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 Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 9:55 pm
The last time Zia had spent the night with Pascal it was literally just spending the night. As in crashing on his couch watching movies to avoid walking home in the unnerving darkness where one gets confronted by youma and dark senshi. She salved her only mildly guilty conscience by leaving early enough he wouldn't wake up and realize she'd worn out her welcome.
Though dinner had been nice. Nice enough to have dinner with him again, and crash the same way.
And then s**t happened. Zia had just begun feeling comfortable backing out of stupid Destiny City and it's stupid war and now she was teetering on the edge of temptation to go find some moral fiber and dive in the pool again. And it pissed her off and scared her and excited her in stupid, stupid ways.
So the next time she had dinner with Pascal she got a little more intoxicated than usual, even busting out a hit from a gift a coworker had given her because she needed 'to relax more'. She was high enough to be having fun again, in spite of herself, though she was a little fuzzy on Pascal, whose arm she was constantly clinging to while the ground seemed to shift under her like waves and all she could do is laugh at it.
"Oh, god, wearing heels was stupid," She laughed, holding on as if for dear life. She did have enough awareness of reality to glance around and realize they had fallen out of their admittedly new routine. "This isn't the way back. Where are we going?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 11:04 pm
Pascal simply loved the intoxication of others because it made them that much easier to manipulate but when it came to himself he was a bit of a stick in a mud. He knew how easy it would be to fall off the wagon and lose his reality in a stack of glasses, and he knew just what it could do to someone far more than he'd like to admit.
Pascal spent a good amount of his time trying to be stronger. Most of his attempts seemed to be directed toward mental and emotional strength but the fact was he spent close to or just as much time on the physical aspect as well. He had spent many years being physically weak and unable to save himself, and he refused to go back. Kickboxing, working with heavy machinery and building robotic contraptions had worked his body quite more than it appeared on the outside. His 6'1" height and thin frame gave the nerdy Pascal a lanky appearance but the truth was quite the opposite. Strong and hard, more than capable of holding Zia's drunken body up as she walked or simply carrying her.
"Take them off and I'll carry you to the stars," he said, sounding more like he was joking than not. However, he was actually telling the truth on both counts. It was true that he wasn't taking her home and instead he was taking her to the planetarium. It was closed right now but Pascal had a few strings he was able to pull to get him a key. It cost him quite a few billable hours but Pascal had been thinking about where to take Zia for awhile now.
He opened the backdoor and carefully lead Zia in with him, leading her through the corridor until finally they were in a large space with high ceilings. Dim lights set a rather romantic mood to end the evening, and with a flip of a panel: the stars above lit up the room. He set her down on a duvet cover he had earlier placed and then sat down next to her. He didn't expect too much at the moment but she'd come back down to Earth eventually to find herself in the heavens. There was no way she was simply crashing on his couch tonight.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 1:13 pm
Zia would half believe him if she let herself. She gladly took off the heels that had become a puzzle to balance in and jumped up into his arms. "Do it, then," She laughed like a challenge, but easily romanced by the idea of escaping the gravity of Destiny City. To roam kingdoms of space tied only by the politics of planetary borders.
But Zia might as well have been half way to space already. She glanced up at the lights pretending to be stars and a hint of purely innocent joy flickered across her lips for just half a second. Part of her knew they were in the planetarium, another part didn't want to know, and it took her a long time to put two and two together, that they were here way after hours.
"Are we living dangerously tonight, Lalande?" She giggled and flopped on her back to stare up at the light show. "I adore this place," She whispered, and traced the star maps in her brain against the display with her fingers. The planetarium was a favorite place she used to pretend to study at, even when her classes had nothing to do with astronomy. The fact she had endless memories of freely roaming galaxies thanks to Zirconia only made the feeling of being trapped on their puny rock all the worse while senshi and knights zapped around to their homeworlds and outposts.
"Andromeda..." She quipped when she found it, apparently forgetting what they were doing already.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 7:33 pm
"I'd like to think any danger I face is worth it," he said as his eyes fell over Zia's facial expression that glowed under the soft star-like light. A beautiful woman beside him and the stars above him? That could only be rivaled by a star beside him and a beautiful woman above him, or a really good piece of hardware to fiddle with. Given the circumstances though, Pascal wasn't about to go off and play with a computer. Instead he flopped back onto his own back, one arm behind his head like a pillow as he looked up.
He got comfy and in a second Zia's attractiveness rose about 9.6%. He looked to verify and when he realized she was right, well damn, it would be a miracle if Pascal's tongue hadn't fallen out of his mouth like a dog's. He didn't want to insult her by openly wondering how, and instead he played it smooth by raising his hand and pointing a little ways from it.
"There's Pegasus and Perseus as well." He said as he slid over a bit closer to Zia.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 8:12 pm
"The heavenly waters... and there's Aquarius," Zia said, moving her hand out in the other direction and a grin played across her lips, "My favorite," Though she could never tell him it was mostly because she had slowly begun thinking of the Sailor Senshi Aquarius as one of her babies.
She rolled over on her stomach and lightly headbutted him. "This is by far the most impressive bid to get in my fashionably appropriate pants ever," She laughed before getting distracted by petting his hair and the various sensations when everything was just so fabulous. She was in space, damn it, and she was never coming down when everything was clearly amazing up here.
Also she had totally started tracing her little star maps on the light reflecting the stars on his face with absolutely no regard for his personal comfort.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 8:46 pm
There was no Orpheus constellation to trigger an unhappy thought but there was Aquarius. He had been kidnapped from Destiny City back when he was still Cameron, and he had spent most of his time up there on the outpost Aquarius. It had been such an unfortunate event that Pascal had tried his best not to think about it. Mostly horrible with senshi all around him, all the time, the only consolation he had during the event was that Aquarius had a huge library. Although the language was foreign to him, as a scientist he had still enjoyed attempting to figure it out. If only he could have figured it out maybe things would have been different.
It was the touch of Zia's headbutt that brought him back to the present, and the first thing he heard was her admitting that he was the most impressive. He grinned, but how could he not? He loved having his ego stroked, among other things. Her most fashionable appropriate pants? Mmm, Pascal gave a look over her and he had to agree. However, between agreeing and looking he found something he hadn't expected.
The thought was lost momentarily from the feeling of her tracing her fingers over his face in accordance to the star maps, and without even considering her personal comfort he found his hands wrapping around her hips. It was then he found himself reminded, and tilting his head to her touches he whispered, "Do you really have an anguistralobe tramp stamp?" How hot would that be if she really did? She was already amazing, if she really had a tattoo of an anguistralobe then he might just have to ask her to marry him right here and now.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 9:12 pm
He was touching her and Zia didn't flinch for once because it took her forever to even realize it was happening because she was so engulfed in the lights and constellations, the mental connections she was making going on and on in a flipped out swirl of nonsensical thoughts.
She only barely dipped her toe back into reality when he whispered his question in her ear and she slide her sweater up ber back a bit and tried to crane her neck at an impossible angle to see the design of gears and star dust inked on her lower back.
"Oh! I guess I do!" Nothing was real. Stars were on everything. The ink just elicited an amused laugh rather than the appropriate shock of finding you have a tattoo you know nothing about. "Oh, that's awesome!"
She stopped trying to break her back and fell into the natural position he'd pulled her into, finding herself nose to nose with him. "Your toothpaste smells awesome." When you were out of your mind that sounded like appropriate flirting, okay.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 9:23 pm
It hadn't been the response he'd been expecting because simply she seemed more surprised about it than he had. It probably shouldn't have surprised him all that much though because she was pretty out of it right now, although it was possible she was just as out if it when she got the tattoo as she was now. Those were not important though, and what was important to his question was soon under the palm of his hand as it rested over her lower back.
He didn't need any flirting other than her saying that yes, she did have an anguistralobe tattoo. Her nose against his nose, he kissed her with his awesome smelling-toothpaste-cleaned mouth.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 9:41 pm
Zia was not exactly a great kisser tonight, but what could you hope for with a person who kept forgetting where they were. When she finally did notice, she reacted like a surprised airhead at first, and then dug her nails into his shirt with the force she used to pull him closer.
He tasted like stardust.
And that was never going to make any more sense in anyone else's mind. Or hers, once she sobered up. But that definitely wasn't now. He was just so pretty and she didn't have the sense to realize how dangerously she'd allowed him to take control of the situation. She partied, but he didn't. So now she was up in space and he was controlling the light show.
And none of this could get past the wall in her brain, everything devolved into laughter.
"I wanna go on a space walk!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 11:32 pm
And it was an amazing walk that crossed the stars to his bedroom.
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