11-15-2017, 08:34 PM
As the two men walked through the ever expanding white space before them, neither of them talked, both were to preoccupied with their own thoughts to even notice what the other was doing most of the time. This, despite the obvious need of an unconscious to be looked after, also applied to Angel, neither giving her any attention as she begun to open her eyes.
As her two eyelids slowly lifted up to the light, the lack of scenery didn’t give much in the way of knowing if her vision was blurry or not. Looking around she saw two of her companions. “Kat? Jack?”
Jakob stopped when he heard a name, turning to face whoever was talking but with the added weight and his drugged up body with something that slows his reaction already, the two go crashing to the ground. Jakob landing on top with pure coincidence and faced her. He slowly started to get up, mumbling his apologies in Russian before the still dazed Angel grabbed him by the fur collar of his vest and yanked him down into a kiss.
Jakob was surprised. More of the passion he registered in the kiss than her lips on his. Like the woman in the car Jakob couldn't make himself stop her. Without thinking about Cade watching, Jakob pushed into the kiss.
He was rough, not lover material in the least. His mouth crushed her's and she felt his stubble scratch her chin. His born with hand came up to caress her soft face, his callused hands were nothing like she was expecting. Jakob got really into it, but by that time she understood something was off.
Cade stared awkwardly at his two companions of brightly colored body parts as they felt each other over, their faces practically inseparable before looking away respectfully, “Guys… Um… I know moments like this are sudden but…”
’Подожди, это не Кэт..’ Angel thought to herself in Russian. ’Это..
It was at this moment that the blue-haired girl remembered where she was, the adrenaline clearing from her mind. Quickly pushing the Russian on top of her off, Angels face became a pink that threatened to make her hair seem mild in comparison. “I’m so so sorry, IMistookYouFor ThatPersonAgainAnd-And” Angel stopped her mindless ramblings when she noticed her vision was still blurry, “...And I’ve lost my contacts.”
Jakob didn't fight her. Too much. He was clearly getting into it, but stopped when he was shoved hard enough to throw him off. He just laid there after that. Like he was stunned by all of this, but this was just Jakob. "What are 'contacts'?" He eventually asked, looking up at Cade wondering if he knew.
"Contacts?” Cade was little taken aback about Jacob not having this common knowledge” They'r.... uh... the eye things. So you can see. Without glasses."
Jakob continued to make himself harmless by pinning himself to the ground while he tried to imagine these foreign ideas. Angel would know that in his cannon background there were such things as contacts and glasses, but strained to come up with an example of someone who did wear contacts. After all his debut was a short film, they barely did him any justice. In the meantime he tried to comprehend the idea of using something that wasn't glasses to see. "But... Why would you not just vear the glasses then?"
In surround sound he got a chorus of 'Um's.
He knew that sound, it was the sound of people trying to come up with an answer to a question he was almost the only person who would ask. "I do not understand... But if it upsets Angel then it is no good, da?" Jakob asked, looking in whatever direction was up at Cade. "Vhat do we do?" Again, the man had a hard time suggesting any simple solutions. Had Jakob any concept of how much delicate work it went to creating a pair of glasses for someone, he might not think his plan was that great. He raised his least threatening hand, the one that was not robotic, and began to summon the only pair of glasses he's seen recently. The girl from the pond had on bright red glasses. He knew what they were, but he came from a place where you could just put robot eyes in your head if you weren't happy with things like this. He wasn't a master at glass-thickness, but Jakob produced of rough copy of Myst's red framed spectacles. "Here." He said, but didn't want to approach her in case she was going to shove him some more.
“Thanks…” Angel said, leaning and then crawling over to where Jacob was to pick up the duplicate glasses with her thumb and forefinger. She knew it wouldn’t work, knowing him he failed to compensate that different people need different types of glasses. Heck, the fact he summoned myst’s pair was enough to confirm that, but she thought it best to humor him anyway. Carefully slipping the glasses on with her index finger, she looked up, “Wow… These work better then my contacts!” Angel was at a stage between surprise bewilderment and Joy, she was seeing the best she had ever done in her life. “Wait, what is that?” She asked, referring to a grey rounded object in the distance, her curiosity interrupting her delight.
“That is the gate to Coruscant.”
“What is Coruscant?” The blue haired girl responded, she knew she wouldn’t get anymore information unless she asked, Jacob forgets not everyone knows everything most of the time.
"It is how we go to Vasty Deep."
“And the Vasty Deep is…” She tried not to get annoyed.
"The beach." He said, looking up to her. She'd know this was his norm.
“Well then,” She said grabbing the arms of both Jacob and Cade, the latter of whom was slightly startled. “Пойдем.” And she started pulling them along.
As her two eyelids slowly lifted up to the light, the lack of scenery didn’t give much in the way of knowing if her vision was blurry or not. Looking around she saw two of her companions. “Kat? Jack?”
Jakob stopped when he heard a name, turning to face whoever was talking but with the added weight and his drugged up body with something that slows his reaction already, the two go crashing to the ground. Jakob landing on top with pure coincidence and faced her. He slowly started to get up, mumbling his apologies in Russian before the still dazed Angel grabbed him by the fur collar of his vest and yanked him down into a kiss.
Jakob was surprised. More of the passion he registered in the kiss than her lips on his. Like the woman in the car Jakob couldn't make himself stop her. Without thinking about Cade watching, Jakob pushed into the kiss.
He was rough, not lover material in the least. His mouth crushed her's and she felt his stubble scratch her chin. His born with hand came up to caress her soft face, his callused hands were nothing like she was expecting. Jakob got really into it, but by that time she understood something was off.
Cade stared awkwardly at his two companions of brightly colored body parts as they felt each other over, their faces practically inseparable before looking away respectfully, “Guys… Um… I know moments like this are sudden but…”
’Подожди, это не Кэт..’ Angel thought to herself in Russian. ’Это..
It was at this moment that the blue-haired girl remembered where she was, the adrenaline clearing from her mind. Quickly pushing the Russian on top of her off, Angels face became a pink that threatened to make her hair seem mild in comparison. “I’m so so sorry, IMistookYouFor ThatPersonAgainAnd-And” Angel stopped her mindless ramblings when she noticed her vision was still blurry, “...And I’ve lost my contacts.”
Jakob didn't fight her. Too much. He was clearly getting into it, but stopped when he was shoved hard enough to throw him off. He just laid there after that. Like he was stunned by all of this, but this was just Jakob. "What are 'contacts'?" He eventually asked, looking up at Cade wondering if he knew.
"Contacts?” Cade was little taken aback about Jacob not having this common knowledge” They'r.... uh... the eye things. So you can see. Without glasses."
Jakob continued to make himself harmless by pinning himself to the ground while he tried to imagine these foreign ideas. Angel would know that in his cannon background there were such things as contacts and glasses, but strained to come up with an example of someone who did wear contacts. After all his debut was a short film, they barely did him any justice. In the meantime he tried to comprehend the idea of using something that wasn't glasses to see. "But... Why would you not just vear the glasses then?"
In surround sound he got a chorus of 'Um's.
He knew that sound, it was the sound of people trying to come up with an answer to a question he was almost the only person who would ask. "I do not understand... But if it upsets Angel then it is no good, da?" Jakob asked, looking in whatever direction was up at Cade. "Vhat do we do?" Again, the man had a hard time suggesting any simple solutions. Had Jakob any concept of how much delicate work it went to creating a pair of glasses for someone, he might not think his plan was that great. He raised his least threatening hand, the one that was not robotic, and began to summon the only pair of glasses he's seen recently. The girl from the pond had on bright red glasses. He knew what they were, but he came from a place where you could just put robot eyes in your head if you weren't happy with things like this. He wasn't a master at glass-thickness, but Jakob produced of rough copy of Myst's red framed spectacles. "Here." He said, but didn't want to approach her in case she was going to shove him some more.
“Thanks…” Angel said, leaning and then crawling over to where Jacob was to pick up the duplicate glasses with her thumb and forefinger. She knew it wouldn’t work, knowing him he failed to compensate that different people need different types of glasses. Heck, the fact he summoned myst’s pair was enough to confirm that, but she thought it best to humor him anyway. Carefully slipping the glasses on with her index finger, she looked up, “Wow… These work better then my contacts!” Angel was at a stage between surprise bewilderment and Joy, she was seeing the best she had ever done in her life. “Wait, what is that?” She asked, referring to a grey rounded object in the distance, her curiosity interrupting her delight.
“That is the gate to Coruscant.”
“What is Coruscant?” The blue haired girl responded, she knew she wouldn’t get anymore information unless she asked, Jacob forgets not everyone knows everything most of the time.
"It is how we go to Vasty Deep."
“And the Vasty Deep is…” She tried not to get annoyed.
"The beach." He said, looking up to her. She'd know this was his norm.
“Well then,” She said grabbing the arms of both Jacob and Cade, the latter of whom was slightly startled. “Пойдем.” And she started pulling them along.
Quote:Подожди, это не Кэт.=Wait, that’s not Kat.
Это=That’s
Пойдем=Let's go
Disclaimer: All translations made by google translate as I don’t speak any language other than english.
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