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the few minutes between the moment u yap in someones dms and they dont answer and you feel like you should get painfully dismembered for the crime of talking to someone vs the instant relief of normalcy you get when they text back and no ones killed you yet
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Now what if I said that between the two of them Lyon is the faster typer and if not for that saving grace they wouldn't have gotten together because she just would send too many messages to fill the void thinking he wasn't that big of a talker even over text
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So for context in my canon Operator Sib gets sent to 1999 for a year there after The Old Peace events because she uh really needs it, while Drifter her stays in the sanctum and has her own issues play out. But this is the piece wherein everyone (Hex and Roundtable) attempt to figure out just who Op has a crush on.
“Let’s first just get you a clean slate. If I’m gonna teach you eyeliner, I may as well teach you the rest of it.”
“I thought I did okay.”
“Hun, that blush is way too dark for your skin.” She says, wiping her face clean.
“So, who are you tryin’ to impress?” Velimir asks her with a laugh in his voice.
“I’m not trying to impress anyone.” She responds with a huff, “I just like how it looks.”
“And there’s nothing wrong with that,” Minerva says, holding various products against Siberite’s face, “Besides you should learn how to use it. Might come in handy for things other than just impressing someone that you like.”
“Which I don’t. Just to be clear.”
“Of course.”
“Okay, if you say so. Just find it a little suspicious that your older counterpart seemed to ask for a more in depth lesson when she started talkin’ just a little bit more about a certain someone in that sanctum of yours.”
Siberite rolls her eyes, “Ugh! I am nothing like her when it comes to who we like. I don’t even know why she likes him. He’s, admittedly, kind of lame. She dated Aoi and Arthur out here, and she goes and picks him. It's beyond me.”
The older couple hold back their laughter, Minerva asking, “Is there someone you would have preferred she ended up dating?”
“I mean, Marie’s really pretty.” Her brow furrows in thought for a moment. “Okay the pickings are slim but my point still stands.”
“Whatever you say darlin’. Now come closer so I can show you what to do.”
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“Who do you think it is?”
“Hmm, there’s that one girl that hangs around here now, she used to come shopping here during the summers. Has that dark brown hair with the green scrunchie.”
“Oh her. I think she said her name was Lana. What about you Velimir?”
“I think it's that one boy, Jeremy. The one that wears that black jean jacket.” The three women glance at one another before busting out into laughter. “Now why is that funny?”
“You don’t need to read minds to know that she only tolerates his lovesick eyes because he’ll do just about any of the chores Arthur gives her.” Eleanor says. “He’s also one of the few people that let her just talk.”
“You think she’d just be honest with him and tell him how she feels.”
“She has.” The three say in unison.
“He just holds out hope I guess.” Lettie says with a shake of her head.
“Well then who do you think it is?” He asks, leaning on the bar.
“I have a few ideas, but sort of depends on what the boyfriend of her older self looks like.”
Minerva gives a snort, “She nearly went on a rant about how ‘lame’ she finds him, so I feel that shouldn’t count as evidence.”
If you are still curious Gen as to who precious little Operator has a crush on it is Amir. And you can witness everyone else finding out below.
“She seems to hang around Nicky quite often.” Eleanor says. “I see them playing Death Fighters in the arcade a lot.”
“Those two are always giggling and talking,” Aoi says approaching the group, “but never in any flirtatious way that I’ve heard. I think it’s one of the Cornell siblings. Her older self likes blondes, and I know the younger brother gives her little gifts all the time.”
More guesses are thrown around, Quincy soon joining in after his shift. They’ve nearly exhausted all the newest visitors of the mall by the time Arthur enters the bar. “Now what are we all talking about in such a lively manner?”
“Who the Operator has a crush on,” Eleanor answers, “Do you have any thoughts or suggestions, brother?”
He pops the bottle top off of his beer, “Oh that’s easy, it’s Amir.”
“Amir? Seriously fam?” Quincy says with a shake of his head.
“It’s Amir, trust me.”
“And what makes you so sure?”
“You do remember I make many of your guys' schedules for patrols, right? I’d be a rich man if I had a nickel for every time that girl’s asked me if she could be a team player and help with his patrols. Not to mention the amount of times she’s tried to get him out of things he doesn’t like to do so she can do them.”
“Wait, so you aren’t the one giving her all those chores?” Eleanor asks, Arthur responding with a shake of his head. “Jeremy you poor lovesick fool.”
“What does Jeremy have to do with this? Nope. No. Never mind, I don't need to know.”
Velimir glances up, nudging Minerva, “Hey look, there he is.”
Minerva leans back to look through another window, “And here she comes.”
The rest of the Hex watch intently as Siberite practically skips towards Amir with a smile. “There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you.”
“Sorry I just got back from the last watch, trying to find Aoi for the next one. And then Kaya stopped to ask some questions and-.”
“And now you’re here.”
“That I am. So, what can I do for you, Future? Did you finish Zalara, A Chain to the Past?”
“Not yet. But I came to ask you something.” The Hex watches as she begins to twist the tips of her fingers, trying to stand straighter. “You know how they started doing a weekly movie night here? Well I guess someone found a copy of Back to the Past and they’re gonna play it this weekend. I haven’t seen it and was thinking that you would come with me?”
“They found Back to the Past?! Oh man! That’s awesome! Even your older self hasn’t seen it yet. Hells yeah we can go see it!”
“Really?” She asks, face brightening.
“Totally. The gang is going to be so excited!” Her face falls with a whispered “Oh”. “Well maybe not all of them, but it’ll be a really fun time and good for us all. Man this is just made my week! Thanks Future!”
“Right, yeah. Of course. Anytime…”
The Hex all look away once Amir speeds off to find them and young Siberite walks back towards her room dejected. “I told you.” Arthur says, the rest mumbling in response. “However, watching that whole interaction, I don’t think he even knows.”
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So for context in my canon Operator Sib gets sent to 1999 for a year there after The Old Peace events because she uh really needs it, while Drifter her stays in the sanctum and has her own issues play out. But this is the piece wherein everyone (Hex and Roundtable) attempt to figure out just who Op has a crush on.
“Let’s first just get you a clean slate. If I’m gonna teach you eyeliner, I may as well teach you the rest of it.”
“I thought I did okay.”
“Hun, that blush is way too dark for your skin.” She says, wiping her face clean.
“So, who are you tryin’ to impress?” Velimir asks her with a laugh in his voice.
“I’m not trying to impress anyone.” She responds with a huff, “I just like how it looks.”
“And there’s nothing wrong with that,” Minerva says, holding various products against Siberite’s face, “Besides you should learn how to use it. Might come in handy for things other than just impressing someone that you like.”
“Which I don’t. Just to be clear.”
“Of course.”
“Okay, if you say so. Just find it a little suspicious that your older counterpart seemed to ask for a more in depth lesson when she started talkin’ just a little bit more about a certain someone in that sanctum of yours.”
Siberite rolls her eyes, “Ugh! I am nothing like her when it comes to who we like. I don’t even know why she likes him. He’s, admittedly, kind of lame. She dated Aoi and Arthur out here, and she goes and picks him. It's beyond me.”
The older couple hold back their laughter, Minerva asking, “Is there someone you would have preferred she ended up dating?”
“I mean, Marie’s really pretty.” Her brow furrows in thought for a moment. “Okay the pickings are slim but my point still stands.”
“Whatever you say darlin’. Now come closer so I can show you what to do.”
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“Who do you think it is?”
“Hmm, there’s that one girl that hangs around here now, she used to come shopping here during the summers. Has that dark brown hair with the green scrunchie.”
“Oh her. I think she said her name was Lana. What about you Velimir?”
“I think it's that one boy, Jeremy. The one that wears that black jean jacket.” The three women glance at one another before busting out into laughter. “Now why is that funny?”
“You don’t need to read minds to know that she only tolerates his lovesick eyes because he’ll do just about any of the chores Arthur gives her.” Eleanor says. “He’s also one of the few people that let her just talk.”
“You think she’d just be honest with him and tell him how she feels.”
“She has.” The three say in unison.
“He just holds out hope I guess.” Lettie says with a shake of her head.
“Well then who do you think it is?” He asks, leaning on the bar.
“I have a few ideas, but sort of depends on what the boyfriend of her older self looks like.”
Minerva gives a snort, “She nearly went on a rant about how ‘lame’ she finds him, so I feel that shouldn’t count as evidence.”
So Drifter Sib's left arm is robotic in this universe and makes sense that one from 1899(as far as one can tell) would be curious about it. So just a little moment/lunch conversation with the sanctum gang including some Op and Drifter interaction.
“I just needed a bit of a break is all. I asked around the mall and it was suggested I try to not wear it for periods of time to make the pain lessen.”
“Sounds counterproductive,” she says with a shrug grabbing a sandwich, “but whatever works for you I guess.”
Drifter rolls her eyes putting the arm back on, mumbling, “Not like I got much to lose at this point.” Marie watches closely, once again studying the various warframe pieces, question burning on her tongue. “What’s on your mind, Marie?”
“Hm? Oh, no it’s nothing.”
“You won’t know if something is inappropriate to ask unless you ask it.” Operator says, “No one here is gonna yell at you if it is.”
“True. I was merely wondering what made you choose the pieces that make up your arm.”
Drifter hands a plate to Lyon, “I don’t know, I didn’t pick them.”
“You didn’t?”
She shakes her head, everyone else looking up with mild curiosity. “I remember passing out after the fight with Ballas and when I woke up my arm was already attached.” She flexes her hand, “The K-. Er, Operator put it together.”
Everyone looks at her as she leans back picking away at the crust of her sandwich. “I collected warframe parts.” She looks up meeting various furrowed brows, “Oh not like that. Not in some creepy way. It was in case we came across any other Tenno that could use them to fix their frames. I spent hours laying them out trying to make some kind of aesthetically pleasing design, since I didn’t put much thought into the shoulder.”
“What do you mean?”
“You were screaming, withering in pain, and losing too much blood, I just kind of reached into the box and pulled something that would work to stop the bleeding. Thought it would be temporary but kinda got burnt in and embedded because of the infestation. We may not get infected but that doesn’t stop it from acting all weird.” She sighs, “If I could go back I’d pick something different.”
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“Mhm. So we didn’t have any friends our age, until we got to the Zariman and they had no choice essentially. Couldn’t fully tell you why we decided to sit with him during lunch but I do remember asking Palladium why he wasn’t talking back to us.”
“‘Well Sibby have you tried to stop talking? Give him a chance to respond.’” Everyone laughs, Drifter giving a playful shake of her head, “That part I remember, and we were so stumped by that answer.”
“Such sound advice on wasted breath,” Lyon says with a hint of a smile.
The two of them roll their eyes in unison, “Smartass.”
He and Drifter laugh softly as she lightly elbows him and he kisses her temple putting an arm around her. Marie glances over at young Operator, snickering when she sees her almost playfully gagging at the display of affection. “Anyway,” she says, making them look away from one another, “it wasn’t our fault he just didn’t have much to say to us. Besides we still didn’t have a ton of friends on the Zariman, but he was there. Even after, though much more distantly, until one day he was just gone.” She leans back in her chair sighing, “Just sucks I couldn’t remember all of that when I-.” She shakes her head, gathering her things, “Anyway, that’s the main reason you have that shoulder piece. Maybe it was fate or something all things considered.”
“Where are you going?” Marie asks, floating to stop the young woman from leaving, “Don’t you want to eat with us?”
“Nah, I brought it for you guys.” She says with a smile, “And a bit too tired to bear witness to the love birds and keep my mouth shut.”
She laughs as she walks out of the room, Marie following behind once the others are busy making plates. “Wait, Siberite, one more thing, s'il te plaît?” Siberite turns to face her, “Does it really upset you still for your elder self to be with Lyon? I was told it was part of the reason you both nearly had a falling out.”
“Weird to see it? Yes. Hate them dating? No, far from it.”
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