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the end of an era ( closed )
[ Diving back into the Neo World Program after it had gotten deleted was probably not a good idea. While everything had been refreshed now, picking up from whatever backup save data it did have, it felt... incomplete. Areas would glitch or simply not exist, the sky would be perpetually dark and gloomy, as if stormy skies were ahead, things like that. It reeked of constant despair and whoever thought about going back in should probably think twice before heading into the depths of the island. . . except that wasn't an option if you wanted to grab the person who could only exist here.
Which probably was the case, ultimately.
It might take a while to find her; she doesn't seem to be in her room, nor is she playing a game in the restaurant lobby, either.
If he takes the effort, he'll eventually find her at the beach, staring at the depths of the dark ocean with a vacant expression, almost absentmindedly. But there's also something different about her, and it's apparent at a single glance. While it's obvious who it is by looking at the locks of pale hair that sit at her shoulders, the kitty backpack that usually rested there isn't there. In fact, the gamer girl doesn't seem to be wearing much, if anything at all; barely clothed in what seems to be a completely black, strapless bikini. Even her hairpin has tainted, the white turning into a dark black -- kind of like how the ship would look if captured during Space Invaders.
In her hands, as if it were normal, is a video game console, a Playstation Vita if one were to be more precise. It's hard to tell what game in particular she's playing, but she seems to be rather absorbed in it; very much so.
Investigate? ]
Which probably was the case, ultimately.
It might take a while to find her; she doesn't seem to be in her room, nor is she playing a game in the restaurant lobby, either.
If he takes the effort, he'll eventually find her at the beach, staring at the depths of the dark ocean with a vacant expression, almost absentmindedly. But there's also something different about her, and it's apparent at a single glance. While it's obvious who it is by looking at the locks of pale hair that sit at her shoulders, the kitty backpack that usually rested there isn't there. In fact, the gamer girl doesn't seem to be wearing much, if anything at all; barely clothed in what seems to be a completely black, strapless bikini. Even her hairpin has tainted, the white turning into a dark black -- kind of like how the ship would look if captured during Space Invaders.
In her hands, as if it were normal, is a video game console, a Playstation Vita if one were to be more precise. It's hard to tell what game in particular she's playing, but she seems to be rather absorbed in it; very much so.
Investigate? ]
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[His voice has hints of stress in it. The conversation is steadily tearing into him and leaving wounds he's not sure how to deal with. All the hurts are piling up and he doesn't know how to contain it. ...the easiest option would be to give her what she wants and he sighs, batting her hands away and starts undoing the buttons on his shirt.] We're not done with this. You're got it wrong if you think this is over.
[They'll get back to it. He's too tired to fight her off anymore.]
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[ But it's fine if he's going to deny it all and pretend that it's not true. Even as she bats her hands away, there's no shift of expression in her eyes, nothing at all. At least for a moment before the lust overtakes her expression, wanton need and desire filling her face. ]
It's okay, though... It's not important right now, I think.
[ And just as she says that, she forces her lips on his own. She knows that he's given into her demands and that's fine with her; she doesn't mind either way. Maybe it's more... despairing this way, too, to watch him squirm and struggle like this. She rests a hand on his cheek just as she nips lightly on his lower lip before using her tongue to seek entrance into his mouth.
If he isn't going to fight back, she's going to go on the attack. ]
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...maybe he can show her through his actions. Would Lycos-V stop the virus she wants to infect him with? He doesn't know. His belt hits the floor with a jangle of metal and heavy leather. For a moment he almost renews his struggles. It would be easy.
His hand catches in her hair and the other brushes the side of Nanami's face with a tender affection as he parts his lips to her in.]
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The sound of the belt touching the ground is almost enough to set her off just a little bit. He's getting closer to what she wants, after all. Although she has to admit, having him touch her so affectionately... it's kind of nice, too, and she can't help but lean into his touch before her tongue flicks to meet his own in a way that is literally just desperation and need; just the simple yearning for this.
It's pretty much all that drives Nanami at this point, and it shows. While he shows affection, all Nanami shows is lust and greed. ]
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To him she is. He'd lost her when the execution had happened and now here she is, alive. Hinata finally grinds back into her with a growl and his eyes burning gold. Yes, he's certain of it now. The way she'd leaned into his hand...
The gold gives way to searing red.
He'll save her from this. As they break from the kiss he grasps her face with both of his hands, panting to get himself back under control.] No matter what.
I'm taking you home after this.
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And even so, the kiss is so warm, and she can't help but feel something from it, strangely enough. But she pushes it aside and opts to press her lips against his own harshly, as if to ignore his words and push the thoughts that run in her mind away.
No, this is all there is. It's just skin deep, nothing more. At least, that's what she tries to convince herself to think. ]
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As if she's made a glass, and not capable of breaking him in half. He tries to pull her down to the floor. His need is fueled by that, even on the shapeshifter side. He would save her.]
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Did you really want to see that badly...? [ There's a slight cock of her head to the right as she reaches towards the tie that keeps the bikini top together, undoing it before deciding to toss it aside.
She'll show him everything. ]
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[He might actually be able to forgive Komaeda for what he'd done. Maybe. The wolf part of him plainly claims all of his friends as his. His to protect and guide. He'd deal with that instinct later. She's warm and soft against him. Right now that's all that matters.
The flush on his face gets worse now that he really thinks about what they're doing.] ...I don't know how to do this without hurting you, Ch-Nanami.
[He wants to call her by her first name. But that's not something he can do. Not right now.] I heard the first time always hurts.
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I'm not like you guys, so it won't hurt. And I wonder... since you really want it, would it make you feel better if I called you Hajime? Would it make you feel more important?
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[He lets it happen, his eyes burn gold again as the growl in his voice grows deeper. Most people would start running by now.]
I care about you and you care about me. Talent never mattered to you, remember? We just were! Now you keep talking Junko's line of crap and slapping a werewolf on the nose like that's a bright idea! I'll never hurt you, or use you, or treat you like a reward - no matter how deep you twist the knife in me!
Because I care about you! I don't care if you're different. You're Nanami Chiaki to me. My friend, and I will bring you home.
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[ She sighs, just looking away from him, deflating. Even if most people would have ran, Nanami isn't most people, now is she? ]
I really don't get it. I don't understand it at all. No matter how much you say it, I won't believe you. Not unless you prove it to me.
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I know. I will. [Hinata pulls back and searches her face.] We'll get through this, somehow. I'll do what you want but only because I care about you.
[She doesn't believe that, but that's alright. He reaches for the tie on her bikini bottom and undoes it.] I believe in you.
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[ She doesn't smile, only giving him a rather neutral expression. Although her cheeks are definitely rosy from having him kiss her again. ]