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text | un: nanchan, post-event things

[gumboots]

hey connor idk if you remember me

we talked online not long after everyone arrived and i mentioned feeding birds together


with how wild things have been lately i wanted to unwind and actually just hang out with some birds and thought that maybe you would too

if not that's cool the offer's open though

[plasticasshole]

I remember you. I'd like to do that, sure. Do you want me to meet you in the Emerald district park at the entrance?

[He pauses, realising he doesn't know what Nanba looks like.]

Could you describe yourself? Or send me a photo? Just so I know who I'm looking for.

[gumboots]

that sounds great


uh shit that's a good idea hang on i think i have some old pictures my friend took of me from home

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i dress a bit nicer now and my hair's brushed but that's me in the front

i'll probably be standing there looking completely lost or spaced out if i get there before you do if that helps
see you soon dude

WAIT make sure you wear something you're fine with getting bird shit on just in case ok

post-bonfire, why are these two like this

[syntech]

[It was probably a foregone conclusion, made the moment Connor offered anything as a distraction. If not then, it was sealed by the promises made, the flare of protectiveness for their connection.

Whatever the moment, they'd managed to get away from the bonfire somehow. Managed to slip past people having heart-to-hearts and serious conversations alike, ignored the slow ramp of anticipation. Ethan hadn't released Connor the whole way, hadn't so much as let himself slow down even when it'd threatened to be a little rough for him. Likely, Connor would have just carried him if it got too bad.

No matter. The door scarcely closes before Ethan leans in to pull Connor down into another kiss, like he's trying to drown in the feeling of it until it makes some sort of logical sense. Will it ever? Who knows. The rooms aren't too far now, and that's plenty of information for him. Thankfully, it seems like everyone else is still out at the festival, or at least not haunting their apartment. Lucky.]

[plasticasshole]

[It's pure luck that nobody else is home, and Connor fully intends to make the most of it. He leans into the kiss as soon as Ethan pulls him down into it, hungry for what comes next, and he practically drags Ethan to his room. He only just manages to close the bedroom door behind them before he's pinning Ethan to the wall, hands sliding up his shirt and feeling over his stomach, his sides.

Deepening the kiss, he pushes a thigh between Ethan's legs and lets out a soft, pleased sound. He just wants to rip those clothes off him, but he's doing his best to show some restraint right now. Whether Ethan encourages that or not remains to be seen.]

[syntech]

[Ethan's back presses to the wall and he exhales a shivery groan as Connor's hands slide under his shirt, glad he'd opted not to wear quite so many layers with the coming warmth. The tiny bit of chill is easily chased out by touch.

A little whine escapes his lips when a thigh presses between his legs, and he grinds immediately against it as he kisses back, tongue sliding along Connor's lips. He doesn't want to wait, his clothes feel too heavy and too tight...]

Connor... fuck, I need--

[It's almost funny, how fast he went from one space to the next, but he'd rather be here. Clumsy fingers tug at clothing, impatient to have it out of the way. He wants, and that's a strange thought. He, of all people, wants. His mouth barely pulls away enough to speak, eyelids all but closed.]

I need to feel it. How badly you want me.

[He's definitely not being coy about it right now. It's unfair - he knows it, by how much he wants to drown himself in that feeling and in Connor himself, but they'd talked enough. He'd bared too much as it is, and part of him still doesn't believe the android meant what he said.]

voice, growing pains

[undauntedspirit]

[She knows… it’s hard not to feel hurt, when something you liked is turned against you. She’s not sure how to handle it, but it bothers her that there would be part of himself Connor wouldn’t be at ease with- and, well, thanks to all the insects (and presumably some magic, she’s guessing), there’s been a certain amount of growth happening.

So- a way to start is to make it a positive thing, surely. Sapphire taps her fingers against her glass, before reaching for the communicator.]

Connor? I have a thought- would you be willing to practice magic with me?

[plasticasshole]

[Connor is at home when Sapphire calls, and he answers with a smile despite her not being able to see it. It's good to hear from her, after all.]

Magic? Of course.

[He still uses the more earth-based magic he has at his disposal, just not the vines. So he just assumes she means he can practice using that.]

Where did you have in mind?

Message: Backdated a short while ago

[fuckingpassw0rd]

[Things that are embarrassing: overworking yourself to help others. Truth be told, Hank had been warned his powers from the old world he had stayed could be draining but, being Hank, he had dismissed some of it as just 'exaggeration' like when Connor told him he needed to go on a strict diet.

Which if course meant he was caught right before the concert trying to save someone and being turned into chrysalis. Thankfully just in and out before he could become a Null (or so he was told, whatever the hell that means) but he did miss a bunch of weeks. Well, that and they let him leave with a hospital gown and the clothing he had when he got in. Time to apologize to the one person he actually gave a damn about. He leaves the following message as a voice mail;]

Hope you found out I was in the hospital before you get this. Promise I wasn't gone or trying to avoid the concert or you. Kinda had to use my powers to save someone, overdid it.

Uh...yeah...so anyway house is kinda dusty right now, but if you wanna hop on over and talk, I'd like that.

[Honestly not just talk since he is still a bit drained, but he doesn't want to like..ask so much when he feels like shit for not being around.]

[plasticasshole]

[Connor, despite the sadness he'd felt recently after thinking Hank was ignoring him, perks up immediately upon hearing the man's voice. And his heart sinks immediately afterwards, as he hears that Hank was actually in hospital this entire time.

He should have known something wasn't right. Why would Hank just stop talking to him otherwise? He'd been thinking he'd done something to upset him because he wasn't answering his calls, but in reality... Connor finds himself sitting silently for a few long minutes, just overwhelmed by the feeling of being- well, a bad friend. He didn't even think to check the hospital.

He's going to assume Hank is home now, so instead of leaving a message he just heads straight over. He rings the doorbell a little too aggressively, eyes wide and anxious, LED bright red.]

for Gaius // 30th Julyish

[plasticasshole]

[Helping people is something Connor enjoys doing, and he certainly doesn't need a weird, cryptic text message to tell him to do so. Though he keeps an eye out for anyone that could be watching him, Connor still heads towards Espera Village in the Emerald District to help out.

With his Emerald powers, Connor finds it quite easy to fix up the trailers. And because he naturally doesn't get tired, he can work without a break. He uses vines to grab any tools he needs because it's more efficient that way, but what he isn't doing is watching out for where other people might be stepping. A vine shoots out low to the ground in order to procure a hammer, and just happens to get in Gaius' way as he's walking. Whether he trips on it or not, Connor does notice at the last minute what he's done, and he looks up from his spot on his knees at the front of the trailer with an apologetic tone to his voice when he speaks.]

Ah- I'm sorry. That was careless of me.

for Niles // 31st July

[plasticasshole]

[Connor is still working on the trailers that were upturned. He's fixed up a couple by now, but on this one there just happens to be a few flecks of red blood on it. He doesn't know what happened- maybe someone was injured around the same time the trailers were damaged- but his first instinct is to casually touch it with his finger and put that finger to his tongue.

He only really realises how pointless the action is when he can't tell who the blood belongs to. He's a little annoyed with himself for just proceeding to test the blood like that, too. He had no reason to do it. He gets up from his knees, and only then does he catch someone's eye. Ah... people don't usually stop to lick the random blood they find on trailers. He wonders what this man must think of him, but he doesn't say anything yet. If the guy has something to say, he can say it.]

[locktouching]

[Well, Niles can't leave THAT sight alone. He strolls closer, arms crossed, grinning with a sinister look.]

If you want to taste something while on your knees, I can help you out with that.

[undauntedspirit]

[The monthly changes have left Sapphire thinking about clothes again- she's had to make a few more alterations, and perhaps others might appreciate some, as well. Besides- it's nice to be making something.

Perhaps not on her own, this time.]

Connor? I'm sorry to trouble you, but- do you have a bit of time? I'd like to borrow you.

[plasticasshole]

Oh?

[Connor is trying his best to ignore what a foul mood he's been in since he found out Gavin was here- so Sapphire's message is welcome.]

Of course, I'm free. What is it?

[syntech]

I know. I just like the idea of being able to demand it.

[Connor pulls Ethan close, kissing his hair and humming out a happy sigh.]

I doubt anyone out there is going to pout, anyway. They're having plenty of fun without me, it seems.

[And that's a good thing, because it means he isn't stuck entertaining everyone.]

And if the whole idea is to keep the birthday boy happy, then all they have to do is leave me in here with you.

Ah, I see. Then I suppose I can let you boss me around, since it is your birthday.

[The sound of Connor's artificial heartbeat is an easy focus, when he's not looking up at his head. He likes to think that they're in sync somehow, just by being together.]

That's so sappy... but I'm glad. Less glad if they have too much fun without you, but I think you could budge your way in if you wanted. Or if I fall asleep, because you're comfortable.

[His fingers trace idly over artificial skin, as if carving invisible symbols there. It's hard to tell what they are, really, given they don't correspond to anything Connor will know offhand.]

[plasticasshole]

Is sappy a bad thing if it's true?

[He can feel the Manna generating steadily between them, and it's a comfort.]

But do feel free to fall asleep on me. It's a great excuse to be close to you for longer.

[He strokes through Ethan's hair, smiling. He wonders what Ethan is drawing on him, but it doesn't matter too much in the end... it feels nice.]

5-11 // for V

[plasticasshole]

Things finally seem to be getting back to normal. Connor and V are watching some program about some gems trying to smuggle drugs into the planet, supposedly based on a true story. The drugs would have fetched a lot of currents, and the plan was almost perfect up until one of the perpetrators slipped up from nerves.

Connor is only half paying attention to it. He's more interested in V, lying beside him in bed. His arm is wrapped around him snugly, and his eyes wander from the large screen at the foot of the bed as he turns to kiss the top of V's head. He's feeling more affectionate than usual, but perhaps that's just because he's so grateful to have V beside him again.

A few minutes later, he kisses him again. At this point he's just trying to pretend to be annoying, and he's wearing a little smirk as he sighs dramatically and rests his chin on top of V's head in a way that is obviously going to be uncomfortable for both of them.

:catheart: :catmorning:

[bodyoftheseus]

The movies were always just an excuse to snuggle with Connor, really. Some of them had interesting enough plots to actually catch V's attention, sure, but this was one that V wasn't too invested in. The way the plan falls apart because of one person and their nerves offended some part of V: hire people who can actually do the job, damn it.

V, for his part, was starting to zone out and slip into a doze. He stirred again at the first kiss at the top of his head and snuggled a little closer to Connor. He was glad things were just about back to normal after everything that had happened and he had been relishing every moment of this.

The next kiss that came did catch V's attention a little - it was maybe a little unusual, but he didn't mind it. He did stir when Connor rested his chin on top of his head, moving to force Connor's chin off his head, looking up at him. V played along: he pretended to be put out and as if this whole affair took it out of him. His voice was quiet though, shared just between them.

"What d'you think you're doin'?"

Dec 13ish

[bodyoftheseus]

V should have expected this exact kind of mischievous prank to be pulled on him. He had gotten caught in some of those weird tentacles and their desire for play ("play") because someone - Connor, he suspected - had put a sprig of kissletoe above the door to his room. He had gotten caught up responding to a text message and stopped beneath the threshold and, well, here he was.

The tentacles had looped around his wrists, his torso, his waist - they seemed slack until he tried to leave and they would tighten around him and more tentacles would find their way around him. It wasn't long before they would be looping around and between his legs, rubbing against him. He had an idea of who'd done this - name started with C, ended with -onnor - so he called out to be freed from this, ah, unfortunate predicament.

"Connor~ I need a little help~!" He doesn't sound particularly distressed, but V also never raised his voice to call out to Connor either.

[plasticasshole]

Connor is nearby- he hadn't intended to leave the house and have V all tied up without him, after all. He saunters over to the kissletoe, smirking slightly as he looks V up and down.

"You seem to be in quite the predicament." He moves closer, and a tentacle snakes down to try grabbing him- he bats it away so dismissively that it gives up and slinks back into the plant. "If only someone would help you..."

He runs his fingers over V's chest, knowing those pheromones are working on him. They're affecting Connor too, and he gazes at V from behind his lashes, playful. "I'm quite sure that only a kiss will sate them." Or, well, if V really didn't want to be in this situation they wouldn't hold him, either. But that's the beauty of this- he knew V would be up for some fun.

one fateful wintry day

[bergamot]

[ Lorenz is great with a polearm but that doesn't mean you'll exactly find him out scooping snow. He is out and about in the Emerald district though, looking to meet more of his neighbors, make allies, find himself a bride etc. etc. Bundled up in cozy winter garb, he still has his telltale rose accessory pinned to his lapel. And he can't help but to admire the grand estate that Connor has come to call his own.

Just so happens the lad (we say lad but Connor is kind of older... disregarding technicalities of course) is outside, and Lorenz approaches him ever so confidently. ]

Good day, friend! Do you happen to be the owner of this large estate?

[ He doesn't look noble, but ... Lorenz is slowly but surely learning that there are many types of people here. ]

[plasticasshole]

[Connor looks up from what he's doing- clearing snow from the front path to the house- and nods with a smile.]

Well, I wouldn't call the house my own exactly, but I do live here, yes. Do you live close by?

[Despite not being bundled up in much besides a black sweater and jeans, Connor doesn't seem cold. He certainly wouldn't be outside if he deemed it too chilly for himself.]

Delivery >> 25th December, Morning

[peninhand]

[ A small package arrives at her place on the morning of Christmas. Inside is a romance book about an AI falling in love with a human.

There is a poem on the card, about reality and love. It's signed by Monika. ]

➵ DELIVERY | DECEMBER 25th

[shootyourshot]

[A letter and a small package arrives! The package contains some cookies...?

The letter is as follows:]

Connor,

Hi! I know you can't really eat human food to my knowledge, so I decided to try something different. I made you some dog treats and cat treats! So when you're visiting a friend who has a pet or if you have a pet yourself, you can share them. The dog ones are the bones and the cat ones are the fish. I hope whoever you share them with will like them!

Sincerely,
Ashe