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Morgan
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May 04, 2014 06:15PM
38 was entranced by her words and her touch. He had never felt anything like it before. Her touch was so refreshing and it kept him wanting more. She was some how keeping him pinned down to the couch with her small delicate hands. He needed to leave before her got punished. If he was caught being out way after his shift he would be taken back to the station by force and he would be transferred to another state, where he wouldn't get distracted and listen to his programmers. He didnt want to leave though. Something in this girl's look made him want to stay. He could decide. He had that power. What was he going to choose?
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Eleanor let her thumb trace his lips, as now it was her who was staring now at his. She then closed her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder. Then realized. "Wait. D-Do you need to go?", she asked as she suddenly stood up, looking around as she quickly shut the blinds, peeking out the window. "I don't want you to get in trouble, I-", she cut herself off as her back was to him. She was about to say "I don't want you to leave though." She raked her hands through her hair as she came to sit down again, looking at him with sad eyes. She didn't meet them as she traced the inside of her wrist gently, pressing down as she felt the burn. She then looked up, saying, "Go. If you have to."
38 felt the warmth of her thumb against his lip and instantly wished it was still there when she pulled it away. He needed to go, he really did, but a strange part of him wouldn't let him leave the couch. Why couldn't he be the good cyborg he was supposed to be? Why did he have to be so rebellious? When she sat back down on the couch next him, telling him to leave if he had to he put two fingers under her chin roughly and made her look up at him. He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead without thinking. What was he doing? Why did he have to be so stupid and disobey everything that everyone had ever taught him? He stood up quickly and went for the door, needing to leave.
Eleanor was in total shock when he had kissed her forehead, she watched him get up and going to the door. She raced after him, unlocking the door as quickly as possible, when she noticed he had stopped for a moment. "Just... Go.", she whispered, as she gave him a gentle push, then shut the door, locking it up again as she did her normal routine, then went back to the couch. She put her head in her hands as she rocked back and forth. She felt so stupid, what was she doing? They had something, even she couldn't deny that but still. She was hurting so much as she realized she would never see him again probably, it was like a sting to her heart. A hard sting.
38 left her house and heard the click of the lock behind him. There was no going back now. He walked done the pathway and onto the sidewalk back to the station. He began to run because he was late... oh so late. He was going to get severely punished for run late. Maybe... maybe if he lied to the programmers he would get away with it and he wouldn't get in trouble.
Eleanor went to the bathroom, her eyes even looked sad as she moved her sleeve back to reveal her scars. She touched them gingerly as she looked at herself again, not seeing what other people saw in her. She hoped she could see him again, they were this close to kissing, so close. She sighed as she ran water on her face, before going to bed, slowly crying herself to sleep, hoping he was okay, she realized then she didn't even know his name, if he had a name.
38 ran down the dark empty sidewalks until he finally reached the station. A programmer met him at the door and instantly pulled him into a doling station where he was thrown into a chair and had electromagnetic strips taped to his forehead. They were reviewing what had just happened in the last hour and why he was so late. When they finished they took him off the chair and began discussing what state they would move him to.
Eleanor woke up in the middle of the night, looking around. She had heard something. She quietly crept out into her living room. She tried to make out a figure in the dark, but she couldn't see anything. She was blind as a bat without her contacts in. She turned around and quickly went back inside, searching her nightstand for them as she heard the figure come in. Her breathing hitched in her throat as she turned around to see bright green eyes looking at her. She found her glasses and shakily put them on, revealing the figure. Those eyes were recognizable anywhere. She covered herself, she was only in a t-shirt with no pants on. http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lop...
(What her glasses look like on her, but not the same person though.)
((Oh is it something I did or wrote?))
((No no no!!!! You're perfectly fine I like rping with you :) it's just I have no idea what to write next and it doesn't help that I have a pounding headache and six other rps going on at the same time))
((Ohhhh okay I feel ya. Well hope you feel better and you can take your time replying! I'm on all night so take your time.))
((Okay thanks :):):):) do you have any ideas for me ???))
((Hm... What if somehow he escaped the people who were trying to send him to a seperate state, or he talked his way out of it, and he comes back to her house, getting in and seeing her, picking off where they left off?))
38 stood still. The room was completely silent except for the fierce whispers of the programmers. He wondered where they would send him next. It was his first day here and he was already being transferred. His eye glanced up to then. They weren't watching. Maybe he could escape... He didnt want to live this life anymore. He knew he was far too different from the rest of the cyborgs. He shouldn't be here. He ran forward, pushing the people down to the ground. He ran out the door. He had to get away, far away. The only problem was, was that they would find him quickly because of his tracking device some where in his body. He ran back down the street to the girls house. He needed her help badly. He stumbled up to her house. All the lights were off and he knew she had locked the door. He stood in front of the wall and begin to climb, he climbed until he found the window that looked like it would be her bedroom. He flung the window open and crawled through, not caring if she was asleep or not.
"What.. Why are you here? I thought you had to go.", she said quietly as she tried to find her pants on the bedroom floor but didn't. She could see his expression was strained, and she could feel the need he had for her in that moment. She didn't care if it was romantic or not, she knew she wanted to fill his need. She walked past him quickly into the living room, standing there as she watched him walk up to her. "What do you need me to do?", she asked him seriously as she gently grabbed her hand for a moment then let it go as she looked up at him. She realized how close they were and she took a tiny step back, she felt vulnerable in just a t-shirt and underwear. She awkwardly rubbed her upper arm, biting her lip.
38 let her pull him into the next room. He wasn't sure whether he should ask her to do it or not but it was very very important. He glanced down at her and noticed she was only in a shirt and underwear. He quickly moved his state elsewhere, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable. "I want you to take out my tracking device." He told her softly.
"I can try.", she replied as she pulled him into the kitchen, trying to find a utensil. She grabbed a knife, scissors, and screwdriver, as she brought him over to the counter, where she searched his body up and down, trying to find a hatch or certain spot. She stopped at his waistline, feeling something, almost like.. A zipper type of thing there. She was very close to his... Area, and she tried not to think about it as she bent down onto her knees and unzipped it, seeing the tracking device and gently took her scissors and went in, cutting the wires, until she got it out, looking at it, then watched it die. "Where should I put it?", she asked, looking down at it, then looked back to him, zipping his waistline back into place.
38 watched her with careful eyes as she took care of his tracking device. He could've never done that. He literally couldn't. He wasn't even allowed to touch it. The programmers made him freeze when ever his hands drew near it. He smiled to himself as she took it out. He took it from we delicate hands and threw it on the ground. Then stepped on it boldly, making sure it would never work again.
"Are you staying here now?", she asked him gently, as she bent down to pick up the pieces, and threw them in her fire place, setting the fire on and watching it burn. She sighed as she sat back on the couch, sighing as she looked over at him, then back to it. Her face was illuminated by the blazing fire. Her bare legs instantly were warmed, she ran her hands down them as she watched the fire, pursing her pout lips. "I normally don't wear my glasses, I'm sorry you have to see me with them.", she muttered as she played with her fingers. She didn't know where he was, but she knew he had to be nearby.
