didn't have a chart, but for someone who was healthy three days ago, as much as possible, to suddenly get this sick? A light tap to get her to lay down, which Saphire gratefully did.


"Rain and a cut." A nod and the doctor went off to find some medicine... not anything particularly strong, but medicine all the same. Saphire frowned, not needing it, but let the woman go.

 

[Neshimo]

A Jamil, at least a part of him, stays there with her, the shining hope that he can love her the way she deserved too be, "Not past tense, she deserves to be loved right now as well, forever." The downstairs kitchen being closer, and the final shipments already in place, he goes were he knows the luxury items would be, knowing if he uses Saphire as an excuse, he could run this facility if needed. He gets out turkey, the meat not being specified, it'd be a better change than constant red meat they eat, and begins to grill it, placing Havarti, lettuce, and tomato too let them all roast in the flavors of each other.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She silently lay there, watching as some were treated, and others ignored, according to how bad their wounds were, and when they had arrived. Inwardly she growled... the system was inefficient, and frankly she could do better. Probably anyone could. It wasn't like they were idiots or children.... they could self-medicate IF they weren't addicted to anything. Which meant checking up on the same person only once in a while. Ah, but she was not much of a hero or anything like that... so, she just let them maintain their idiotic system, and closed her eyes, one hand over her eyes.

 

[Neshimo]

An idea, pops up into his head. Love, it's clearly, or at least unassumingly, she has little experience in from the opposite gender. So, proposing an idea, after making the sandwich, he begins too make on of his own as well. Infact, he makes a multiple of them, seeing as they have only a few more days to use them, and along with water and juice pouches, he gives goes too find some certain materials for his idea, only after wrapping all the sandwiches and drinks in foil.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

As she lay there she started falling asleep. This wasn't a bad place.... but it wasn't good either. Of course not, rarely was there a place in this building with actually good memories, she was sure... but here. Here she remembered only fear and patience.... as though she'd spent many hours here waiting for something.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright, prepared." After everything, he's finished in the green house, and finally makes his way over too Saphire again, the afternoon, while the sun is still up, and it may set while their talking hopefully, he sets off for their day of romance, going to check her out, and heading to the room again. He sees her, sprawled out on the bed, hopefully not sleeping, but it'd not surprise him. She's been sleeping so much lately, probably getting lazy from all the inactivity.


He goes to her bed side, as he wished too before his wound, and as he did while she was sick, and like all other times, pets her head. "If your asleep, I'll just let you wake up in my arms at the green house, if not, then we can go together"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She was asleep.... and moved into him. Her fever had fallen, the doctor having given her some children's medicine to help with it, and you could tell she was breathing better now. Her expression was calm, but not perfect... and it looked almost as though she was just waiting for something to happen. She stirred, eyes fluttering in the way they did just before waking up... and she looked up at him before closing them again, able to slightly move her arm towards Jamil. "...ve more minutes."

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright, I'll be moving you then. Keep sleeping." He curls her up, making her easier to carry, and walks out towards the green house. Again they stare, and laugh, but when she completely demolishes our enemy, hopefully they see her in a different light. "Five more minutes it is, then we'll eat." Making it too the green house, a large blanket, along with a make shift basket, is filled with sandwiches, and with a small wooden cut, the other side filled with ice, water & juice fills in the middle space of the area. "A nice picnic will get her romanced. Hopefully."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A noncommittal sound, still managing to convey a hint of contentment, and then she snuggled into his chest once she was in his arms. Her breathing quickly returned to the regularity of sleep, and it wasn't long before she was dreaming again. The closer they got to his destination, the greenhouse where more exotic flowers were, the more her expression softened and she could almost feel safe. And then, slowly... her eyes opened permanently. She knew this time she couldn't get back to sleep... but she felt it was almost worth it to view the scene in front of her... a picnic? She'd heard of them, but never actually seen one. And the warm arms she felt around her...

 

[Neshimo]

"Don't wake up just yet...I'd want this too be a memorable wake up" Thinking her heads just turned from sleeping, he's still holding her, not wishing to let her go this time, but she's probably hungry. So he opts to sit her in his lap, them both sitting on the warm blanket, and him with his arms wrapped around her, next too the basket so she can easily obtain food if needed. "Alright, if you awake now, it'd be surreal"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She obediently closed her eyes, still tired and sleepy enough to have barely viewed the room. After all... if he wanted to show her something then she'd let him. Saphire was still too tired to be all that alarmed by the movement of him shifting her so she's on his lap, nor that they'd moved in location. She, once he spoke again, opened her eyes.... and let out a tiny gasp... he was right, it was beautiful. Had he truly put so much effort into it? That was... well, not quite a basket, but it was obviously something he'd made... and if nothing else she was touched by the effort. To the point of almost blushing... no, she was. She was totally blushing, because now she realized she was in his lap, his arms around her... and found herself leaning into him. She managed to whisper out past her emotions "Thank you..."

 

[Neshimo]

"Your completely welcome." She may get off, but he'll hold her till then, her warmth now very apparent from leaning on him. Figuring out she may stay here for a while, and just to enjoy in scenery, he doesn't dare move, this chance too hold her the way he wants too for how ever long she'll let him. "I felt that, we should rest really. No training, no being sick, just sitting and eating."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

For a good short while she was thoroughly embarrassed by how, once again, she couldn't move... this time because of the medicine, she was certain. With her metabolism it was already in full swing, but... by the time she had begun to form any coherent thought on it she'd given up on the embarrassment. It was comfortable here, and she was being selfish, so she'd stay her... just for a bit. Maybe she'd get him to feed her... no, that'd be too much. She'd get him to... oh, was that something wrapped up? Short attention span, check. He'd best have the patience of a sait... I'm not go- HUNGRY! "Good idea, I think..." And she'd grabbed a single wrapped... whatever that was, for eating.

 

[Neshimo]

"Here, I'll help you." He takes her fingers, unwrapping the sandwich, carefully guiding her fingers so she doesn't get any unnecessary cuts, revealing the sandwich made, still warm, and smell enveloping the air around the two. "Your nose is more sensitive, so sorry if the smell is strong." She's used too the red meat, so a warm turkey sandwich probably wont take too kindly, but hopefully, she likes it. "You seem tired, would you like some help being fed like back in our room?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She nodded her head, knowing that in this position there wasn't much he could do, and though there was a blush she let his hands guide her. After all, to her... all she wanted was food. It wouldn't matter how she got it this time, though the less she had to move at the moment the better. Yes, he could be a good servant for a few more hours... and.... oh, her stomach just growled, and one hand dropped to it, her eyes instinctively moving to the floor.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright." A quick unwrapping of the sandwich, he slightly turns her, supporting her with his arm, and using the other too place the sandwich near her lips. "Don't worry, we'll get some food inside of you." Not much of a laughter comes from him, it was funny, though he's more focused on feeding her now, leaving him seeming a bit troubled, yet more fatherly.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She obviously looked like she didn't want to have blushed, but she took a bite of the sandwich. Chewing it, was that bird meat?, she let her hand fall to her side. It had begun shaking, just slightly, from effort... why was she still that tired? On, right... nighttime medicine, she thought she'd been given. Swallow, "'sgood." Another bite and chewing, it was. Even if she wasn't sure how she'd react to the bird meat... turkey, she remembered. The people of this country enjoyed it immensely, and she could understand why... but still.

 

[Neshimo]

"Probably should have made some red meat just in case. I can go back if you'd like, make you something else?" Comforting her, he begins too rub her stomach, wishing that she'd be fine with this new, well at least fairly new taste, but if not, he has zero problems going back too fix her a quick steak sandwich or two. They have the supplies, and after our enemy is driven out, all of these luxuries will most likely be unobtainable. "This is all for you Saphire, if you don't feel it's sitting right with you, don't be afraid to tell me."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She shook her head, "It's fine." And that was an unusual feeling, his hand on her stomach. Novel... and almost soothing. Yes, she'd let him keep at it. "Just not what I was used to." Besides, it was comfortable and... how many times was she going to think that? No more, she decided. The sandwich was quickly finished, her glad that she'd managed to swallow it all. Red meat, she knew, would be best... but this was good for now. It was being treated as her bodie's nourishment, not her nanomachine's, and that's good. It'd been a while since she'd gotten any protein.