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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:31 pm
"No." She said softly, looking down at his leg and dabbing gently at the cuts. "No, I don't bleed, I am just machinery covered over. Though, I feel, I do not understand how it works. I can feel heat, cold, pain, pleasure, but I do not bleed."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:36 pm
Cyrus regarded her for a long moment. She was an enigma, though in more ways than one. There was something about who she was that entirely captivating. He could remember when he would visit the House with his lord. She had never been wanting for attention or admirers, his own secret admiration included. Though he had never acted on it. It was not his place. He was there to work and work he did. "Did anything come out when you cut yourself? Maybe oil or something else?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:40 pm
"Yes, maybe, it was a long long time ago now." She replied softly and turned to look up at him with a warm smile. "I must have something to make them run smoothly It stands to reason doesn't it? I just don't know how to get it inside me."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:44 pm
Cy smiled a little as she looked up at him. Yes. Getting it inside did seem to be the difficulty. "Well... there is the literal way by making a cut and putting it in directly, but I would not want to cause you more pain," he frowned a little. "I suspect drinking it would do you no good?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:51 pm
"No, drinking would not work. I have a digestive mechanism like humans. You cannot make cuts, as you saw they don't heal. I would look like a monster and ... I am vain enough to take being immobile over becoming frankenstine's monster." She smirked a little. "I might just be doomed."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:59 pm
Cy's brow furrowed as he thought. There had to be a way. There just had to be. "I refuse to believe that," he announced, turning his eyes up to hers. "We just have to figure something out and we will. I am certain of it. We were not servants of Industry for nothing," he smirked lightly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:06 pm
"Yes, of course. We will think of a way. We have time." She rubbed his leg gently and looked down at it. "there, i think that should be fine, though, perhaps you should sit with me for the afternoon and not do too much work."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:16 pm
Cyrus gave a light snort of laughter at her words. As if a few scrapes would slow him down. "I am not sure I can do that. I have an incurable need to keep moving. Sitting still means that I am wasting time," he smirked and shifted to remove his large leg from her lap and shake his trouser leg down.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:23 pm
"I've noticed." She smirked, watching him shake his trouser leg down. "Well, I will have to do something to keep your attention then won't I?" She gave him a cheeky grin. "Though you've seen everything so I'm not sure there is much left to entice you with."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:26 pm
A rush of warmth flooded across Cy's cheeks and he looked away from her. "I did not see everything. Or... I tried not to. I did not disrespect you by taking advantage of your situation.," he declared and glanced back at her. "Besides... that was well over a year ago."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:30 pm
Elora smiled and watched his embarrassment. She reached out to touch his cheek gently. "I know you would not take advantage of me. I'm sorry, I shouldn't tease. I can't help myself."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:34 pm
Cyrus swallowed a little as she touched his cheek and he turned his head to look down into her eyes. "It is okay," he admitted with a tiny smile. "I suppose I should not be so stiff about things," he smirked a little. "I just do not want you to think poorly of me."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:38 pm
Elora raised an eyebrow and smirked, oh the jokes she could make. Though, no, no she would be good. "You don't have to worry about that. I have only ever thought good things about you. You treat me like a lady which I am most certainly not, you take care of me. I'm a person to you. You realise you're one of the only people to have treated me so well."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:45 pm
Cyrus blinked a little and lifted his brows. "No. I did not realize that. I can't imagine thinking of you as anything but a person or treating you poorly," he said and his brow furrowed again at the thought of others not doing the same. "And I think you are very much a lady. What you did does not define you. It is how you carry yourself," he smiled a little and nodded.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:51 pm
"Well, you can stick around." She smiled moving her hand and leaning her head against his shoulder. "You're very good for my ego." She sighed a little and looked up at the ceiling again. "It's a shame we can't get up there. This place could do with some home comforts. The couch is comfortable but I would like a bed."
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