shesgotguts | voicemail;

If I did that I would be wearing my fingers out with texting, don't you think?

I suppose you could say that. It's a good place to be stuck in.
I was wondering if you were going to be doing anything late this evening.
_{[ late this evening .. ]}

but would you really mind that, hmm? i think youd be pretty proud of yourself.

late? tonight? [is this a booty call....] i might be free. did you have something in mind?

There are several constellations out tonight and I don't want to look at them by myself.

constellations? the science vortex really never ends.

but alright, ill bite. id like to see them with you. any time in particular youd like to do this, though? i need to know if i need to close up the club early.

[not like they... get too much business. sad trumpet noises.]

Between 10 and 11 would be the best time.
I've been polishing my telescope since it's been awhile.
_{[ polishing his telescope, he says. ]}

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i can do that. where should i meet you? or are you going to be a gentleman and pick me up?

[polishing his telescope, though... is that low hanging fruit? does she dare to make the joke?]

you know, if you needed help with that, you shouldve called me. i wouldve been more than happy to give it a proper cleaning.

_{[ is she being dirty??? he thinks she is being dirty. ]}
Oh? I'm sure you could have done a better job than I could have ever done.
Sometimes my work isn't satisfactory enough.

I can and will pick you up, my lady. Be ready at 10:30.

[what else was she going to be? honestly...]

no? well, i dont like to disappoint, so if my work didnt cut it the first time, then id just have to keep going until you said its a job well done.

my lady. hah. thats cute... but ill be waiting for you! dont stand me up, okay? ;*

Of course not. Somebody would be stupid to stand somebody like you up.
I'll be there shortly.

_{[ and he does, arriving in his car in some casual clothes. His hair is down and the sunglasses are missing since it's night time.
He knocks on her door once he gets there. ]}

[time to save that text forever. except not really, because that's stupid. the sentiment is nice, though.

admittedly, she only got home moments before him, and she opens the door in her club "uniform" aka a sparkly dress and heels because the owner can wear whatever she wants. and even though she tries to look irritated, she is unsuccessful, smiling brightly as soon as she sees him.]

Haven't you ever heard of being fashionably late?

_{[ He's punctual, so no. Aikuro rests the side of his body against the door sill once Milly has opened up the door. ]}

It isn't my kind of style, unfortunately.
_{[ not.. so subtly looking at that dress of hers before he hums, turning on his heels. His back faces her as he walks back to the car, hands in his pockets. ]}

I'm going to make you see stars.
_{[ The way he said this wasn't meant to be seductive— it just came out that way. ]}
Are you ready?

[that stare of his gets her to put her hands on her hips, halfway reprimanding him, and halfway showing off. a bit of sass is on the tip of her tongue, but he turns away, and--

oh. oh.

well, she was going to change out of the dress, but if he's using that tone, it's not like she's going to be in for much longer. her cheeks turn pink, but she just smiles, registering his second sentence much later than she should have. is she ready? not on her life.]

Give me a minute, okay? I need to grab something! [like a fan. a paper bag to hyperventilate into. a new pair of panties... or just a change of shoes. she has no idea where they're going, so flats it is. with a bit of a bounce, she runs up to him, grinning.] So where are we off to?

_{[ By the time she has returned, he is already in his vehicle. His vehicle— it looked very complicated on the dashboard but lit up a blue color. There were a lot of buttons to press on it.

He starts the car. ]}

Where we can see them bright and clear.
Oh! You didn't go camping with us, did you? It will be around that area. About 15 minutes to drive.

_{[ After he says that, he reaches over, gliding his finger tips over her thigh. ]}

That is okay, isn't it, hm?

[ah yes, the submarine car thing. she enters the passenger's side quickly, and her eyes light up once she gets a better look at the dashboard. one would think it's because she's actually five and wants to press every single button to see what it does. and while that wouldn't be wrong, she's also reminded of good ol' ganymede, and of lancelot as well. scientists always had their shiny toys, didn't they? for a moment, she actually... misses lloyd. terrifying.]

I didn't... It's a shame I missed that! [not really. she went camping with her council once. Never Again.] I'm sure you had fun with everyone, though.

[his touch gets her attention better, and she sits up a little straighter, trying to keep calm as always.] It's perfectly fine, Aikuro. I trust you won't get us too lost on the way.

There isn't any way we could get lost in this car of mine. It doesn't really know the location of where we are in relevance to Earth, but it has a mapped out location of where I have been. You just have to press a few buttons.

_{[ Aikuro's hand flips palm upward as it rests on her leg. Take it or leave it?
His other hand is on the wheel as he keeps his eyes focused on the road. ]}

Do you know much about constellations, Milly?

Really? [that's... convenient. and quite the technology. as long as they didn't end up in a creepy cabin in the woods or fighting shia labeouf, she was more than happy to be along for the ride.]

Which ones? Could I press them?

[she realises she sounds rather childish, but she can't help her curiosity! and she wants to learn about this car...

there's a moment where milly stares at his hand, considering it and perhaps some of the implications taking it would give. but really, it's just his hand, and she laces her fingers with his, glancing to him with a smile.]

I don't... I can find the Big Dipper, and Leo! But I'm not able to identify much else.

I'd advise you not to press any of them, but maybe another time I can show you everything that it can do.

_{[ He gives her hand a little squeeze as they drive along, creeping up on their destination shortly. ]}

I've always been interested in exploring space, but I never really pursued that to my fullest, obviously. Life is out there, and I'd love to see what else it has to offer.

[she pulls her face away from the dashboard, and smiles a bit bashfully at him.] I'd like that. This car must be capable of quite a bit with that many buttons...

[she squeezes his hand in return, listening to him, her eyebrows shooting up at the end.]

Life? In space? That was science fiction for us... Is it on the moon? Or Mars? [questions from someone whose world made incredible mechas but didn't exactly put a man on the moon.]

_{[ time for him to sound smart. ]}

Life Fibers come from an unknown origin, but they travel from planet to planet to host on. In our world, they chose Earth, and their hosting, in the long run, is what triggered our evolution over millions of years.

Water has been found on other planets that we perceived to be lifeless, but I have worked with Life Fibers and I have studied the clothes that are made from them— the intelligent, malicious clothes that I despised so much once I knew their intent of engulfing the world.

_{[ He side glances at her. ]}

... Are you following, Miss Milly?
Does it make more sense why I prefer to be naked?

[he always sounds smart. jackass...

she listen intently, trying to wrap her head around evil alien clothes that made humans better. but she doesn't question it. she's from a world where weapons of mass destruction didn't end lives, they erased existences.]

Of course I'm following. [who does he think she is, hmm?] But were they all bad? Did you ever find any that were interested in working with humans, instead of using them? Or were they... [(drake voice) hoe don't do it please don't do it if one of us goes in then we all go through it.] ...clothesminded. [NO.]

_{[ He looks at her with the driest expression: ]}
Not all of them were clothesminded, no. Clothing made entirely out of Life Fibers are called Godrobes, and they are the strongest of them all. They typically carry a personality, but only a blood bond between it and it's wearer allows you to hear them and communicate with them.

You could say they are robellious-- because they host on humans but also decide to help them instead of take over their bodies.
_{[ Then he grins. A very wide grin. ]}

[she listens, curious as to how certain clothes have personality and others don't-- didn't they all have some sort of intelligence? how does this work? and she's about to ask, but he drops a pun on her, and she is disgusted. she gives him a dirty look for a split second, but then she laughs.

this is her crush. this is what her crush says.]

Well, in the case of the host, what if they're not thready for that kind of relationship? Does the Godrobe choose someone else?

_{[ STOPS THE FUCKING CAR. LIKE LITERALLY. IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS ROAD. ]}

Did you just say thready ... ? You just said thready.
Milly, I cannot believe you. I really can't.

[whoa what is. going on. why did he stop? is something wrong? is she in trouble?

oh. he stopped the car over a pun. which is the appropriate reaction, to be fair.]

Really? I don't think I'm that unbelievable. [she gives him a bashful smile, then inclines her head to the car door.] I can get out, if you'd like.

_{[ And he just laughs, because he likes puns and jokes-- he really does. He just couldn't believe that Milly of all people was making them one after another after another. God. ]}

Hang on.. you just... haha.. you just got me in stitches, I think I'll need a moment before driving again.
_{[ and he takes this moment but dipping his head forward and resting it on the steering wheel, shoulders bouncing as he laughs. ]}

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