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Yan (w) vs Tomoko; Forum/Planet/Alliance
Topic Started: Nov 19 2014, 03:38 AM (236 Views)
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Yan fully obliged Demetria as the small tear flowed down her face. His hand moved up to cup her cheek, wiping it away, and he kissed her tenderly but it did not slow from there. As the kiss deepened his other hand moved down over her bum and he swept her up, laying her down on the soft grass and continued to kiss her, his hands at work undoing her shirt the other finding it’s way up her skirt. He was not quite fast in all this, but each movement was deliberate, sensual and getting to the points that would do more than quiet her explanations. Five minutes. It would be five minutes she’d be happy to eventually remember as his fingers played against her, the others running light traIls over exposed skin and delicate areas, his tongue masterfully meeting hers before sliding down her neck. His hot breath was against her, combining with the press of lips, teeth and tongue. He paid careful attention to each of her responses and adjusted according to what she liked more. It was five minutes strictly for her, but he enjoyed it just as well, and eventually it ticked to a close.

He felt her body stiffen as it sensibly would being suddenly exposed to sensations it did not know the source of. He slowed to a stop, though he did not quite remove his fingers from her, pressing his lips once more to her breast bone before looking up as he lifted his free hand to cup her cheek once more. ”Sorry,” he says in a soothing tone he hoped came off as such over guilty. He looked to her with an almost loving and considerate gaze, insightful and obviously wanting to know what she wanted, how to progress. There hadn’t quite been time to explain who she became when she “disappeared” and he half expected to be kicked off in full force.

”Are you okay?” he asked before it happened. It seemed such a generic question, but he pulled away just enough to get closer to her face, her center, which would either get him punched or explain he was there for more than just a round of foreplay with her other self.

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It was more like a flicker or a static shift in her appearance. She didn't change how she looked at all. The only thing that really changed was her expression. She was just as she described; confused. Her eyes moved left and right and then forward to the person in-front of her.

Her eyes lowered and her face lost its confused luster. "Yes. I am okay, I guess." It was strange; she heard him even when he said it prior to the change happening. She wiped her face, feeling that her cheeks were a bit heavy and wet.

"Why was I crying? Where am I?" She looked down at her own self. She could still feel the lingering feelings of her own body. "Wait. Who are you to me? I don't know who you are. Why are we so close?"

At first her breathing was irregular and sped up, but she showed control as she lowered the breaths she took. "Am I....Am I back in the normal dimension then?"

Her voice had lost its plain and dulled sound and she was gaining emotion and what sounded like hope. "They finally let me go."

Yan sits up slowly, his hand sliding absently through her hair as he departed. He remained relaxed even as she asked questions that were a bit more complicated to answer. "Well dear m'am, I am pretty much a booty call" would probably not ease the situation too much. She seemed younger, more reserved and he rested his hands absently in his lap as she asked another question a bit easier to answer.

"Yes," he says calmly. "This is the regular dimension," he reiterates, watching her reaction closely. "You said you didn't have time to explain and you wouldn't remember anything about the actual now for a bit. I'm supposed to keep you company for that time." It seemed a bit silly said aloud he realized, but he could only rely on the fact she was still a bit of herself. She could not be, really he hadn't even gotten that much information out of her. Welp. Time would tell.

"Oh. Wait so I was here up until this point." She closed her eyes and it was clear that she was thinking. Her thoughts would soon come to life. "They said when they were to let me go, I would be scattered across time. Life would be short for each fragment of me, but I would exist forever and have existed since the beginning. Dying and passing the memories and experiences of myself. I guess a piece of me died again and," she opened her eyes. "You were there."

Yan gives her the time to think, tilting his head a little as she spoke. It was an odd tale but then that was what he expected. It suddenly seemed more intimate but he reminded himself he was still a booty call. It made more sense now. If one had to go out, might as well go out in a good fashion. It was as well to why she had not wanted to waste it in explanation.

"And now I'm here as another piece is built?" he asks, curious if thats how it worked. If she was going to continue forever, was the beginning already longer then the end? It could quite well be. "I'm glad at least one of us seems to understand," he adds with a small smile. "I'm afraid I know nothing of 'them.' I think you just wanted company."

"Perhaps," she said while beginning a spin around of Yan. She moved briskly and as she looked him over she began an explanation. "Them, is probably all I can call them. They don't give me names. I was experimenting with the Portal to the next dimension and wanted to see if it could cross more of them. That was a huge mistake. I was trapped in darkness at first and then suddenly shapes and sizes and proportions I could not explain filled my vision."

She stopped once she was in-front of him again. "I almost broke, but I survived somehow. They had never seen me before or my kind and took interest. I was experimented on. I was taught. I was pushed to limits.They wanted to see if I could adapt. I adapted. They said they would never let me go. But it would seem they did let me go. They spread me all throughout time. I still do not know why they did it, but I am at the beginning and I am at the end. That actually makes me wonder... how does the end look? I perhaps I should know when I remember, right? Maybe the one at the end died already."

He follows her with his eyes, curious as she explained. He found himself wondering when this all took place and whether it was really the in-betweens of the universes or if she'd ended up /in/ another universe that just seemed as hallow. He didn't know much about it if he was honest. Dimensional travel was a complicated matter reserved for more intellectual minds but he had some experience with those minds. Her story at least did not surprise him. It seemed almost logical that her exploring would backfire in such a manner, that the things on the other side would find her just as interesting as she once found them.

"If you're thinking of it now, you've probably thought of it before," he says in agreement that she may remember later. It must have been a while....well no, it could really be only happening right now. If she really was spread all about time there was no telling and dimensional secrets were quite well kept. Well, at least her abandoned children made more sense. Kind of.

He frowned slightly in thought but it faded absently into another smile as he pushed himself to his feet and stopped her spinning. He moved his hands to her blazer, working the buttons to bundle her back up. "It seems we have another twenty minutes to kill, and I've promised you a date," he explains doing up the last button. "What would you like to do?"

Yan: 928 / Tomoko: 488

"Did you? Well twenty minutes to kill, huh? That date will have to be taken here," she said while holding her arm up and snapping her fingers. The entire stadium lit up, one row at a time. Dolphins began to jump out of each row and flip over then, leaving trails of light which hung in the air. "I don't have any idea what you like. Is there anything you want to know? I think you know my name already right? What about yours?"

Yan's eyes raise as the stadium lights up and his smile grows to an awkward smirk. She had said before it was a good date spot but he hadn't taken her as seriously. It was certainly an odd spot. Very odd, he noted as the dolphins slid by.

"I know you by Demetria~" he says, reaching down and taking her hand with ease and pulling her along as he climbs up on one of the stands. "I'm Yan." He pulls her up then walks backwards to stay facing her with an easy balance and takes her other hand. "And I think I want to know everything. The beginning that you know perhaps?"

"I'm a scientist..well more so I am an engineer. I can read the blueprints and make anything. I am the best, but not because I say so; people just say I am." She walked and her eyes never once left their path that had her looking at Yan. "So, I was experimenting with the portal as I said before and ended up in that dimension. That is about all I can remember. I worked for Dennis before hand. Hrm, this is hard without any memories." Her free hand touched her head and she sighed. "Ten minutes I guess?"

Dennis? Who the heck was Dennis now? Yan smiles. "A little~" he agrees absently but keeps them walking, his free hand grazing another jumping dolphin and he turned to watch it for a moment before looking back to her. "But that's not really your beginning is it?" he asks raising an eyebrow. "How you became an engineer, things like growing up, where you came from, what you did before you worked up to the portal...can you remember any of that?" he asks thoughtfully, wondering how small a piece of her he held in his hand. She seemed calm at least, enough instinct intact to tell her she was alright and would be. He couldn't quite imagine himself without any memories though. They made him what he was, truly. He wasn't sure what his core looked like anymore. Demetria seemed more then her core at least, embedded with a general kind of knowledge of how her personality should be.

"It might be better forgotten though," he offers with a slightly mischievous look, almost remembering the future she'd forgotten that included at least two kids. Better forgotten he couldn't honestly say. They were good kids even if strange, but kids no matter how good were always a burden to bear. Her past could be all the more traumatic without the gains. He knew few still that would openly choose total amnesia over keeping it all.

"That far huh? Now that is boring," she began to giggle after that. "A really smart girl I guess. I wanted to be an engineer so bad. I stuided hard and I didn't play well with others. Bookworm type of gal..I even had super large glasses and wasn't that attractive at all...until college anyway. God, the boys wouldn't leave me alone then. Some would pretend to want a tutor. I knew what they wanted, but my focus was too great." She pointed her finger at a Dolphin and it exploded into...liquid. She held her hand up and and broke her hand free from his to create wineglasses.

"I wonder what Dolphin wine tastes like..." The liquid drained into the glass and she opt to hand him one.

Yan's smile turned into a sly one as he wondered where her focus was prior. Well, probably on dying or what has it. "The roots may seem dull but they build the most fascinating person," he explains as he watches the dolphin liquify and the glasses materialize. She seemed to remember quite a bit after all but he supposed there was quite a lot more missing if you counted even just the life span of her oldest (as far as he knew) daughter.

He takes the glass, thoughtful of the the question. "We can hope good?" he asks before holding it out to clink. "To freedom and all the pieces of you? Or do you have an idea less corny?"

"Haha, I guess to the pieces of me," she said as she went for the completed clink. She then took a sip of it. "Mmm, I do enjoy strawberry," she sighed though afterwards. "About five minutes now? Hrm, wow it feels a little bit scary. I wonder if it'll be painful. You know it is the first time this happened to me. Hey, I wonder if its always the first time. Aww man, that has to suck really bad right?" She took another sip and found herself sitting down. "So what all do you know about me? It would be cool to hear a story from someone about who I am without knowing who I am. Do you know anything about me, well besides my name and all that."

"To you," he says with another smile then takes a sip. It was funny to him that it was strawberry and that she noted her like of it though he didn't say as much, distracted instead by her oncoming fear. It must be like a storm. He couldn't quite imagine being forced to drastically change back and forth as such. The price of science he supposed.He plops down next to her, sitting close before lifting his hand around her shoulder. "Oddly enough, the most I know about you is that you're loved." He looks ahead, remembering his absent worry that she might be too loved. That still kind of remained. "You are cherished and loved even though you're unreliable as such," he explains looking back to her as if daring her to question him. "And I think you've yet to learn your lesson and still work with the sciences."

"So....I have children...." Her eyes got low and she rubbed the back of her head the moment she made that assumption. "Great," and a nervous chuckle followed right after. She then sighed. "How many do I have?"

Yan shifts his gaze at that MIGHTY assumption. Not that it was wrong. He almost felt like denying it but she seemed amused so he sighed and shrugged. "Two that I know, another phantom son that I'm pretty sure is yours as well," he offers thoughtfully. He kept forgetting to ask Kaiya and Tomoko never mentioned the man at all.

"One is really decent the others kind of crazy but they've both got their shit together," he adds thoughtfully. Time was ticking down and he wasn't sure what to expect with the next change. "I think you're proud, you could reasonably be at least."

Yan: 1264/1646
Tomoko: 968
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