exsiliumlogs | (no subject) (part 2)

I don't know how many police are in this town.

[ She shrugs a little, stays at a safe distance (for them both). ]

I'm Max. A transport, I assume like you. What's your name?

It was difficult not to fixated her attention on the feel of his fingers tracing along the length of her scar. He had never once used it as her description in his search of her, and she knew why. The scar on her face, just as the one along his side, were a sign of their dedication to the Guild, but to each other as well. It was intimate and a silent declaration of their bond, and neither of them would ever dream of using it against them.

She said nothing when he spoke. His words were so full of deep thought for what was to come, and she could tell that he would be a good Guild Master, for he cared for the values and honour of their Guild. When his fingers hooked under her jaw, she showed no resistance to his gesture as he tilted her head back so that she was staring right up into his eyes. There was such a fierce determination held within them, and she felt the old desire for him momentarily flare up within, before she was smiling at him in a way that showed her dedication.

"The Guild will return to glory under your command," Elza managed to murmur moments before Clive closed the distance between them. She felt his mouth crush against her own, and the gunner returned the gesture with just as much fire and passion with the room he allowed her to. The pain of his fingers digging into her jaw only seemed to excite her further, and she did what she could to keep her mind focused on the present and not allow it to get away from her.

It was over just as quickly as it begun, and she could feel the tingling feeling reverberating through them as his bruising force left. He had always had such strength within, and the intensity beneath the gesture left her momentarily stunned even as he began to step around and walk off again. Smirking subtly to herself, her fingers came up to press against her lips as her mind seemed to fixate on that kiss, and she wondered if, even for a moment, they could get back what they once had.

"You always did know how to show a girl a good time," Elza muttered before turning to follow after his wake.

[He's about to make some remark on how weird shit is exactly the type to be avoided when Kazu speaks again. He doesn't fully share the sentiment--if there's something safe and unchanging, why bother moving out?--but he understands it.]

We're at war. Are we allowed to just... wander off however we please?

It was strange to think that someone had faith in him to be a Guild Master at all. It wasn't like he had been trained fully for the position, but it had fallen to him when the others had fallen. He was the only Knight Class Gunner remaining and Sturm allowed him to fire the rifle. He didn't want the position, but it was his responsibility now, and it was too painful to consider doing it alone. Kelley had always had his and Elza's support; he had no one but Sturm who could be very fickle.

Still to hear Elza acknowledge that he might have the ability pleased him greatly, to have a vote of confidence, to not be alone in coping with the title in the beginning. It was why he kept walking away from her, to avoid the tightening of his chest as he moved out of the town towards the foothills where their camp was. Maybe he could manage to develop those skills here to take back?

"When we get back to Exsilium... we should make gun powder together," he suggested over his shoulder. It wasn't an offer he made lightly because of what it could mean. He wasn't entirely certain it was wise to let things go back to the way things had once been, but... what they had now was of comfort to him. A chance he would never have on their world anymore.

[You can almost see the film reference flying over his head. But he glances in the direction Dick gestured. Shot somebody?]

What are you going to do with him?

[ She'll just get a handy little text or something later when they get back to Exsilium. ]

What? No, I want alcohol. I don't want water. I'm pretty sure I don't want water. Like, damn sure.

[That was

terrible WHAT DID HE JUST LISTEN TO. Allen watches the man walk off with an expression of increasing despair/embarrassment, mourning another lost opportunity. They have a mission, here! It's presumably important!!]

I think we should try something believable next time!

What's the point? It's not like it'll be worth anything when they send us back.

Elza didn't catch up to where Clive was ahead of her. It was more out of respect than anything else, and the gunner somehow felt that it was best to keep that distance between them. A lot had happened in such a short amount of time for them both, but her once-lover always had a difficult time adjusting and accepting new situations.

Following along silently behind him, it was Elza's turn to find herself wordlessly surprised by his sudden suggestion. Clive always had a way of asking for things by making it sound so innocent and unassuming, but the gunner knew well exactly what the Guild Master's intentions were.

"Will we be making it as we once did?" Elza smoothly asked in return. There was no doubt that he'd know well what she meant, just as she was aware of the gift he had given her in return. He would say no, without a doubt, but that wouldn't stop her from reminding him of the fun they used to have either. There were many times together that she had favoured, and those intimate moments of making their gun powder together had undoubtedly been one of them.

[Seeing that look on Allen's face turns his tone a mite defensive.]

C'mon, I thought these guys hate coyotes! And I was gonna have him run the fuck away after that!

[THAT'S BELIEVABLE, RIGHT.]

They hadn't entirely reconciled in the last week together, but the bridge had been mended a little. There was plenty that he still had to work out for himself, and he knew that she had her own demons to consider. Yet, sleeping next to each other so simply had eased some of the worries that plagued him. He had slept well despite it being in the dirt.

Why had he asked? Because leaving behind the closeness that they both needed didn't seem like an option anymore. He was in no means hurrying, but they really only had each other for the time being. He... also had plenty to make up for in how he had treated her, bent on his vengeance, hurt beyond belief by the viciousness of her betrayal.

He knew what she meant, and he looked over his shoulder to sight her silhouette behind him. "I'll let you decide how you wish to present yourself, and it will be a guess on how I will until the time comes," he remarked tonelessly, even if he knew she would be aware of his potential to tease her back.

[ Her smile widens a little bit at that. ] Somewhere with swimsuits would be ideal, I quite agree.

[ A glance over. ] What for?

[It's why Kazu nearly hadn't brought it up at all, but he's been getting antsy—storm riders don't do well cooped up for too long. Rest assured that Shinji will get to see pictures if they do find any weird shit.]

Pretty sure other people's done it. I'm guessing it won't be too bad s'long as we don't go all the way to the UE.

She had asked mostly to tease him, for she knew that neither of them were ready for it. Whether they were ready or not wouldn't prevent her from teasing him though, as that was something that hadn't changed on her end... would never change. He needed it as much as she did, which was why she kept soldiering on like she did.

"Leaving me guessing? How cruel, Handsome," Elza lightly teased. She was, as always, unaffected by his toneless remark, and brushed it off as if it meant nothing to her. It didn't mean anything in a lot of ways, as he often reacted in such ways when attempting to hide himself from her.

[ Okay, that's a funny look for a horse. ]

Trouble with the saddle? [ He's amused by it, though maybe he should have offered to remove it before she went to change. He steps over to get it all settled right again and gets the bridle out, this time they'll use it. He needs to figure out how it goes on! ] Yeah, we'll get what we need from there and then go.

[ The hell does this thing go on... This is going to take a lot of fumbling around. ]

Geez, this never stops being weird...

Elza was always a tease, needling him whenever she felt there was opportunity. She had grown more into that in her adult life, and now she was just as relentless as she had been in the Guild walls. It was her tactic as much as his refusal to show much emotion was his; they all developed their own way to cope. Yet, it made things seem like they could almost be normal.

"Well considering you haven't yet agreed, I don't see the point of giving out details that might be wasted," he replied as he began to ascend the hill to their camp. He reached the top easily and used the moonlight to begin to get together a fire for them.

They're not the horses from movies either. Those were trained, after all.

[Scowl. What are you staring at.] But by all means, you can keep falling for them until someone catches you for attempting to steal a horse.

If she didn't know him any better, Elza could have sworn that he was pouting at her indecision. Well pouting in the only was that he knew how, which was withholding any information possible from her. While she was so obviously a tease to those around her, Clive knew well how to do it in the most subtle of ways. It kept her guessing and wanting more, even as she kept him waiting while she moved to join him at the crest of their hill.

Coming to stand at the top, she watched as he moved down to get the fire started. Slowly following after him, Elza's pale gaze remained fixated on his crouched position as he used the flint in his hand to get the fire started. She made her approach and came up right behind Clive before turning and deciding to take her perch on his back as she sat down on him.

"Alright, I accept your offer of a date." Comfortably crossing one leg over the other, she hummed in thought before reaching down to affectionately pat his side with her hand. "Now your details won't go wasted."

You helped to endanger their entire city, Collette. You may as well be an accomplice. If I were the one in charge, you'd better believe you'd both be in serious trouble.

[ If he were, but... he's not. ]

What the Initiative might do, who knows. They haven't made any moves against the Transports who have killed locals before, they may overlook this. Maybe they don't care enough. On the other hand, those other Transports didn't garner the attention of the United Earth. They might find that much worse than killing off their civilians.

He pulled a knife from his belt, the only one he had for this purpose and that for making gun powder. He gathered up some twigs from nearby and began to light a fire that would light and warm the area. He sensed Elza moving, but he paid her little mind as small sparks jumped as he slid his blade against the flint. It began to kindle right as she decided to plant her backside on his shoulders.

He grunted in feigned irritation to her antics and struck the flint again to raise a few more sparks and increase the smoldering of the fire now being built. What an insufferable woman, never changing in any way that might not get her something she wanted. "Who said anything about a date?" They knew that was a lie.

He reached over and pulled a few more twigs in to build the fire, letting her keep her perch for the time being as he got the fire going well. "Maybe I don't want to give them now," he replied as he slowly set himself up a little more before his hand reached out to grab one of her ankles and yanked her off of his back to the ground where he moved to pin her to the ground next to the fire.

I'm not stealing anything! Don't say that where people might hear you!

[Nevermind that they're alone. Mmm, alone. Man, those things are...big. Bigger than-wait, no. DANGER. Eyes up! Up, damn it!

Wow. Nice collarbones. ...No wait, higher! She might still think he's...no! Losing ground! DAMN IT. Why are they so...mmf.]

C'mon, don't tell me you don't want to give it a try?

[Finally, eye contact briefly achieved. Whew, that was tough!]

We don't have to do it if we don't want to. [Naoto certainly isn't doing a thing.] There are others who are doing well for themselves already.

The grunt of irritation was ignored. They both knew that there wasn't any heat beneath it at all, and even if there was, she'd feel no fear of him. She never had, even when he had been hunting her down for her execution. Instead she closed her eyes and reveled in the feel of his body in motion as he worked hard to get their fire started.

"Heh, you did," Elza said with her eyes still closed as he reached over to put a few more twigs on the fire. She was content with the way things were and the closeness they seemed to be sharing once again, that she didn't even care when she felt him beginning to shift his arm towards her. Feeling her foot pulled out from under her, Elza crashed down hard to the ground by the fire as Clive was suddenly on on top of her and pinning her smaller body to the dirt.

Peering up at him, there was a far too pleased smirk on her face as she brought one thigh up to slip between his legs. Pressing it against him, Elza effortlessly placed a sultry look on her face as she murmured, "You always did like it when I was left with anticipation, gunslinger."

What if I don't want to change?

[She's miserable as she is, but she doesn't want to risk having to rely on others. It's a bit of a paradox, really.]

Clive didn't know why he continually played into her hands, but old habits (even year old ones) were hard to avoid getting caught in again. He knew he was when he slammed her to the ground, more so when she didn't even bother to fight back. Still, his hands settled on her shoulders to keep her down as his knees slid to either side of her.

He grimaced at the smirk on her face, turning his head to hide in his hood even if the firelight would illuminate them both far too easily now that it was built up. He hissed loudly at the invasion of her thigh between his legs, and he knew where trouble lay. "You're insufferable, woman," he growled out at her and had to get himself up and stepped away to sit before the fire.

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Re: alskdfd <3

sobs grossly

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/offers lace hanky.

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