synflux | HANGAR LOG [open]

WHO: robots and YOU
WHAT: catchall sort of thing for robot pilots, robot enjoyers, and perhaps even robot haters.
WHERE: the hangar
WHEN: mumble mumble september
WARNINGS: discussions of Canon-Typical Violence, probably

LILITH's hangar is a wonderland of mechanical delights, if you're some kind of robot nerd. Beyond the base's personnel transport, fleet of camper vans and a bevy of personal vehicles, there are GIANT ROBOTS. Or...they were giant robots. Now they're considerably smaller. But still cool!!

With robots come pilots, tending to their mechs or checking out everyone else's, or maybe just chillaxing in here if they need a moment's peace. Of course, being that the hangar is open, pilots aren't the only Outsiders in here; anyone can just waltz on in and ogle whatever is here. (Tampering with the robots is ill-advised, however.)

[OOC: standard mingle log rules apply: toplevel with your characters, tag out, enjoy. mecha-canon characters and non-mecha peeps alike are more than welcome!]

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[ She shakes her head on impulse before it hits her that he can't see it. If he can't even face her now, there's no telling how he must feel. She only knows how she feels.

Mortified, embarrassed, nervous, even a touch fearful. Does he hate her now, for knowing Godzilla? Or is he just afraid? She can't find it in herself to blame him either way. ]

No...I'm sorry. You shouldn't have had to deal with that.

[ She should talk to Godzilla, but it's too soon. Eventually, maybe, but...would he even listen? Let alone apologize to Elan? ]

Forget it. It's what it is. I didn't mean to involve you.

[ This is his problem to deal with. He's feeling like a fool for letting it get out of hand, needing to be bailed out, and putting Kaede in the line of fire. He also hates how his body is shaking from nearly getting fried, and how it's worse when he stands still. It's not like his bitterness and anger that started the whole thing have disappeared, either. If the Imugi showed up right now, he might make good on his 'joke'. ]

[ She almost follows up with a quick and tart "don't be stupid," but holds back. Briefly she considers changing "stupid" to "silly," but again she hesitates. She has to be more careful. Like she's handling porcelain. ]

...we're dating now, right? Anything that threatens you is gonna involve me. More so than usual.

[ It takes all her self-control not to just hug him. If he doesn't want that right now, then she'd hate to force it on him. ]

Do you...want to be alone right now?

[ Kaede's words tug at him. Up until now he's dealt with everything on his own, licked his own wounds and fought his own battles. He's never cared what anyone else thought or who his actions came to affect, having no connections or even a face of his own to lose. It's different now. He isn't alone anymore, is he? Elan's torn between the urge to hide and the comfort of her presence, and it's quickly becoming no contest. He turns around, walks to her, and embraces her wordlessly. ]

[ She didn't realize how tense she's been until he turns around toward her and her shoulders go slack. Kaede tilts her face toward Elan's, but with him holding her so close, she can't see it. She doesn't need to. He's certainly feeling so many different ways right now, it's clear in how he holds her.

She likewise says nothing as her hands crawl up his back and rest against his shoulder blades. Sure, there are little sweet nothings she could offer, promises she would absolutely keep, but it's a nice, quiet moment. Words can fall flat or not say enough. Better then that she just squeezes him before resting her hands more comfortably against his back. Snug, secure, nose and lips brushing against his neck, pressing her whole frame into him in a silent "I'm here." ]

[ He feels like shit right now and his body shudders inadvertently when he inhales. She doesn't have to say anything, just her arms firmly around him is enough to anchor him and ease the weight in his chest. Even if she could see his face, he'd be unable to meet her eyes. He would feel too self-conscious under her gaze, whatever expression he's wearing too emotional for his own comfort. He doesn't want to think about his gundam, the future, or anything bleak. Only Kaede being here with him. How warm she feels against him. His breathing settles back into a calm and even pace as he rests in her embrace. ]

[ Her grip on him tightens from his shudder. Part of her expects him to waver or his legs to lose strength, but he doesn't. She lightens her hold just enough to stroke both palms along his back as if soothing a child. The exact kind of comfort she'd want if her nerves were so rattled like this. ]

I brought lunch. We can go to my room for a little while to eat it, if you want.

[ Anywhere but here could offer something more like normalcy. ]

Let's get out of here.

[ Elan latches on to the change in subject. Talking about lunch is infinitely easier than unpacking what just happened. Despite everything, he's touched Kaede thought of him and came all this way to bring him food. It means a lot to someone unused to affectionate gestures. He wants nothing more than to leave the smell of smoke and metal behind. His gundam will be a problem for future him. Elan pulls himself together. Cracks a smile. Tries to keep his voice light though it comes out somewhat forced. ]

What did you bring? I'm starved!

[ That's the only cue she needs to slide her arm around his back and gently guide him over to where the pizza boxes sit. ]

Just pizza. Figured something greasy and loaded with carbs would hit the spot.

[ A part of him instinctively wants to detach from her. He's fine, really! It's not like he's so shaken he can't walk by himself. On the other hand, it's kind of nice to feel her hand on his back. He craves the touch and closeness. On the other other hand, he's still feeling embarrassed and finding it difficult to look her in the eyes.

He focuses on the pizza instead, taking the box into his hands. It smells good but he has no appetite. ]

You didn't have to bring it all this way! Y'know, I'm feeling pretty lucky right now.

[ Not because of her timing, though it's true her timing was fortuitous. It's a small gesture but it means a lot to know someone is thinking about him. Makes him feel like he exists as a person when he's feeling like his existence has been denied. He doesn't know how to articulate all that so he just reaches back and squeezes her in a side-hug. ]

[ Whether he's genuine or putting on a front, she's still resolved to stick by his side for the rest of the day. It'll do wonders for her peace of mind and hopefully his. ]

Yeah? Good.

[ Kaede leans her head against his shoulder at the squeeze. ]

Let's get out of here, then. We'll find a nice spot and enjoy this together.

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