bakerstreet | Do it to me one more time.

Fight! [ (affectionate) ]

Leave me alone.

That sort of goes without saying, doesn't it? You don't look very approachable.

Why did you approach?

Hmm...

[Thinking, thinking...]

... I'm not really sure, to be honest! I just got the urge to share my thoughts! But I probably would've kept walking if you hadn't said that thing about leaving you alone, so I guess that backfired.

[ it's a refreshingly straightforward answer. some people just like to share their thoughts; he's learned to accept that. ]

So you like to do the opposite of what others want.

[And some people like sharing their thoughts to the point where it annoys everyone around them.]

Oh, no! I'd much rather spread cheer! Which might be part of the reason I approached you, come to think of it? Saying "leave me alone" with a serious look on your face just makes you seem gloomy. I thought you could use some sunshine in your life, so I generously called out to you... yep, that's probably what happened.

[ gloomy? sunshine. generously???

he's learned to work with annoying chatterboxes with no sense of self-preservation, sure. but this boy is so pure and earnest that Heero has to look away.

it's... blinding. ]

I'm from space. Sunshine doesn't mean much to me.

Ah, so that's how it—

[His eyes bug out.]

... wait, you're from where exactly?

[ he hesitates, but. well. it isn't like that's classified (or even important) information in a place like this.

Heero answers. ]

LaGrange Point One colony cluster. I don't remember which colony.

Er... The colony's not the important part...

[He shakes his head. Never mind that he's the one who asked.]

Honestly, I'm not sure how to take this. If you're from space, does that mean you're an alien?

[ he did say exactly. usually a significant request in Heero's line of work. ]

It's normal.

[ it's hard for him to stay annoyed with someone asking the same questions a small child might ask when meeting a colonist for the first time. if the kid knew better, that would be a different story.

a shame that there is nothing about Heero's expression that lightens in severity ]

There are some voluntary genetic modifications, like radiation resistance. We're still human.

["Voluntary genetic modifications." Right.

It sounds like a load of nonsense to him. He knows people with some pretty out-there backstories, but nothing along those lines. Still, there's nothing at all in this boy's demeanor to suggest he's joking around (or that he's capable of joking in the first place). What would be the point in making such things up?]

Nothing about that says "normal," I'm afraid. But I suppose that's a matter of perspective, so let's set that aside for now.

[The frown on his face dissipates. It's not that he's stopped feeling confused, but rather, he's given up on understanding. There's no point in asking for a lecture on "radiation resistance," so let's just focus on the stuff he does know.]

If you've really been trapped in space, I can't blame you for feeling glum! I imagine it'd be fun at first, but that I'd be begging to be off the ship within a day or two. But I take it that's not an option? Or rather, you live on some colony somewhere, and not a spaceship...? What do people do for fun in such places?

[ and yet, being from space is by far the most normal thing about Heero Yuy's backstory.......

the more words come after another, the more easily Heero can believe that this is the type of person who would indeed be insufferable to share a confined space with after a period of time. but then, his bar for that is extremely low... and also irrelevant. he has to spend time with people whether he likes it or not now. ]

A well-established colony is functionally the same as any city on Earth.

[ he assumes that also answers the question about what people do for fun. Heero wouldn't know. ]

Do you feel trapped on Earth?

[Hey, Hiyori's old roommate managed to spend long periods of time alone with him without losing his mind. ... Mostly.]

Hmm, is that right?

[Hiyori thinks about that for a second and then nods, cheerfully oblivious.]

Makes sense! I just wasn't sure how advanced civilization was up there. But that must mean you have shopping, karaoke, cafés and other things, right? In that case, I take back what I said earlier! That kind of life doesn't sound too bad. Though, the lack of sunlight is still a shame...

[As usual, he rambles, before circling back around to Heero's question.]

Nope, not really! I have my responsibilities, of course, just like everyone else my age. But when things get too heavy, I simply make plans to go have fun! All work and no play would be the most dreadful weather. That wouldn't happen to be your situation, would it?

[It would explain the dour personality.]

[ all of those activities sound like normal hobbies young people his age might be doing, so Heero nods along. yes, he's sure those all exist. he's certainly shopped and passed by a cafe before. ]

Artificial light meets human needs.

[ even plant life only requires a narrow spectrum of visible light to thrive... but he chooses not to elaborate. perhaps there's something sentimental about the sun that Heero doesn't understand. he considers that as a possibility.

by the time he tunes all the way back into the conversation (having recognized Hiyori was rambling), Heero realizes he's gotten lost. ]

Weather?

I suppose so. Still, that doesn't sound ideal...

[But no sooner has he trailed off than he realizes how lame he sounds. Of course this boy's circumstances are far from ideal; otherwise he probably wouldn't have that personality. Even Hiyori, in all his privilege, can't claim his life has always been perfect. But to deprive someone of the sun, well...]

Oh, that? That's just a figure of speech.

[His voice regains its usual cheeriness as he explains,]

Surely you must've heard expressions like "When it rains, it pours" or "Throw caution to the wind" before, right? It's just like that!

[ Heero doesn't think Hiyori sounds lame, and by simple logic... the less an uninvolved person understands about circumstances like his, the better. why should someone so far removed from war have to worry about its consequences? he neither wants, nor expects that.

he has no idea he looks dour, of course. at least his expression is cool, not hot with contempt. ]

That one is new to me.

[ he has a grand total of 5 or 6 conversational partners. far fewer who talk about emotions! ]

Hm, well, it's also in my name. "Weather," that is. ... ah, but I guess you wouldn't know my name, since they probably don't have television reception up in space. Er, unless they do...?

[He thinks about that for a second, then shakes off the confusion and smiles.]

Well, whatever! I'm Tomoe Hiyori! "Tomoe" as in "spiral," and "Hiyori" as in "weather"! What might your name be?

Elec-

[ Heero pauses, reconsidering how interested this boy would be in a lecture on the propagation of electromagnetic waves through space. Heero isn't even interested. ]

There's TV.

[ Hiyori's enthusiasm for describing the origins of his name is... completely unrelatable, for Heero, but a little more interesting than electromagnetism. He wonders if most people have a story behind their name.

(Heero's colleagues will be SO proud of him for making it to the self introduction stage.) ]

Heero Yuy.

[ since Hiyori went on to elaborate, Heero follows his lead. ]

He was a famous colonist who advocated for pacifism. I was given the same name.

Oh? Well, that name certainly sounds heroic!

[Ha, ha.]

I know someone with that name, actually. Though I suppose it'd be more accurate to say I know someone who knows someone. I've never talked to him myself, but it seems he's been shaped into a rather useful weapon...

[And then he proceeds not to bother to explain what that means.]

Any~way! I know you just wanted to be left alone. But it's not every day I meet someone from space, so thanks for that opportunity. And I'm sure it's not every day you meet someone as radiant as I am, so it seems we've both benefitted!

Ride with me.

Where to, my lady?

Could I just. Have a hug?

If it would make you feel better, child, I am not in the habit of sending away those in need of comfort.

...Just put me out of my misery, please?

If you see me sleeping anywhere other than my room, please keep walking. Enjoy the rest of your day.

Can I sleep in your bed if you happen to be sleeping elsewhere?

[ She's such a couch potato that she sleeps on couches than beds. It's been forever since she feels like she can stretch out like a starfish while snoozing ]

You're welcome to it, but what happened to your bed? I could flatter myself and propose that you'd like to spend some time in my presence, but I suspect that isn't the case.

I...

[ Sofia pauses, trying not to blush from the shame of why. She clears her throat and returns to her usual stoic face ]

It broke. I had company.

Ah.

[ Midnight looks down and laughs to himself, but when he looks back at Miss Sinclair, it's without any judgment. Amusement, yes, but he can't say he hasn't been in the same position before. Stones in glass houses. ]

Until you procure a new one, then. Or until you have it repaired? Either way, you're welcome to it.

Thanks. I'm gonna hibernate in it now.

[ Sofia catches his expression and wondered if there's some disappointment in there, especially after his little boast. She does think he's cute, at least. Exactly her type when it comes to men. But she's not really skilled in expressing her interest in those other than being really blunt about it ]

Might be a while. As of right now I still owe the city millions in repairs.

[ And could be why her ship is currently out of her reach. ]

You still haven't elucidated as to why you've refused donations toward your endeavor, you know. Or is this an objection leveled toward me specifically?

[ Asked very wryly, with his visible eyebrow raised. The reality is that he is completely aware of the many, many reasons why one would refuse his help, but he does like bringing it up every now and then. Just a reminder that no one on this ship is doomed to be alone.

As to whether there's any disappointment... No more than usual? In that he's used to constant rejection from the women that he asks out at this point. He's not one to feel possessive about much of anyone, though. He values his own freedom when it comes to his personal affairs too freely to even begin to understand how to covet others. Not that that kind of jealousy isn't in him... But he learned his lesson about envy not too long ago. The lesson still stings.

~~also ma'am? uh???? no offense but he's not even MY type LMAO~~ ]

[ ~~Just appearance-wise! But she is very weird either way I'm sorry for her orz~~

Sofia grunts - her typical reaction to virtually anything - waving a hand. It's a pride thing. The bed one wasn't fully serious so it didn't hurt her pride to ask it, but actual help? Even if there's probably a catch and from someone like him? She will suffer before she accepts any helping hand. ]

I refuse donations from anybody. If I can handle a situation on my own, I'll do it myself.

[ Spoken like she has a plan. Which she clearly doesn't ]

... You know, I've met quite a few people in my life, but the amount of people who could handle a million dollar debt with your grace is very rare. Would you mind enlightening me on how you're going about it?

[ A lot of words when he could've just said "bet". Not pretentious enough, though.

~~live ur truth girl i am confused but rooting for u!!!~~ ]

I need a fuckin' massage.

I can help with that! Hado-san tells me I'm really good with my hands!

Deal!

[ And like magic, a massage bed appeared for Mirko to jump on. ]

No take backs, okay? [ She grinned, making herself right at home. She was, of course, gonna make the most of it. ]

—My shoulders and lower back are killing me!

[ Woah! Magic!! Mirio stares for a minute, awestruck, before grinning and rolling up his sleeves. ]

Hey, it's the least I can do! You've saved my behind more than a few times, y'know.

[ There's no hesitation as he steps up next to the massage bed, though he does take a second to glance around and - oh, wow! A little side table with body oil just appeared, too! He applies some to his hands before reaching up and pressing his broad palms to Mirko's shoulders, kneading carefully for now as he tries to find a good rhythm. ]

[ Mirko hummed while kicking out her feet her behind her, waiting for her glorious massage. ]

Oh, don't mention it! [ She grinned. ] I'll save you a thousand more times if it means I get a massage every weekend?

[ So what if she was totally taking advantage of the fact that Mirio was an angel blessed from heaven. Mirko wanted free massages! And she wanted them every weekend!

She sighed into his soft hands as they got started on her shoulders. Mirko was reaping 8 years of being a pro hero in this single massage. Yes, she would enjoy this. ]

-Can you feel that three year knot? I swear it's growing it's own brain.

Do it to me one more time.

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