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maskormenacelogs2015-01-29 08:57 pm
corviform) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-01-29 08:57 pm
( open ) gotta kiss myself i’m so pretty
WHO: ACTUAL ASTRONAUT GILBERT and YOU
WHERE: Various places in Maurtia Falls + Heropa.
WHEN: 1/29 ― 2/2
WHAT: Not actually an astronaut, but Gil thinks he is for the next few days.
WARNINGS: Please let me know if you do not want Gil flirting/making a move on your character somewhere in your comment. He won't on anyone under 18 or those who look it. Otherwise this is a train wreck in the making. Also slightly sexual content.
➊ THURSDAY MORNING | breakfast ( closed to kenzi )
➋ THURSDAY AFTERNOON - MONDAY | wherever, whenever ( maurtia falls & heropa )
WHERE: Various places in Maurtia Falls + Heropa.
WHEN: 1/29 ― 2/2
WHAT: Not actually an astronaut, but Gil thinks he is for the next few days.
WARNINGS: Please let me know if you do not want Gil flirting/making a move on your character somewhere in your comment. He won't on anyone under 18 or those who look it. Otherwise this is a train wreck in the making. Also slightly sexual content.
➊ THURSDAY MORNING | breakfast ( closed to kenzi )
- [ It all happens so fast that Gil can barely recall what it is that hit him. He remembers stepping outside the apartment for two seconds to retrieve the newspaper, then a white, hot flash that knocked him down the small flight of stone steps, leaving him sprawled on the sidewalk for a minute. A couple of the locals rushed to his aid and began asking if he was alright, but Gil managed to convince them he was fine.
In fact, he feels just great. Their reaction is not something he had anticipated while watching the people in Maurtia Falls all this time.
Now he stands in the kitchen, the ironing board folded out with his shirt laid out against it while the iron heats up. He's nearly done preparing sausages and eggs, rolling the sausage over so it cooks properly all over. A little notebook is left on the counter near him.
And yes, he's shirtless. ]
➋ THURSDAY AFTERNOON - MONDAY | wherever, whenever ( maurtia falls & heropa )
- [ He goes to work, of course, but as soon as he's done he doesn't even head back to his apartment. With his note in tow, Gil can be found in busy locations between Heropa and Maurtia Falls, nestled somewhere not too far from people and with his head buried in his notebook, scribbling away quickly. He'll be seen looking up often, watching everyone's every single movement with a deep-seated curiosity. Sometimes he'll tap his chin with his pen and other times he'll call someone or approach them, asking them the reasoning behind something like grabbing twenty packets of sugar from the coffee shop, or why they baby-talked their pet dog for two minutes straight.
He might have known the reasoning behind these acts once, but nothing seems to come to memory. Plus the fact the notebooks he's kept surveying human behaviour appear to be missing, which means his observation has to be restarted.
That's alright, though. Gil isn't having difficulty chatting it up with the locals in either city, especially in Heropa (and they don't mind that an imPort is stopping to make conversation with them). Anyone who comes across him might notice he's particularly friendly toward others. If not, he's likely to approach another imPort himself, getting in their space without as much as a second thought.
He seems friendly enough! ]
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Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend? [The food smells delicious and she's definitely hungry but something is just wrong.]
Y'know, usually shy man. Wouldn't be caught dead shirtless.
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My shirt isn't ready to be worn.
[ He responds as if it's the only logical answer. It is, but the lackadaisical comment will teem with suspicion on Kenzi's end.
He reaches over the knob on the stove, twisting it clockwise so it's shut off. The pan continues to sizzle lightly in the morning silence, though the noise is cut off once he lifts the plates resting on the counter near him and place the sausages and eggs onto one.
Carefully, he brings it over to the table. ]
Aren't you hungry? [ He closes the distance between them, leaning in to quickly capture her lips in a kiss. He pulls away too fast, almost teasing, and smiles. ] It'll get cold.
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[She watches him move, almost as if she expects some kind of attack. The kiss, however, catches her off guard. It's quick and not at all the shy sort Gil usually gives.]
Is this some kind of weird body swap thing? [Despite her confusion she's not about to pass up breakfast and settles at the table.]
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[ Gil can't help an amused scoff as he makes his way over to the ironing board to begin pressing his shirt. The iron occasionally exhales steam softly as he works across the backside of the shirt first. ]
I'm still me. Though I thought that would be obvious.
[ A pointed comment to his... ahem, shirtless figure. ]
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Okay. So if it's not a body swap then what? You just decided to not be shy and go around shirtless out of the blue? I mean, you ain't even blushing and I would figure you'd be doing that much.
I'm not gonna complain if you're suddenly manning up but a little warning because, dude, I wasn't expecting it.
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[ Suddenly he is flushing, but it's not for the reasons Kenzi may think. He's still learning human customs, especially the practice of dating and monogamy, but he feels the two of them have gone far too long without the intimate aspect.
He's not sure... why. He ends up frowning as he tries to remember what's been stopping them, but then idly shrugs it off as unimportant. What matters is what's happening now.
His fingers dig carefully into the shirt to flip it over and iron out the other side. When he's done, he starts on the sleeves. It isn't long before he finishes pressing the shirt. He turns the iron off, unplugs it, and lets the shirt cool for half a minute. ]
We've been seeing each other for quite a while now. [ Grabbing the shirt, he begins to slip into it and chuckles softly. ] I didn't think you would complain.
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So does that mean you won't flip out if I start going around half naked?
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I'm not going to complain.
[ He half wishes he was recording this in his notebook, but that can wait. Other things are... a little urgent suddenly.
Leaning over to reach her in the chair, he gently slips a hand under her chin to tilt it forward and press his lips against hers again. His fingers then make their way across her neck slowly, the tips brushing her skin lightly before they make their way into her hair.
He moves away from her lips for a second, voice barely above a whisper: ]
I've got some time before work if you want to start now.
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Oh, really? [Yep, definitely something not right with him but she's not sure she dislikes it. Okay, yeah, doing anything would be taking advantage of the situation, she knows that much. But little things like kisses couldn't hurt.
There's a light shiver that travels through her in response to the kiss and touch. When Gil pulls back she bites her bottom lip and grins a tad uneasily.]
Mmn, so tempting.
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[ As it begins to strain his neck to continue bending over, Gil doesn't hesitate to scoop Kenzi up in his arms, seating her on the edge of the table instead. He leans in, placing himself right in between her legs, one hand giving her thigh a gentle, but teasing squeeze. He lowers his head again, this time without the irritating strain, the tip of his nose brushing her skin before he places his lips against her neck.
In between a trail of kisses: ]
Do you need help?
[ The other hand slips to her shirt, fingertips grazing the fabric. ]
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She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. It's not Gil, or it is and he's just not himself. He wouldn't do this if there wasn't something weird going on.]
Oh gods, Gil. I-- [Oh now he's going for her shirt. She gently pushes at him.]
I need to use the bathroom and you should probably get ready for work. [Smooth.]
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Are you feeling alright? I thought...
[ Her hesitation and decline isn't something he had anticipated. He'd always ("always") thought she would have wanted this. ]
... I'm sorry. It's too early for it.
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It's just...y'know, lady things. [Better excuse one she hopes he gets.]
It's alright.
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[ Human biology strike again. He can't help a disappointed look, but he recovers quickly enough. He pulls his shirt forward and begins to button it, glancing over at the clock on the stove. ]
... alright. Will I see you later?
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Sorry.
Yeah. I'll be home for dinner tonight.
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[ He perks up almost instantly, his recovery rate unusually faster.
Gil leans again to kiss her, pressing his to her upper lip as he parts. He bites down on his bottom lip, playing with the ends of her hair before letting her be and carrying on with his preparations for work. ]
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[Him recovering quickly and turning to kiss her is quite a surprise. She lets out a soft groan in response to the bite. Once he pulls away she remains on the table for a few moments before slipping back down to her chair to finish eating.]