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Winter Blizzard Blues

WHO: Reeve Tuesti, York Stark, You?
WHERE: The Temba Restoration Committee Building
WHAT: Trapped during The Storm
WHEN: During the Blizzard
WARNINGS: None expected

The message from the Agrii had actually missed Reeve. His whole life was such that he often rested at different hours than many others. Nor did he often keep his comm near him when he slept, because people might reach out at weird hours. So he awoke, rose and dressed in the dark of his bedroom, and then rose to his feet. As he stepped into the main room the comm went off and Reeve, not hearing it, was moving to the door to open it up.

Time to see the day. He grabbed his bangle from the hook by the door, ready to call for his magic to melt away the snow on the stoop except... Except the materia were all dun. And the sky was open and gray, and the winds were howling. And all he could do was sigh and close the door back up.

All of that had been hours ago now, and Reeve had huddled up in his warmth, curled up in his blanket. This was not the day he was expecting. Now he just looked up as he heard knocking on his door. Whoever was out there needed brought in, now.

"Quick," he says when he cracks the door open, trying to keep it as closed as possible to prevent too much snow from blowing in. "Inside."

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"No exchange but I’ll owe you a favor or something when you need it." Damn. He really was offering help to a human, wasn’t he? He’d been in this city for almost a year and all of the ups and downs (more downs than ups for certain), and he was getting along with humans. The very 'people' that kept trying to take him apart.

"And I mean that." There’s...hesitation but his eyes are bright like he’s earnest. Because he is. Reeve is York‘s friend, Mini too. He wants to help out.

He wants to help.

"No," Reeve said, shaking his head. "I'm not going to ask for a favor either. Except perhaps the favor of you protecting yourself."

He doesn't want the android to feel obligated. That would be unfair.

"Protect myself, and you and Mini," he tries for. Compromise or something, right?" York doesn't want to budge on this, he wants to be a good member of their city population and give back when he's given to. That's how it works, right?

Fingers fidget by clenching and unclenching. "I... I want to. Help I mean." And it's a strange thing to admit after all the rough starts he's had and the hatred for humans. Well, at least Reeve knew that wasn't entirely true now.

Thanks, ghost of his older android brother. Fucking ghost snitch.

Ah. Well that he supposes he can accept. So he nods, because he doesn't know how to say yes without expressing his concern that York should ever do something that might upset him on Reeve's behalf.

"I can understand that."

York's bound to get into stupid at some point or another. It seemed attracted to him in Detroit, why not here too?

"Then we got a deal on that compromise?" He puts enough space between them to hold out his hand. Like it's an actual deal. Something he's seen his creator do enough times for certain. "I keep myself safe and protect you and Mini if it isn't detrimental to my system."

He's young. Young people do stupid things.

"Yes, we do," Reeve says, taking that hand and shaking it firmly. He's a business man, he believes in the power of a good sealing handshake.

"I like that plan. It's the same thing I asked of the Cait Sith units."

They ignored him of course, protecting Reeve was always their first step.

Young programmed androids that have deviated definitely do stupid things. He won't mention that though.

York's handshake is pretty firm, though the skin feels... off compared to a human's. It's as close as their technology has come in his Detroit at least. A simple reminder that he's an android playing human.

He lets go and crosses his arms over his chest for now. "Can I just stay here until the storm blows over then? Don't need my ghost brother snitching on me to anyone else."

Who cares if the skin feels off. Reeve's used to all sorts of things. Robot hands, and hands covered in clawed golden gauntlets, and hands in combat gloves, and even paws. This isn't that weird.

"Of course you can stay. You didn't even need to ask. I will want to know some of your needs though. Like whether we need to share blankets or not."

"It's rude to just think I can stay without asking," he points out. His mother's manners program was still in tact (a little bit it seems). York pulls his hoodie off, letting the yellow glow of his LED shine dimly through his black shirt.

"I don't really have any, none like a human's anyways. I power down during the night into sleep mode so I can recharge and that's about it. So I can just... lay on the couch or in an out of the way spot." A pause. "Or I can just hang out with Mini, too. Droids of a feather flock together, or whatever."

"It would be, if you didn't have a standing welcome here, York. Which you do. You always will."

Which had not been as true before the brother's revelation, but would be now. Trust had to be a two way street, and Reeve was so quick and happy to give it.

"There's only the bed," Reeve points out. Which isn't that shocking. "As for Mini, he's tunneling to the cold box I built out back. The cold doesn't affect him, so he offered to do so. He doesn't sleep, so he'd be happy to hang out."

Standing welcome here. York definitely files that away to use in case he ever finds himself at Reeve's door again. Which... hopefully wouldn't happen but knowing this town? It probably would.

"Well if there's only one bed, I'm not taking it from you. I'm an android, I don't actually need comfort while I'm in stasis. It doesn't do anything for me. But I'll at least sleep on the couch so you don't trip over me on the floor."

Reeve gestures around the room, to take in how sparsely his personal space is furnished. There is no couch. At all. There's the bed, the nightstand, and a wardrobe for his clothes.

"I'm afraid if you don't wish to be on the floor, the bed is all there is. It's large enough for two and I do not cuddle, so you should be fine. But I'm not going to expect you to be uncomfortable just because you are an android. You are still a person."

"Not much for cuddling myself," he agrees with his own shrug. But if the bed was all that was available that... wasn't the floor, he'd settle for it. At least in here there was no storm, no snitching ghost bro, no one that would harm him.

Reeve gave his word.

Teal watches brown for a moment before nodding. "Bed sharing it is then. Just tell me what side you sleep on and I'll go in stasis on the other side. At least if you snore, it won't wake me up." There's a little hint of a smirk at that.

Well, there was that. And Reeve didn't remember Poe mentioning any snoring, so it was probably fine either way.

"How likely are you to need to get up in the night?"

Because it would be better for Reeve to be away from the wall if he was the only one likely to move a lot.

"I won't. Once I'm in stasis, I stay there until I'm fully charged. I've managed that to work like a sleep cycle at this point, for about eight hours like a human's. Usually I only have to do it every other night, but I can work it to be each while I'm here." He looks at Reeve.

"Are you afraid I'll get bored and try to get up while you're asleep? I won't wake you up. Obviously you know I tolerate you so I won't be an entire asshole to you."

Edited 2023-05-09 00:58 (UTC)

"Would that I could have sleep so regularly," he said with a sigh. Even every other night. Mini of course had to bother him. Speaking of.

There's the sound of a door opening and closing, and Reeve rises.

"Mini and I will get a small fire started. And no, I was more concerned about needing to get up to tend a fire, or other things."

"I can temporarily reset the timer I have, so I can wake up periodically to check on the fire," he offers, then looks towards the sound of the door. Probably just Mini.

He thinks while Reeve moves around. "Is there anything I should do?"

Oh, that's intriguing. Reeve smiles at him thankfully.

"That would be appreciated. Mini's fur is not the most fire resistant, so it's dangerous for him to do that."

For now, though, he just gestures toward the best.

"Rest. We'll get the warmth started."

"Androids aren't really fire resistant either, and neither are humans from what I've gathered." Smirk. But he moves to the bed to sit on the foot of it. He thinks about what his ghost brother said, and how calmly Reeve had accepted it. Hadn't even berated York for it.

It reminds the android of how Richie had just accepted him with metaphorical open arms on the day of his arrival. When he was an even more aggressive asshole during that trial thing happening. "Thanks... for letting me stay."

Reeve actually looks at York for a moment. It's the sort of look that might be read to say 'what a silly thing to say'. Because of course he was.

"It helps one stay sane to not be alone in a situation like this. And we are friends. So it makes even more sense. Now, let's see if I have that flint around here somewhere easily accessed."

"Yeah, androids that go really off the tracks... are not nice to deal with." He watches Reeve start to hunt about for the flint, then moves to lay on the bed. He stretches out so he takes up less space, and pulls his hood up to wash his face in shadow.

Comfort isn't a thing for him, like humans, but...it feels nice. Okay. It's all soft and it helps the android settle. A periodic alarm is set to check the fire every hour and a half. Finally he lets his system slip into stasis, with the glow of his LED on his chin going from teal into a soft gold color.

And he's out.

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move to wrap this one soon?

yeah, we can do that <3

Re: yeah, we can do that <3

Re: yeah, we can do that <3

Thanks for the theead

the pleasure is all mine, now reeve knows york's 'secret' hahaha