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 Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 10:30 pm
Proto was unaware of Nana's plans to renovate part of her bedroom, so he wasn't directing her to it for anything related to that. It was all just part of his response to her asking him where he wanted to walk. It may also have been partially due to the fact he'd noticed that Nana seemed to have a little trouble speaking with Thanatos a little while ago. He may have been trying to show her the things she did know about the boy. Proto had no indication, however, of how Than would react to anything brought up about his 'past self,' as he seemed to think of it. If anything, that seemed to be the area where Than was most fickle, and perhaps some of the other goers at Kai's ball were in danger because of it.
Proto paused for just a few brief minutes to let Nana look over the good condition of the workshop before it was time to move on. When he finally decided to move, Proto would get Nana's attention again through beeping. Instead of merely walking beside her again, Nana would find that Proto had offered her his arm in the fashion of an escort as he began to walk.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 11:32 pm
^____^
Hnn? Ah~ why thank you Proto.
*Taking Proto up on the offered arm, Nana would plod along beside him, just looking at anything and everying as they continued on down the streets. The way the two looked at the moment was something you might think of when Nana and Mastema would take a stroll, only Proto was closer to Nana's height. It hadn't been long, but Nana was rather enjoying herself, hopefully Proto was as well*
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 12:13 am
Proto's level of 'joy' about the opportunity wasn't so much a question of how much he would have enjoyed walking with Nana, it was a question if he really felt joy in the same sense that Nana knew the word at all. Even if the series of impulses and chemical releases associated with pleasure were replicated in Proto's design, there was no guarantee they would actually produce the same effect as a result. Of course, understanding robotics might only serve to distance Nana from Proto, and so perhaps the trade off was agreeable. There wouldn't be any stop as significant as the one at Than's workshop, so the two would just continue in a loose circle around part of the citadel, before heading back to the main tower. Still, Proto hoped that when the stroll was over, Nana would still spare him a few moments to impart on her one last favor for the evening.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 12:39 am
*After perhaps fourty-five minutes to an hour, the pair would complete their random cycle and head back to the main tower; the walk had been pleasant. Nana had taken a look at the general area around the main tower to see that all was well, she had time to clear her head a little, and enjoy a rare evening strole with a friend. Just as the last time, Nana would open the doors for Proto once they arrived back to the tower. There was a light blush on Nana's cheeks, having enjoyed the experience. Now she would be able to return to Mastema and the children with an uplifted and contented mood*
^//^
That was fun, thank you for walking with me.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:30 am
For some reason it was still somewhat odd to Proto whenever Nana held the door open. However, since he could not properly communicate his objections to being the first in, he would simply take the offer and stroll to the middle of the room. When addressed he would courtily turn to face Nana, as not to make himself look as if he were ignoring her. His response would be a short series of beeps, probably returning the sentiment simply out of politeness. Then he held up his index finger and beeped again, as if bidding her to wait for a moment, while he walked around behind the counter that he'd formerly been fixing Than by. Proto crouched and retrieved a package of some kind from the counter and walked back over to Nana. As he handed it to her, she could see that it was a wrapped gift with a green bow. It wasn't certain how long Proto had been holding onto the gift, but now seemed perhaps his best opportunity to present it to her, since she was already in happy spirits.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 2:05 am
o.o
Hnn? For me? Thank you.
*Needless to say, receiving a gift from Proto was unexpected and pleasant. Accepting the present in her hands, Nana would look at it briefly, then back up to Proto to make an inquiry. Depending on his answer, Nana would either open the gift now, or a little later. Either way, she was curious as to the contents of the present box, just as a child would be. One would wonder if that was a quality Mastema enjoyed seeing in Nana. Still, how long had Proto had the present box? Nana couldn't really tell, and there seemed to be no signs to give away the answer to her either*
Sh-should I open it here?
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 8:13 pm
There were no really recent occasions for giving gifts, so perhaps Proto really had been saving it for some time and hadn't the chances he would have liked sooner. Regardless, it didn't bother Proto in the least to wait for the right moment, since he doubted the gift's charm would expire with time. Proto had no real preference to Nana's opening the gift now or later; as far as he was concerned, he had done what he wanted and anything further was supplemental to him. Of course, there was a problem saying this, since the way Nana had phrased the question begged either a yes or no, not an expression of indifference. As such, he could only air not to address Nana negatively and nodded his head slightly, the only real response he could give.
The rectangular shape of the gift would be the result of the wooden picture frame, a polished auburn color with a thin white border encompassed by the frame. The image itself needed no explanation to Nana; it was a picture of the gathering for the children's birthday. All of the attendees were seated around the table, just as they had been on that day, and in the image they were apparently actively engaged in conversation. Mastema, Slayer, Sho, Trilla, Micha, Eecheb, Nana, and Thanatos were all in the large photograph. The fact that the perspective of the photograph was from the end of the table made it obvious that the image was taken from Proto's eye itself, and he had certainly done well to leave nothing of importance out of the shot. Perhaps merely a single snapshot from Proto's memories of the day that he had chosen particularly as the best for Nana.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 8:43 pm
o//o
Goodness...!
*One of Nana's hands would be held over her chest, while the other held on to the frame just after she unwrapped the gift, after Proto had nodded. This gift certainly hit the mark with Nana, a brief moment in time to remember for years to come. Everything looked just as Nana had remembered, and everyone looked as though they were enjoying themselves. Then there was the location, inside the large igloo that Mastema had built upon request by Nana for the children. It was a wonder how many more such events or days there might be ahead, where everyone seemed to be having fun and things were peaceful. Everyone looked so healthy and happy in the picture, it was how Nana probably wanted to remember everyone always. Nana's last comment to Proto would of course be a paradox, saying she didn't know what to say, and then saying 'Thank you'*
Proto... I don't know what to say. Thank you.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 9:03 pm
Oh yes, surprises and paradoxes went quite well together in casual speech it seemed. Proto hadn't been too little observant to miss people could say and do things in contradiction, and it bothered him none. He was content to know Nana had received it and well at that. He needed no more and if Nana couldn't find any other words, then there was nothing lost. Acknowledging her thanks, he gave her his customary salute and beeped his wishes for her good evening. The elevator was still at the first floor, since Nana was the last to leave it. Not to deter Nana any further, Proto would step to the side and allow her to resume her way to her bedroom.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 9:18 pm
^//^
I know just where I'm going to put this. Hnn~
*With a spot for the gift already picked out, all Nana needed to do now was put it there. A good spot was likely at her bedside on her small night stand, where she could see it when ever she faced the direction. In response to Proto beeping and saluting, Nana would smile broadly, then make a salute in return while holding the gift lightly to her chest. After a few seconds, Nana would return to her original stature, thank Proto again, and finally move off to the elevator happily. Even as the doors closed to take her back up the tower, a broad blushy smile would still be fixed upon her face*
^///^ ||| heart
*A short time later Nana would arrive back on level ninety-eight, and continue the rest of the way up to the main bedroom, where the bots were still working away on the renovations; it was needless to say, not silent. Since the materials could be brought in by Zio's teleportation abilities, Nana wouldn't have to worry about the picture Proto had given her being in danger of being knocked off of her night stand. She would take a few moments to place the picture the way she liked it, then step back to look. Pleased with the location and angle, Nana would nod to herself lightly then look over to the renovation team. Things seemed to be going smoothly so there was no need to bother them for now. As such Nana decided now might be as good a time as any go pay Mastema a visit. It was assumed that he would still be up in the Mind, just one floor up. Looking up to the ceiling, Nana would slowly make her way over to the bedroom doors and close them gently behind her before moving towards the staircase for the Mind*
Hnn~
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 11:43 pm
Nana certainly didn't need to worry about the picture being damaged in any way, since the bots were at least that diligent. In fact, she wouldn't even have to worry about finding Mastema up in the mind. Only a few moments after leaving the room, a pair of arms wrapped around Nana's waist, spun her, and tilted her back slightly. "Now where was it you think you're going, dear?" Mastema grinned at her, seemingly pleased that he'd come along in time to catch her by surprise. After a few moments of tilting Nana back, he brought her back to her feet and no sooner had done so than he spun her again the other direction. Nana would find herself back to the wall, and Mastema taking her hands and softly pinning them against the wall above her head. "I think you're going to have to change your plans now that I'm here." He leaned forward and planted a kiss on her cheek thereafter.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 12:25 am
*In a few subtle motions, Nana had been spun, tilted, spun again, pinned and finally kissed. Her reaction was what one might have come to expect from Nana, after the surprising encounter. Nana was blinking lightly while looking back at Mastema*
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--what just happend?
*It wasn't such a bad thing to go and visit someone, only to find they visit you first. Though the intentions of the other party in this case, were more transparent. Change her plans? Well it might not have to come to that, but that would depend on what Mastema thought of Nana's plans in the first place, should she be able to tell them. Before she knew it, Mastema could have her wisked away elsewhere, for who knows what. Shortly after the kiss, Nana's trademark blush would appear, a pleasant sight to Mastema no doubt, his goal accomplished*
.////.,
Hnn...
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 12:57 am
"What happened? I believe you were just swept up in the arms of yours truly and detained by my flirting." He teasingly answered her question. Even with Nana blushing, there was more to be said, and so Nana would find her hands still gently held back. Only a few moments after being kissed on the cheek, Mastema kissed her lips, and this time held that position for quite some time. Either Mas was trying to suffocate her with this kind of sweet assassination technique or Nana had somehow enamored him very much by falling into his waiting trap. Before Nana could in any way slip from consciousness though, Mastema broke the kiss and returned to gazing in her eyes. "Perhaps that was a little more welcome than an innocent kiss on the cheek?" The grin on his face was still quite present.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:24 am
*Nana seemed slightly dazed for a moment or two, though by now she should have come to expect such responses from Mastema. Still, it was nice that they worked on Nana after all this time. The couple were still in their respective 'newly wed' phase, something that could last two, to fives years. Nana and Mastema having been wed for a little over three and a half years, still fell into the category. It wasn't entirely certain what Mastema had planned, but the response Mastema received to his kiss question would no doubt be taken well. Nana's face seemed a little pinker after the drawn out kiss*
M--merr... heart
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:50 am
The response seemed to amuse Mastema for the moment, and once again he kissed Nana, albeit this time only briefly. Three and a half years it may have been, but Mastema had enough different kisses to keep Nana where she was for another three. Newly wed or not didn't much concern Mastema; it was only a label that had no sway over what he and Nana did as lovers. "But I believe we're taken by another predicament, dear." He finally released her hands and instead wrapped his arms around her waist and stood against the wall with her. "These little renovations of yours make it quite unfitting to return to our room for the rest of the night. So I suppose that makes us vagabonds in search of a bed." Of course, with a large number of rooms available, vagabond was hardly the best way to describe them. "Might you have any suggestions?" Awaiting a response, Mastema brushed his cheek against her hair.
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