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I'd like that.

[She shifts a little bit beneath him. Just resettling, translating nervous energy into motion really, it doesn't do a damn thing to make their potion less awkwardly intimate.]

So... do you want to...?

With you? Y-Yeah...of course.

_{[What? Did she expect him to say no?]}

I mean, I've always thought you're really sweet and cheery, 6O, not to mention beautiful and smart...

_{[Oh god tell him to shut up please.]}

[look her love life up to this point isn't exactly a major success story, of course she was ready for him to say no]

[but in seriousness- her face is flaming red, the nature of the situation combining with the compliments to throw her systems for a loop. She surprises herself when she manages to answer without stammering.]

You really think so? I mean, compared to the other Operators [not to mention 2B] I'm just...

[She's just gonna stop talking there. Now is not the time to spoil this for herself by playing the comparison game! This is actually happening!]

You're super cute, you know? Especially now that I get to see your eyes. And, and so smart, I mean who else would have thought of that, with the chips? And...

[she turns her head, a little too bashful to manage eye contact. Oh hey, the penguin movie is still on.]

I wanted to ask you because... I mean, the hacking, but also I knew you'd be good to me. You're so nice.

Edited (slightly less clunky) 2019-02-11 03:15 (UTC)

_{[It isn't as if his love life is any better. It's kind of not really that existent, and before all of this his crush was killing him on the reg. Count your blessings.

At least her face is as red as his so they're birds of a feather in a sense. Her compliment hits him hard and it shows as he looks away, unable to really process what she's saying. Super cute? Seriously? Smart? Well, okay, all Scanners were known for their intelligence but still! This is a lot to take in right now! Especially the whole you're so nice bit.

It's actually so much that he's sitting up, only to straddle her waist, both of his hands suddenly over his face.]}

G-God 6O that's...you're flattering me a lot, you know? I really do think that, I mean it. Honestly I wouldn't say it otherwise.

[She can't resist a little teasing, her voice taking on a singsongy tone.]

It's not flattery if it's true~.

[That playful smirk is back, even though she's still blushing like mad. Even though she can practically feel the pounding of synthetic "blood" through her veins at a rate she's surprised isn't setting off system alerts. Is this what it feels like for humans, too?

She reaches up and closes her fingers around his wrist, gently trying to tug his hand back down. Look at her, 9S!]

Hey, hey. It's all right.

_{[Well, okay fair, she has a point, but that doesn't mean he's any less red. She's not the only one who can feel the rush of coolant flow through all the intricate tubing within their bodies. His pulse is so rapid it's almost deafening.

When he feels her fingers on his wrists he relinquishes them to her, forcing himself to look down and meet her gaze. Was it all right? Surely it must be if she says it is.]}

...Really?

Of course.

[Laughing softly, she drops his wrist and brushes her fingers over his cheek instead.]

Honestly, I wouldn't say it otherwise.

_{[Ah. Dammit. She used his own words against him. A cursory glance is thrown the television's way. Seems the documentary is almost over anyway.]}

Well then, everything I've been working on is on my desk in my room so...

_{[So they should probably go there. Yup. Don't mind him as he awkwardly removes himself from her, even if he wishes he didn't have to. It's so comfortable to just lay on her the way he had been.]}

[It's the logical conclusion... just a shame about the having to get up part. For real, if getting pinned underneath her incredibly beautiful and attractive fellow androids is just going to be a regular thing from now on, 6O is all for it. She lies almost frozen for a moment, looking and feeling a bit silly with her hand still raised before she finds the wherewithal to get up and follow him.

She pauses to pick up her discarded veil along the way. She won't be needing it, but there's no sense in leaving it on the floor. Once in his room, she sets it aside and parks herself on the edge of the bed.]

Mm, should I wait here?

_{[Even though it's a logical conclusion that doesn't make it any easier to digest. Part of him feels like he should've taken her hand to help her up, but he's too flustered to think about being gentlemanly right now. Instead he's scurrying off toward his room, in a frenzy to find said chips he'd been modifying.]}

Just uh, there's good. Yeah.

_{[No point in her moving if they're gonna end up on the bed anyway. It doesn't take him long to find one of the chips he'd been working on, picking it up off the tray he'd set it on, only to turn around to face her, cheeks still pink.]}

Found it.

[She waits, idly kicking her heels against the bedframe while she watches him search. What other projects does he have over there? Maybe later she'll remember to ask... He brings the chip over, visibly still a little flustered, and she doesn't hesitate a bit before she pushes one of her braids out of the way and tilts her head to expose her neck.]

I'm ready.

[She can put in her own plug-in chips just fine, so is she doing this specifically to torment him? Maaaaaaaybe just a little tiny bit.]

_{[She's totally doing this to tease him, even 9S isn't blind enough to see she's being coy. 6O may be flustered but 9S is doubly so as he moves to join her on the bed, the mattress sinking a little beneath his weight. Since her braid is out of the way it's only a matter of accessing the ports at the base of her neck. A light touch of his index finger is all that's needed for him to gain permission to open her up. In goes the tiny chip into an empty slot before he's closing her back up again.]}

It should take about a minute to install. You might feel sort of, uh...weird? But don't worry, it's just your chassis going through all the necessary checks and balances it needs to do.

[The gentle touch to the back of her neck is nothing she hasn't felt a million times as part of maintenance, but in this context it's something new. The intimacy of such an act hits her in a way it never did before and she kind of wants to shiver, except she's got to hold herself still so 9S can do his work. Weird how? she almost asks. It's already weird. But she's trusted him this far.

A wave of... something passes through her body as soon as he closes her up, tingles she guesses she'd call it, hot and cold and not entirely unpleasant. Almost fizzy. She's just starting to enjoy it when for a moment, she loses tactile sensation entirely, leaving her floating, unanchored on solid ground.

Then she feels everything, a wave of unfiltered sensory input that startles a yelp out of her. Even the bedspread beneath her legs is too much all of a sudden, every thread seeming to stand out against her skin, and she draws her knees up and scrunches herself into a ball, trying to minimize the contact. But it's mercifully brief, and its passing leaves her feeling... pretty much normal again.]

Whoa.

Right? It's weird, huh.

_{[Weird definitely doesn't cut it, but at least it's comforting in a way to see that she had a similar reaction to the chip as he did. That means it's working, that the code he had been meddling with was compatible with other units.]}

Give me your hand for a moment?

It was kind of nice at first?

[Can they find a way to make it do the fizzy thing on demand? That might be fun. Watching him closely she holds out her hand, palm up.]

_{[Gingerly he takes her hand, resting the back of it against his own palm, only to press down in the center of hers with his free index finger. The pressure is supposed to elicit a response, one that immediately should give her a tingling sensation down her spine. Tickley, in a way. Like fuzzy electricity.]}

Thanks to the chips and their permissions, we should be connected now. There's a kind of rush we get when we fight, so ultimately that positive feedback is now triggered by various physical stimulation. You have complete control of the settings, or at least you should. Don't be afraid to alter things to your liking - I'm here to correct any mistakes.

[Ooh, that was— definitely ticklish. She can't help a giggle. It's pleasant, though, and when she gets the chance she thinks she'd like to do the same to him and see what he does. Especially sometime when he wouldn't be expecting it...]

Connected? [A part of her awareness turns inward, looking for the new chip and its controls.] - yeah, I see it. Mm... I'll try it with your defaults first before I change anything around. Do I need to be connected to someone for it to work?

[That is, what if she gets with a human? Will it still feel nice?]

You don't, no...buuut I think for androids like us it'll be a lot more fun. Y'know, to have that extra level of connection?

_{[There's something comforting to being connected, even if it's just over a simple network, after all.]}

That's something humans don't have, that ability to really connect and get inside another person. We're kind of lucky in that regard.

[There it is, a linkage she visualizes as a narrow bridge between the two of them, and she's tempted to follow it. What would she find over there? Has 2B been there before (god knows she's earned the right), or is the inside of him uncharted territory?

Of course, she puts her curiosity on the backburner. It's not an invitation to take more than he sends her any more than linking with another Operator would be, and she would never really be so presumptuous. She just wonders. Though as for herself, she's basically an open book to him right now.]

It must be lonely. [She grasps his hand, lacing their fingers together, and gives it a little squeeze.]

Even when they're together, they're separate. Huh- you think that's why people here don't really care about privacy? They've always got some, in here. [With her free hand, she taps her temple.]

_{[It's uncharted territory and it's funny really that 6O is the first that's truly getting a look at him in such a light. A2 was afraid of such a connection, didn't trust enough yet to let him touch her settings or give her altered plug-in chips. 2B hadn't connected with him on such a level beyond basic, routine maintenance. This first, as it were, is all 6O's.

God does he know a thing or two about loneliness. Surely she does too. After all, she's just as emotional a being as he is, left without much of an outlet for it. There's a spike in temperature as her fingers lace together with his, a hitch of breath. It reminds him of when he's interfaced with Connor before, although the context was dramatically different. Even so, he'd begun to enjoy such closeness just on a friendly level.]}

Maybe...I don't really know. Some humans are prudish and others don't seem to care at all. You're right though, they can always escape back into their heads.

_{[Not that Androids couldn't do the same, but it was still different. All the differences between them and their creators just continue to surprise him, each and every day.]}

It's more intimate this way though, I think. To have both a physical connection and a network one.

_{[Swallowing he reaches up to brush her bangs aside, tucking a few wayward strands of gold behind an ear.]}

We can have both, if you're ready for it.

[She'd swear the machinery in her chest does a little flip when he does that. A gear got caught somewhere, or something, but in a nice way.]

I am.

[What's to do but dive right in? She places her free hand on his hip- it just seems the place for it- and leans toward him. A moment's pause to imprint all of this into her memory, the soft warmth of his hand in hers, the look in his eyes, even the slight give of the mattress beneath them. Then she goes for it, quickly closing the rest of the distance to capture his lips with her own.]

_{[What to do indeed?

Sure, 9S has kissed before, humans and androids alike by now, but he wasn't expecting 6O to just go for it and take the plunge. She's a lot braver than he is, it seems, and her lips meet the target of his. It catches him off guard for a split second, which makes him feel like an idiot, but soon enough he's returning the contact, raising his free hand up to cup her cheek. Doing so it makes it easier to tilt her head just a bit, to guide her into a position where he can deepen the contact juuust a teeny bit more.]}

[Maybe it's not bravery, precisely. One could call it a cheerful impulsivity, a troublesome tendency of her personality type to see what they want and go for it before worrying too much about the consequences. At least she's better off than some designations would be with her type. For once, it even seems to be working to her advantage.

6O follows his lead, pressing into his hand like a cat seeking pets. She's kissed before, if not as much as she'd have liked to, but and it was always nice, but this seems different in a way she can't quite pin down. More... just more, basically, brighter, sharper. She's not sure if that's the effect of the chip, or just what she expects the chip to be like, a digital placebo effect as it were, or maybe it's just him. It calls for further analysis. More data. More kissing. She kisses him back with enthusiasm, letting go of his hand only so she can wrap her arm around him instead and press in that little bit closer.]

_{[She's pretty receptive and honestly he's glad for it, relieved even as he feels his internal temperature steadily rise degree after degree. If she relayed to him how she felt, that it was more he'd agree. Kissing 6O, kissing another Android, especially when connected like this...it's different. It doesn't compare to kissing a human and really he's not sure what's better.

6O is automatically better just by virtue of familiarity, of the fondness he feels toward her as a fellow YoRHa unit. It was imperative that they all stick together, after all, especially after everything that had happened at the fort. Her excitement and eagerness has the edges of his lips tugging upward into a smile. It's not like they need to breathe but hot air does need to go somewhere and so when he feels her pressing up against him, her arm embracing him, he breaks the contact briefly to huff out a puff of heated air.

But he's diving right back in, giving her just enough of an opportunity to do the same as he just had. It isn't like they really have to talk when they can readily send how they feel over the local network they've created between the two of them. In a way, it's nicer that way - more intimate.]}

[Light, warm fondness. Excitement, laced with a touch of first-time jitters. Curiosity about him, what he likes, what makes him feel good. She lets it all flow through their linkage for him to read, and if his curse of curiosity draws him in deeper there's not much to stop him.

She takes the moment to vent when he does, letting out an audible pleased sigh. Then he's back and she parts her lips slightly, inviting him to go deeper. She wants to be closer— edges forward until she's effectively in his lap, wrapping him tight in her arms.]

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now that i'm done being distracted by emoji

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