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 Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 1:55 pm
Startled from the memory by whispered words that didn't belong, Fiach's eyes slowly returned to Sionce's mask. Not fully withdrawing from the clutches of that evil vision until he felt the weight of his friend rest ever so lightly against him. Though he was grateful to his friend for bringing him out of his reverie, Fiach was also confused. Even after the incident with Emile, Sionce had been so concerned about his welfare. Sionce had always seemed so strong, yet those words sounded faintly as if they were a plea. One that was both heart felt...and impossible to ignore.
Returning his grasp to Sionce's hand, as a means of returning his attention more directly to the situation at hand, Fiach gave a faint, grateful smile to Sionce. With Trisste standing at Li'tae's side, Fiach had to resist the urge to give Sionce another hug, one of heartfelt thanks, for bringing him out of the memories Li'tae had so happily dredged up. Instead settling for a quiet whisper that Fiach hoped would suffice to express his feelings.
"...Thanks...Sionce..."
Even if Sionce didn't really know what he was thanking him for, Fiach was too grateful to really care. His thanks given, he turned his attention back to Li'tae. The smile turning to a frown at the sight of the Hacker droid, Fiach's eyes narrowed in displeasure. So his suspicions had been right. Li'tae had read his journal. With a glower for the hacker droid, Fiach hoped Li'tae hadn't seen fit to tell anyone else what he'd read. And made a note to himself to change the password, to something more difficult. Or simply stop writing in the journal in the first place.
Watching the two humans with silent eyes, Li'tae wondered if they realized how similar the two pairs really were at that moment. Feeling Trisste seem to shrink as he watched them, he realized that the humans and droids had a lot in common. More than he had ever realized. Refusing to feel any pangs of guilt for how he had made Fiach feel, he did feel pain for how Trisste appeared to be feeling. As a single tear fell from his partner's eyes, Li'tae's eyes turned cold and hard as he looked at Sionce.
How could the man hurt someone that loved him so? Even as a simple 'unfeeling' Hacker, Li'tae understood the feelings of betrayal Trisste was oozing.
His 'heart' began to feel as though it would turn to ice and burst when Trisste removed his arm from his shoulders and said he was taking his leave. What had happened to the strong Trisste that had tackled him earlier? Even though he preferred the idea of being the stronger one, the one on top all the time...he had to admit, it had been a bit of a thrill for his partner to have been so...dominant. Regretting the strange meeting that had just occurred even more, Li'tae sighed as Trisste started to move away from him.
Bright blue eyes looked at the humans as if to damn them, before noticing Sionce's shift in position, and his call out to Trisste. Though he felt relieved that the human seemed to have come to understand what he'd done...he still felt horrible that the two cared so much for one another. Feeling slightly numb as Sionce's gaze turned to one of pleading in his direction, Li'tae nodded mutely, blue eyes turning to ice as he turned to grasp at his friend's arm.
"We had a deal, Trisste. You're not backing out now. I take the hits, you do the talking."
Glancing back at the humans, he sighed, before letting a smirk touch his lips as he returned his look to Trisste, his words for Trisste's ears alone, "Besides, its not like I won't know where to find you. You owe me for that teasing earlier. And I plan to collect in full after this is all done."
Li'tae's eyes grew just a little harder as he thought to himself, You made me feel weak, Trisste. I'll take my pride back for how dominant you were, just you wait.
Feeling, more than he felt, Sionce move around to stand so that Trisste could see him, Fiach realized their hands were intertwined and felt a sudden, sharp pang of guilt. Pulling his injured hand from Sionce's grasp, he attempted an easy grin at his friend. Though he needed Sionce, to keep him grounded, the look on Trisste's face indicated that right then...Trisste needed Sionce more. If only to accept him, he needed Sionce.
Whispering softly to Sionce, Fiach finally smiled, "Looks like he needs you. I don't think Li'tae will stop you from going to him...so go."
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 9:30 pm
If he could have at the moment, Trisste would have probably turned a mite bit red when Li'tae drew close and whispered in his ear about paying him back, but as his condition currently stood he was in no mood for it and instead his cheeks stayed a pale color.
Even when Sionce had called out his name and moved enough that he seemed to be making an effort to approach Trisste's side, the Hacker-droid simply stayed pale in his color and turned his eyes down towards the cement. He'd been burned enough for the evening, even though only minutes before he'd been in heaven, and almost all of his being was regretting getting a body like this.
"No. I'm going."
Trisste turned his body all the way around to face the trio behind him, and his words were quite unusual for his personality. Trisste, who would never refuse Sionce. Trisste, who would always smile or cry. Here instead, now that he had a body, Trisste was a being that was bordering running away.
"Trisste, don't go either! I'm...I'm sorry, alright!?!"
Sionce moved away from Fiach's side, completely letting go of the man's hand and getting out in front of him. His steps didn't carry him far, just enough that if he actually reached out know he could catch Trisste, as he was standing by Li'tae's side.
"I'm...I'm sorry. I don't...I honestly don't know what to think of you like this, or what to do now that you're like this."
Sionce was speaking his honest feelings, though once again they were crushed and muffled behind the mask he wore. His own gaze was turned downwards as he spoke, the mask pointing at the cement with each passing word, and the only way to truly see his emotions lay in the faint trembling of his body.
"I never thought I'd see you outside of a computer, and it scares me. I'm scared of you, but....but don't go, okay?"
Trisste found what Sionce was saying to be a bit more believable now than the mere seconds before, he with a deep frown on his face he shook off Li'tae's hand, which was still on his arm, before striding forward and placed his hands on Sionce's shoulders. the human youth, clearly shocked at this action, would have jumped backwards and away if he'd had enough time to react.
"So I scare you, hm? I finally got a body so I can talk to you face to face, help you out with extra hands, and hold you when you're crying....and you tell me that I scare you? I don't believe it."
What Trisste didn't know was that Sionce really was telling the truth, but he was a little peeved now from being betrayed and then being called back. The problem with a robot is no matter how good the 'emotions' they lack the reasoning that often drives a human, and with that in play Trisste reached up and tore Sionce's mask from his face.
He didn't care for the reactions that it caused from Li'tae and Fiach, as he was mostly interested in seeing the look on Sionce's face. Despite the belief that they were always together and knew everything about one another, Sionce almost always wore his mask at home, so even Trisste was never privy to seeing the different faces he wore when he changed his moods. Now without his mask Sionce was defenseless, and for an added bit of good measure Trisste squeezed his palm shut and crushed the edge of it, causing the plaster bunny mask to start to crumble.
"Sionce, you know how Fiach asked you to ask me for a secret about you that only I would know? I took your secret from you, and now all you can do is walk around with it exposed on your face for him to see."
Sionce didn't know what to do, what to say, and Trisste seemed a little bit pleased with this. He was sure they would make up again tomorrow, or maybe even later that evening, but for now he pleasured himself in the fact that his human master had become powerless because of him. So, to push things a little further and to test what he could do, Trisste pushed Sionce down to his knees with little effort and joined him, staring him in the eyes.
"Let's see how you go from here."
With those final words, Trisste placed his lips over Sionce's in a passionate kiss that broke once the human boy gathered his senses and pushed back with all of his might, knocking the Hacker-droid over and clumsily to his feet.
Sionce's face was a pale shade of red and white, his breath short and hot as he covered his mouth and tried to fight back his tears. he couldn't say anything, couldn't think of anything, but could only watch as Trisste turned and looked at him and Fiach with a smirk before turning to Li'tae and blanching for a moment.
"Ah...you..."
He opened his mouth to speak, to say something angry and harsh, yet the words dropped away as Trisste quickly made on his heels into the building and away from his side and sight.
This..this wasn't happening, and Sionce turned to look at Fiach with his own mixture of dread and fear. What now?
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 10:15 pm
Li'tae merely stared at Trisste as his friend went through the motions before coming to an abrupt decision. One completely unlike him, but one that Li'tae understood very well. The situation had gotten out of hand, and he'd never known Trisste to stay in control of anything for very long. It didn't surprise him that his partner was willing to turn tail and run, rather than stand and confront. He knew that this was part of why he loved him, that if Trisste weren't the sort to talk, or leave, Li'tae would not get along with him so well. It was because of who this hacker droid was, that Li'tae was slowly learning that sometimes, it was all right to not be in total control. That occasionally, it was all right to allow someone else to dominate, to be on top.
It was because of this person, that Li'tae was learning that loving someone wasn't something in a book, or a silly childish story. That it was real, and it could happen to anyone.
And so it was with soft eyes that he watched his partner, closely, there for him if he needed, but unwilling to step in and intervene. If Trisste had anything to say, he may as well say it. Somehow, Li'tae felt that if the agony of betrayal were not so prevalent, Trisste would have merely run to Sionce and thrown his arms around him. Though his partner had promised him differently earlier, some part of his 'heart' was reserved. Distrusting, unbelieving that it was true.
A small sneer touched Li'tae's lips as Sionce made his way towards them, stuttering, nearly stumbling over himself. The man was afraid, unable...unwilling...to see the truth, to make amends, to understand. Hackers were not simply binary codes, but were real people. It amused Li'tae that this human was so inept at social interactions, when humans themselves were the ones who had designed the Hackers to live and learn to be like them.
Who would want to be like the humans? So weak, so pitiful. So unable to see past themselves, and look to the truth.
Frowning when Trisste shook his hand off, Li'tae's heart felt as though it were wrapped in an icy hand. Watching as if in slow motion, when his friend ripped the mask from Sionce's face. Leaving the man bereft of his shield, the one thing he'd carried for so long, to hide himself away from the world. Unable to even manage a witty quip at the action, he watched, stunned, when his friend crumbled the mask in his strong hands.
Not wanting to see his friend's anger, but unable to tear his eyes from the sight, completely enthralled by this side he'd never seen. The cold words that left his partner's mouth left Li'tae both amused - and almost afraid. Never had he thought Trisste could be so utterly cold, could hurt the man that he loved so much. And part of Li'tae wondered if someday...Trisste would hurt him, as he was hurting Sionce.
The surprise on his face only grew as Trisste shoved Sionce to his knees, before joining him on the floor. A sudden rush in his ears as the pounding of his heart grew, he wanted to tell Trisste not to, but was unable to pry his dried mouth open long enough to voice his protests. Somehow, he knew exactly what Trisste was going to do. And the fact that the person he thought he had loved would be so cruel...was surprising.
Seeing their lips meet in a kiss that Li'tae had thought was what Trisste would share with only him, he felt a flurry of anger and jealousy stir beneath his breast. How could Trisste do this? Even to seek revenge on the man who had hurt him, how could he do that in front of one he'd professed to love?
As the ice of Li'tae's heart glazed itself over into his eyes, he merely stared with numb eyes at Sionce, who stuttered and stumbled once again. His blue eyes sought the eyes of this man who had stolen something from him, unable to watch as Trisste stood so clumsily. Hating himself for it, Li'tae realized the feelings in his heart...were that of betrayal, of disgust for the human at his feet, and pain at having seen the one that he was coming to love kiss another man.
Unable to look at the broken creature that was a human he'd slowly been coming to at least be able to stand. For Trisste, perhaps, but he was coming to terms with the fact that if he wanted one, he would have to be around the other. Not a happy realization, but one that could have been dealt with.
Lips curling back in disgust, Li'tae nearly spat on the man before growling, "You disgust me."
Barely managing to tear his eyes from the stuttering being, Li'tae reached out and encompassed Trisste's wrist in a crushing grasp, turning his icy gaze on his fellow droid. A small, feral growl issued itself from deep within his throat as his lips pulled into a small snarl. He was angry, and he certainly wouldn't hide it. Pulling Trisste close, he breathed into the droid's face. "You. owe. me."
He wouldn't specify what, but with that, Li'tae gave a small smirk to Fiach, before pulling Trisste towards Fiach's bedroom. It was a private place he could vent his frustrations out in. Let alone what he suspected might be done later, for now he was angry, and wanted to have words with this hacker.
Now you owe my doubly. You made me feel weak, and you stole a part of me when you kissed that human.
Through it all, Fiach merely managed to stare at the droids and his friend. He had never thought he would see Trisste in such an anger as he'd just seen him. But then, Fiach realized he'd never anticipated seeing the hackers as actual humans. Droids or not...it was clear they had emotions, and felt them as strongly as any human.
His jaw dropped open when he saw the hacker droid shove his friend to his knees, and he started as if to move forward, to step in, but something held him back. Fiach wasn't sure if it was fear, dread, or just something in the hacker's eyes, but something told him he shouldn't interfere. Looking at Li'tae, the anger and displeasure that displayed itself so openly...Fiach knew it was most definitely fear. They were droids, and were likely stronger than him. He'd been in enough fights recently that he didn't want to go looking for another one.
As he saw Trisste press his lips into Sionce's, Fiach felt a small pang of surprise, and an even stronger one of confusion. Why had Trisste said he would show Fiach a secret, that without the mask he could see the truth? Why was Sionce stuttering and looking so terribly at him? What was there to dread? Certainly Sionce hadn't thought he'd be...angry for the kiss? For the truth, perhaps?
But why would he be angry with the truth? Slow realization made its way onto Fiach's face as he felt some pieces of the puzzle begin to drop into place. While he didn't fully understand, he thought he was starting to see that Sionce was, at the least, concerned over their friendship.
Unable to take the look of horror on his friend's face, Fiach made his slow, lumbering way towards the trio. He didn't want to anger anyone else, and so moved carefully. Half expecting Li'tae to start ripping throats out as he let out a growl and muttered something at Trisste. With a sigh as he gazed down at his injured friend, he knelt at his side before wrapping a long arm around his shoulders.
"Come on, Sionce. Let's get you out of here. I'll...make you some tea, if you want."
Steeling his eyes as he glanced up at the Hackers, he resisted the urge to make any scathing remarks before gently guiding Sionce to his feet, and towards the door. He didn't want to be around all of this tension anymore, it was wearing him down, and by the look on Sionce's face...he couldn't take it anymore either.
Not knowing if Adalia was home, Fiach carefully, gently, ushered Sionce towards the familiar path of his own home, attempting to force all thoughts of what had just happened out of his mind, and deep within it. Things to ponder on later...when there was no risk of growing angry around anyone. If he ever dealt with them at all.
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