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 Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 10:46 pm
"Certainly." While Nana made herself more comfortable, Mastema would only embrace her more affectionately. One of his hands would end up on the back of Nana's neck and the other on the small of her back. "Zio, shut off lights." Over a few moments, the lights would dim until they were off, and there was only a minimal amount of moonlight creeping through the curtains. Letting his head down on the pillows, Mastema would keep himself close to Nana like this all night. Even without having enough light to see, Nana would still be able to tell that her lips were touching Mastema's. He wasn't really kissing her, but it was hard to think that putting his head close enough to touch her lips was purely accidental.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 11:05 pm
~///~
z Z z Z z Z z~
*Mastema must have been intent on making Nana flustered all night long, and she probably would be. Lowering her head just a little, Mastema's lips would likely end up on Nana's forehead, while she continued to blush with her eyes lightly shut. Light of breath and soothed, Nana would be out like a light, in mere minutes. Pleasant dreams were likely to follow as well, and hopefully Mastema would sleep too, it was once in a blue moon afterall*
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 11:04 pm
*Once morning arrived, Nana would say goodbye to Mastema for the day, and headed down to the cafeteria. There she could grab a bite to eat, and start drawing up plans for a few random renovations she thought up earlier the night before. Which of those would make it to being put into practice was anyones guess. For now there were two projects in mind, the first was an updating of the master bedrooms attached master bath, the second was a large playground area for the children. Nana would go over measurments, available materials, what could be made for her and so on. Mastema's stamp of approval would be needed for the bathroom as it was a shared living space, for now it was fair sized, held a vanity, single tub, a small shower, toilet, sink, lights, and minimal storage; Nana hoped to expand it a little more, and add some new features*
Mn mn... that might be nice... hmm, these tiles could work too.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 11:19 pm
Home design wasn't exactly Mastema's favorite area of engineering, so it wasn't likely that he'd have too much input on whatever it was Nana was planning. On the other hand, there wasn't much chance that he'd make an objection either; he didn't care too much about the aesthetics of the restroom, either.
After Nana had bid her goodbye, which had actually come after a pleasantly interesting morning, Mastema had eventually gone to the mind to do... whatever it is that he does these days. On this particular day, he was merely confirming the safety of the cell phones Tegral had presented him. Truthfully, Mastema couldn't think anytime in the future that it would be a pleasant thing to talk with Tegral, under nearly any circumstances.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 11:29 pm
*After a few hours of drawing, re-drawing, checking over available materials, looking at samples and so on, Nana would casually finish off a beverage in hand. Once that was done, she would stand up and push her chair back into place, gather up her plans and headed out of the cafeteria on her way up to Mastema in the mind. Since there was no rush, Nana would take the stairs, looking over things again as she accended. Eventually she would end up at the door to the Mind, knocking on it lightly to announce her arrival*
Dear, its me. May I come in?
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 12:11 am
Several hours would have been more than enough time for Mastema to see for himself that the cell phones Tegral had produced were no threat, physically or for the citadel's security. Still, he wasn't keen on the idea of giving Nana the phone that had been intended for her. He was set on keeping to his word that Tegral would have to go through him before he could even hope to talk with Nana, and that was assuming Nana would consent to talking with the homicidal general.
"Of course, dear." He chuckled lightly to himself, shutting off any screens that might have been showing results of his investigation of the phones. As Nana walking into the room, Mastema turned to her with a soft smile. "And there's no need to say 'it's me;' don't you think I can recognize your voice by now?" He passed her a wink. When Nana entered, she probably wouldn't notice that the door had locked behind her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 12:32 am
^_^;
I suppose you would at that.
*The plans would now be semi-rolled up in her hands, and easily visible to Mastema. As long as nothing serious occured, Nana could share her plans and then if all went well, could get things cleaned up for the renovations. The materials would take some time to be gathered, built and stuck together so if things were a go, renovations would begin tomorrow sometime. Nana would be foreman of the job of course, making sure any little details were looked after. Infact along side the plans she also had a measuring tape, something she had with her while working on the plans in the cafeteria*
H-here, I have something for us to go over. I've been thinking about it for a while.
*The bathroom, renovation plans would casually be handed over to Mastema, after which Nana would move over to one side of the thrown, to look at them with him. The measuring tape would remain in hand for now*
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 1:21 am
"I could probably tell it was you even if you hadn't said anything. Call it husband's intuition?" He jested lightly, reclining back into his throne. He couldn't shake the fact that he noticed Nana was stuttering a little bit, which meant she wasn't entirely confident about talking with something. He aimed to get rid of that timidity.
"Oh? For a while? I'd be happy to take a look." After taking the plans, Mastema didn't immediately look at them. Instead, it seems he was waiting for Nana to move to his side. Once Nana found her place beside the throne, Mastema would suddenly wrap one arm around Nana's waist before taking the plans and holding them open in both of his hands. Now he was able to hold the plans while having one hand around Nana's waist. "So, tell me what all this is then."
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 1:36 am
o.o | ~ heart
Its the bedroom dear. More specifically the part to look at is the master bath. That would be page two and three...
*Nana had handed over perhaps five pages, each with a bit of this and that on it, as far as the bathroom renovations were concerned. Some pages had measurements, others small drawings of potential layouts, or lists of materials Nana might like to use. Meanwhile, while Mastema had hold of Nana, she would move an arm around the back of Mastema, resting it lightly on one of his shoulders. The other still held the measuring tape, so it was left to idle in hand by Nana's chest*
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 11:57 pm
Mastema had no trouble flipping between pages while one arm was around Nana; telekinesis was useful like that. He would take a moment to silently look over the design ideas before even attempting to make sense of the measurements. He'd thought Nana was down on the lower floor, so he wasn't sure how Nana would have been able to make any measurements of the current bathroom. "Hmmhmm, you want to expand on it I take it? I have no problems with that. I suppose the robots need something to do anyway...."
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 12:10 am
Yes, the master bath would need to be expanded a little to accomidate the new design, and we do have pleanty of space to expand into.
*With the re-design the master bath would take up, perhaps 1/6th of the room, if even that. A few robots could be spared to help out, so that would make things both faster and easier too. Perhaps now would be a good time for Mastema to weigh in on some of the materials, since he would also have to live with them later. On the sheets of paper, Nana had a few things scribbled down, like marble tiles, slate tiles, trabertine tiles, and so on. There were several materials marked out for use, but Nana hadn't yet made a solid decision on them, hoping to get some added input from Mastema*
Also-- I was wondering... if I could take a height and depth measurement of the throne? Its important to one of the design features.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 12:41 am
"Well by all means feel free to move forward with any designs once you've had them looked over by Zio or another system to make sure everything is sound engineering wise." Mastema would at least grant a look to the other pages of Nana's plan. Once she was certain on the exact measurements and procedures she wanted done, it wouldn't be hard to have Zio or some other computer with the right program apply the requirements to a real design. Once those pages were done, he would offer the pages back to Nana. "The throne? Well certainly but throne itself doesn't belong to the bedroom. But, I suppose I don't need you to tell me everything then." He chuckled and reclined back in his seat.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 1:02 am
^//^;;
Khnn...
*Taking the pages back from Mastema, all Nana needed to do now was measure the height and depth of the throne where Mastema sat. Not the entire throne, just the actual height at which Mastema's joints bent to comfortably be seated there. This would ensure at least part of Nana's designs would be just the perfect fit for Mastema. Then once she got back into the bedroom, the real measuring and work up could get going. With their room being worked on, the two would likely have to sleep elsewhere, as the renovations would not be quiet. Either that or they could both remain awake and do a little more than usual until the renovations were complete*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 1:17 am
For a moment, Mastema seemed to be completely relaxed in his throne, though he kind of doubted that throne was the most appropriate word for this chair. "But as I said, I think you have more taste for the art and fashion than I do. I suppose you might say I'm a little simpler...." He grinned and turned to Nana again, his arm still around her waist from before. Just a few moments later, Mastema had used that same arm to spin and topple Nana over the arm of the throne, landing her seated abruptly in his lap, with his other arm behind her back and holding her up. "Who needs all the fashion as long as I know I share my bed with you..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 1:30 am
eh-- ah.. Khnn.. Ahh!
*At his reply of being simpler, Nana would stutter. However before she could do much else, she was spun about and off her feet. A light yelp of surprise would follow her stuttering as she toppled. It was almost surprising that Nana hadn't dropped her papers, though the measuring tape was another matter. Well if anything, Mastema certainly knew how to get Nana blushing, she'd likely have her rosey tinted cheeks all afternoon*
.///.
ah-ahh...
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