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[electrowhipit]

When you people say "things" happen every once in a while, are these "things" always so... I don't even know how to describe that. Involved? Difficult? Whatever it was, I hope it's not the norm.

But it looks like I got a little something for my troubles.

[ There's the sound of tearing paper as Jolt rips into the envelope, and quiet for a long, long moment.

Followed by the distinct crackle of electricity that causes a fair amount of static over the line for a second or two. ]

...

Yes!

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[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... I can lie down where I won't be bothering you.

[as he's standing in the entryway, hand on the door.]

[electrowhipit]

...

You're not a bother, Sideswipe. You never were.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

You just said I was. I'm not helping... I'm... not even sure of what I'm doing.

[electrowhipit]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Deep breath]

... Don't... I... It's not your fault...

[electrowhipit]

Oh, please. We wouldn't be having this conversation if I'd just left well enough alone.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

So, what? You'd rather I kept harassing you?

[electrowhipit]

...


Maybe I don't exactly mind it.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

...

[And another deep breath. Those are helpful.]

Maybe you should.

[electrowhipit]

Why?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I don't know! Maybe the fact that we're in a town... run by insane drones, who can take our processors out of our own bodies, kill one another with flashing lights, and like to poison the people here!

[electrowhipit]

Oh, and now where we are suddenly matters? It sure didn't seem to bother you earlier when you decided you wanted to hold my hand or feel my heartbeat.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Yes, now it matters! I--I wasn't paying attention! It... that's different!

[electrowhipit]

Different. Different how?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

...

Because.

[electrowhipit]

Because.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Because I wasn't thinking.

[electrowhipit]

...

You know what? Forget it. Forget I said anything. Just... leave or whatever you were gonna do. [ turning around and heading back into the house ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Just... facepalm.]

Jolt... What do you want me to do! Say! What do you want!

[electrowhipit]

I want to know, okay? Did any of that actually mean anything, or was that just you "harassing" me?

I thought if-- I am such an idiot.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He's quiet for a moment. And when he answers, it's quiet.]

... I don't... know. All right? I don't know. That... that hand... business just felt... like I should.

[electrowhipit]

[ quiet for a long moment as well, his expression carefully neutral ]

Sideswipe... look, please don't go. I won't- I promise not to bring any of this up or ask you any more questions, but if you try to walk all the way home and something happens to your leg, I--

Please. Stay.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't respond at first. Then he sighs, letting go of the door and leaning on the wall.]

Fine. And I'll... stay out of... your space.

[electrowhipit]

I'll stay out of yours. And just kind of generally not talk to you.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... It doesn't bother me if you... are. In my space. I don't... think I actually have... personal space.