re_alignment | [Voice]

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✘ dead space | vandal

[Voice]

So guys? Uh. Look. Two out of three of you are aware, but.

I guess while there's not some huge disaster going on we could talk about. Stuff?

I kind of have a thing. For all three of you. Surpriiiiise Percy... And uh. Look I know I kinda flipped out last time, but I'm starting to feel better and I'd like to discuss it.

I kinda got into this thinking all of you were an item, but I realized I was mistaken. That. Still doesn't change the fact that I'm really kind of into you all in a big way.

I just wanna know if I'm barking up the wrong tree or... yeah.

And before any of you say it, I don't wanna 'do better'. Can't change how I feel.

God fucking damn I'm so awkward.

I just wanna talk about it, I'm not saying you have to... do anything or make me happy or whatever, I just.

Haha, I guess I don't know what I want. I just want to get it out there, because it's been the elephant in the room for me for a while, you know?

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[ Perceptor's chin dips, a frown clouding his expression. ]

That may be my fault. I contacted Drift and we... had an exchange. I fear I did nothing more than rile him up.

[ He tentatively curls a hand over her. ]

In attempting to assist I believe I have complicated the issue further.

[ She leans into his touch. ]

Hmm. It's okay...

I'll give him some space and talk to him again about it. See if I can get it sorted.

I guess right now it's better not to pester him.

Apparently Wing and I have damaged his self-esteem.

[ He says this with a certain flat exhaustion, shifting to curl up on the berth, Vandal held snug to his frame. ]

Which is ironic, considering how his behavior is affecting us--or at least me.

[ She shifts up slightly, venturing to plant a nervous kiss on his chin, which is what she can reach. ]

Wing, too? Man am I ever out of the loop... he did sound upset.

What.

What happened between you two...?

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[ Perceptor tilts his head down to return the kiss, his own planted carefully on her forehead. He enjoys the acts of affection, no matter how tentative or small. ]

We were together, once. Then we weren't. When... When you saw us kiss, that day in the junk pile, I thought I was attempting to rekindle something that might still be there. I thought, since he returned it, that he was available. Interested. Later I discovered from an outside source that he was involved with Wing. I began avoiding him out of shame.

And now, here we are.

[ Even just that turns her face red. ]

I'm... so sorry, Perce. I guess this has been really confusing for all of us.

[ She rubs a hand over her face. ]

I wish I could offer you some insight but I'm kinda. In the dark on this.

I believe we all are, to some degree. There has been a consistent trend of lack of communication between all involved parties.

[ He falls silent, but soon his grip on her tightens slightly. ]

May I stay with you, for a while? I can leave if my presence disturbs you, or the medics.

Yeah, so I've noticed. Trying to break that combo here, but it's hard... in this situation.

[ She chuckles, wiggling her fingers into a gap in his side teasingly. ]

Of course you can you goof.

I can only hope that eventually this situation is resolved peacefully and to the satisfaction of all involved.

Thank you.

[ He's relieved, honestly. He'd leave if she asked him to, but he really doesn't want to. ]

Same here...

Gah.

Geez, you'd think I didn't just confess my love for you or something.

[ She chuckles tiredly. ]

[ Oh, well, there go his faceplates heating up. ]

I-I merely do not wish to interfere with your healing process. And... I'm rather slow at easing into things.

[ She smirks. ]

It's fine, Perceptor. Stop worrying for just five seconds.

Mm... It feels like all I've done recently is worry.

[ He carefully smooths his fingers over her hair, trying to ease back into that comfortable zone they'd been in before. ]

Kind of a constant state of being in this place...

[ She sighs and leans into his hand. ]

An unfortunate reality.

I...

[ He hesitates, flustering slightly. ]

I have to ask. Does your interest in us extend beyond the emotional and into the physical?

[ Are you jonesing for a roboning, Karrie. ]

[ Well that's. That's a question that begged to be asked but it still makes her turn a deep red. ]

Uh.

Well.

Yeah. I. Find you all. Incredibly attractive?

Have you put any thought on how that would... work?

Uh.

Practice?

[ That earns a laugh, and Perceptor tweaks her chin gently. ]

Some experimentation may be required.

[ Ohhhhh definitely not helping the burning in her face. ]

You'd.

Want to?

[ His thumb swipes gently over her cheek, taking in the warmth of her blush. ]

I would not be opposed, if a feasible solution can be found.

Jesus...

I-

Would really like that. Actually.

We can get to work on that once you are healed and well. In the interim, you must focus on getting better.

Wow.

I guess I better haul some ass and get well real fucking soon.

What an incentive.

Yes. Of course, in the meantime...

[ He tucks her comfortably up under his chin, boxing her in with arms and legs, his engine rumbling comfortably. ]

We can practice other things, such as a continued study of one another's company.

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