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Post by rally on Jul 19, 2012 22:12:02 GMT -6
==> Strern: Stop that.
What, smiling? That's pretty much all you're doing and, for a second, you almost do consider wiping the stupid grin off your face. But honestly, why would you? This is the first time you've been really happy in, well, quite awhile. Really, since Cali's viewport went blank... but you'd rather try not to think too much about that.
You're still getting settled on the lounger beside Lofora when Baltyr starts poking at the grubdrive reader with his foot.
SA: oi, y-you
SA: sure you should
SA: be messing
SA: wi-
And then damn if he doesn't somehow get it working, screen lit up and everything.
SA: oh
SA: haha
SA: nevermind
SA: guess you must
SA: be some kind
SA: of technopath`/
You say it jokingly but, honestly, you're impressed and you laugh when Lofora also pokes fun at the blue-blood. While they get settled, you reach down and retrieve your sketchbook from the floor, holding it on your lap and, without even really realizing it, begin to gently trace your fingers across its familiar surfaces. The curves of the hard cover, the spine, the clean white edges of the pages. You're not concentraed on the task, but instead on the screen where all manner of human film advertisements are playing. There are previews of movies with names so simple you have absolutely no idea what to think of them, soundtrack notices and all other manner of garbage to wait through, to you decide to just sit back, giving a contented little hum. You may not be part of the cuddle-fest going on between the highbloods, but damn if this isn't the most comfortable you've been in ages.
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