The flastcan spooking plans will warm my cold, unfeeling heart. It's the one thing I am looking forward to in that place.
(So, yeah, pretty bad to her standards. She used to live in the mansion, take classes, and everything, and there was structure and rules, of course, but that was a billion years ago. Her life since has been... Well, pretty great, and she's not particularly happy about it.
But, hey, that hand is very, very nice, and the one that isn't being held rubs a bit on him accidentally, but also on purpose. Not that she has it in her for a quicky, but teasing? Always more than welcome.)
Your heart’s not all that cold and unfeeling, you know.
( He’s just going to put that out there as he runs the tips of his fingers under her thigh. He knows she’s being a bit of a tease and that he needs to head out for Solmara, so. No time to go for a ride on the bench here, but. It’s not like he really minds. It’s her company he enjoys more than the possibility of sex… even if that’s a bonus when he’s in the mood for it. )
(Although it's not the first time she heard something similar. Kamala told her to her face that Sophie is a better person than she thinks she is, and yet here Nate is, saying something similar. Well. She does think it's just because he has never been around the Stepford Cuckoos, he'd have a world of caution then.
Still. He did say he has faith in her, and so far, he hasn't shown otherwise.)
( He sounds both playful and skeptical as he asks that, fingers ghosting along the inside of her thigh still until they come to rest atop it, his other arm draping back onto the table there to lean against. Moments like these are... nice. Ones he's had so few of and hoped would maybe last forever almost. To just... be, like this. Hanging out with a pretty girl and having it be just that. Nothing else. No tricks or manipulations being done. Just "normal" for them. )
(Sophie, broken off the hivemind, trying to be a better person and discovering individuality for the first time? Definitely the strangest of times. Although, to be fair, she's pretty happy that this isn't happening with the others here — Nate would... God, they'd probably play Nate to his limit and then some. She would have, too, before. Or, alternatively, they'd give Sophie shit and push her to end it, and then she'd most likely sever the hivemind all over again. How does she know? Because the Five-in-One is One. She's done it to them, they've done it to her, they've done it to each other.
When he asked her a while back if she missed her sisters? She does, with every cell of her being. They were literally created to be together, and yet, now that she sees things a little more clearly? Sadly, she doesn't feel like she can be, even if they were here in the first place. For all that being the Strongest Cuckoo and the Moral High-Ground Up In Her High Horse one, she damn sucks. She's just trying to suck less, with varying success rates.
So, yeah, weird times where a Cuckoo grows a consciousness, unseen before by literally anyone in that household.)
You have no idea.
(Also literally, but instead of dwelling, she's moving her brain out of that thought and into something much more fun, which is just how his hand feels against her inner thighs, the weight on top of it when he stops, and she rewires just how good it felt back to his brain.
( When she lets him feel that, he smiles — licks over his lips and ducks his head for a moment, strands of hair falling in front of his face as he does. Flicking them away when he looks up, he goes and presses his brow to hers again, hand soft there against her thigh as he lets a gentle warmth permeate across telepathic airways to her. )
Weird or not, I'm still here and I'll be back before you know it.
( It's not necessarily meant to be anything beyond what they've managed to find with one another here. He simply knows what it's like to both be and feel lonely — to be lost within your thoughts late at night and allow them to drown you despite how well-versed with the mind a telepath is. He knows this and it's why he wraps her up in both a physical and telepathic warmth as a means to be reassuring and supportive to her. )
You got this, ok? Not just the whole camp thing, but everything going on... you got it.
(Fun company to hang out with for a taste of normalcy, and a warm bed that keeps the demons away. Sophie could feel how lonely he is, and she never made an effort to hide from him how lonely she is, too. It's a comfort blanket for both of them, and she is more than okay with it herself. It's easy, low pressure, just existing as they are, and it brings her a sense of stability that she much needed, she likes it. She hopes he feels the same, she's not going to go looking this time around.
She will kiss him though whenever he comes close enough that his face is bare inches from hers, the warmth pleasant and reassuring.)
God, hope you're right. I'll tell you what's been going on up in my brain when you're back, if you wanna listen.
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(So, yeah, pretty bad to her standards. She used to live in the mansion, take classes, and everything, and there was structure and rules, of course, but that was a billion years ago. Her life since has been... Well, pretty great, and she's not particularly happy about it.
But, hey, that hand is very, very nice, and the one that isn't being held rubs a bit on him accidentally, but also on purpose. Not that she has it in her for a quicky, but teasing? Always more than welcome.)
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( He’s just going to put that out there as he runs the tips of his fingers under her thigh. He knows she’s being a bit of a tease and that he needs to head out for Solmara, so. No time to go for a ride on the bench here, but. It’s not like he really minds. It’s her company he enjoys more than the possibility of sex… even if that’s a bonus when he’s in the mood for it. )
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(Although it's not the first time she heard something similar. Kamala told her to her face that Sophie is a better person than she thinks she is, and yet here Nate is, saying something similar. Well. She does think it's just because he has never been around the Stepford Cuckoos, he'd have a world of caution then.
Still. He did say he has faith in her, and so far, he hasn't shown otherwise.)
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( He sounds both playful and skeptical as he asks that, fingers ghosting along the inside of her thigh still until they come to rest atop it, his other arm draping back onto the table there to lean against. Moments like these are... nice. Ones he's had so few of and hoped would maybe last forever almost. To just... be, like this. Hanging out with a pretty girl and having it be just that. Nothing else. No tricks or manipulations being done. Just "normal" for them. )
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When he asked her a while back if she missed her sisters? She does, with every cell of her being. They were literally created to be together, and yet, now that she sees things a little more clearly? Sadly, she doesn't feel like she can be, even if they were here in the first place. For all that being the Strongest Cuckoo and the Moral High-Ground Up In Her High Horse one, she damn sucks. She's just trying to suck less, with varying success rates.
So, yeah, weird times where a Cuckoo grows a consciousness, unseen before by literally anyone in that household.)
You have no idea.
(Also literally, but instead of dwelling, she's moving her brain out of that thought and into something much more fun, which is just how his hand feels against her inner thighs, the weight on top of it when he stops, and she rewires just how good it felt back to his brain.
She's sensitive, leave her alone.)
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Weird or not, I'm still here and I'll be back before you know it.
( It's not necessarily meant to be anything beyond what they've managed to find with one another here. He simply knows what it's like to both be and feel lonely — to be lost within your thoughts late at night and allow them to drown you despite how well-versed with the mind a telepath is. He knows this and it's why he wraps her up in both a physical and telepathic warmth as a means to be reassuring and supportive to her. )
You got this, ok? Not just the whole camp thing, but everything going on... you got it.
( Because he has faith in her. )
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She will kiss him though whenever he comes close enough that his face is bare inches from hers, the warmth pleasant and reassuring.)
God, hope you're right. I'll tell you what's been going on up in my brain when you're back, if you wanna listen.