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KISS MEME // ACCEPTING

    this is... unexpected.                                                     ( but, if she’s being honest with herself,                                                      it’s ... not unwelcome in the slightest.                                                      if she’s being honest, she’s imagined                                                       this exact moment for years now. )

    her eyes flutter shut and a pleasant shiver runs up her spine.     it’s gentle, slow, the beat of hummingbirds wings--    all sorts of cliche descriptions that don’t come to her short-circuiting mind right now.

    when they part, liwen squeezes her hands shut to calm the little tremble,    but she’s practically beaming, uninhibited in a way she doesn’t like to show often.

                           ❝ ... Wow. ❞    she whispers it, and immediately realizes how silly it sounds,     but her mind is still freezing up, tongue incapable of being any more eloquent.     nevertheless, she tries again.

                           ❝ So. Um. That was--? ❞ 

RUDE.

                           ❝ Fine, you can have a single bottle. ❞

          Mako: *exists*                

Send me a  ♗ and I’ll use my icon style to make an icon of your muse

    a small push to her elbow upwards, he’s checking for any inconsistencies in her stance and aim. this is all basics, but it’s the basics that you build up on: the foundation.   “  ------ try t’keep yer shoulders down, it messes up yer aim a little.   ” 

                                                                          (starter for @sworduser)

    it’s just meant to be a test.

    she settles the headset into place,      giving mako a nervous little nod.     since she piloted scrapper on her own,     she hasn’t ever attempted an actual drift.

    liwen closes her eyes and takes a deep breath,     as the drift pulls her in.

    it’s a veritable rush -- emotions and thoughts and memories swirling, blurring,     and their edges bleed together as she feels mako’s mind press against hers.

    she watches these moments in mako’s life flash by,     wonders what moments mako can see of her own --                  her mother’s death by radiation poisoning,                  the scarce memories she has before her father left them,                  the years she spent feeling like she had no family and no one in the world.

    but then, she’s surrounded by mako again,     in a way she knows is making her heart beat faster,     and she hopes mako can’t tell somehow, and --                 oh.                  she’s definitely going to know about liwen’s feelings now, isn’t she?                 shit shit shit, this is going to be so awkward, she thinks,

    ... before she feels some sort of feeling bubbling through her, through them,     and o h, that’s not liwen’s feelings this time, is it?

    and then it feels like, as soon as they’ve finally settled into the drift,     mako taps her arm and they retreat back into their own minds,     and now liwen’s is reeling.

                           ❝ That was... intense. 嗯 ... ❞