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Nothing's boring when I'm on the app, dude. There's just too damn much of it.

[might as well be honest about that too, right? hell, she was doing a real damn bad job at keeping up her pretenses around Lillian. she could kind of see where this conversation was going from here—she'd be, like, doing something instead of chilling in the forest racking her brain—but didn't really know what was going to come next.]

You suggesting anything? [she glanced very, very briefly at their hands.]

Hmm...

[Lillian seemed to think it over, her hand shifting in Anna's grip, the cool metal of her thumb running absently over the back of the other's hand.]

Not anything out in the woods.

[She said with a little laugh, then a dramatic sigh as she let her self slump to the side so her head fell onto Anna's shoulder.]

We may need to stand up.

Mm.

[well, that was a lot easier of an idea to stomach before Lillian put herself right there on Anna's shoulder. and her dumb touch-starved ass lapped that whole sensation up, even more than she liked the idea of them holding hands or being this close to each other in the first place. this was the problem. this was how it had started with Astin. Anna was depressed and looking for some comfort and someone was there to provide it and...]

[well. she and Lillian knew each other a lot better than she and Astin had. maybe it wasn't the worst thing in the world to see where this took them. she turned her head very slightly, just to see what Lillian looked like like this.]

What were you thinking?

[The problem was, Lillian wasn't really sure what she was thinking. Well, no, she had ideas, but they were all...hm. She knew she should stop worrying about every detail of everything, she hadn't been like this until recently. Too many things changing, too many things being done to her instead of just with her. And too many things she wanted to do, but felt a kind of urging not to.]

[How many years had she ignored voices like that? And here she was, being indecisive...or as indecisive as she was capable of being, anyway. She didn't answer at first, just feeling the faint rise of Anna's shoulders as she breathed, the warmth of her hand against her own cool metal one, the feeling of the chill autumn air. Eventually she let out a slow breath, lifting her head again off Anna's shoulder. No more of this worrying.]

I am thinking that I'm doin' way too much thinking.

[Without letting go of Anna's hand, she turned so that she could climb to her feet, then made to tug the taller girl up also. Her legs and butt were covered in leaves but she'd deal with that in a minute.]

Come on. We'll figure out where we're going once we're actually goin' somewhere.

[Anna got to her feet readily, not even questioning it. that was the kind of reasoning she could get behind. especially after she'd spent so much time being... intense, trying in vain to solve problems she only halfway had the answers to.]

[she liked having a point B from her point A. after spending so many years trying to figure out where her point B was and feeling utterly aimless, restless, useless, it was something she could focus on. but if she spent too much time thinking about the path, she'd end up burned out. like she was now. if she could just... have some time to spend with Lillian? that would be fine.]

Sounds like a plan to me. [maybe walking through the forest holding a cute girl's hand could be the rest of her day.] I could use the excuse to just hang out with you some more. Long as it's not weird to do stuff with someone six years older than you.

Of course it sounds like a plan, it's a great plan. [Lillian grinned brightly once the taller girl was upright, then gently tugged her into a walk back towards the town. She was still, frankly, self-conscious about her hands, and the tug was probably weaker than it would have been before the change, worried some that she might actually crush Anna's hand.]

[So far so good, at least.]

Mmm... [At the second comment she just smirked and shrugged.] I don't know, I ain't gonna complain about hangin' out with a hot older lady, you know. [A little chuckle.] Pretty sure nobody's gonna complain about that.

[Lil didn't have to worry that hard, not that Anna really noticed anything quite yet. she had this... idea that she'd be losing the rest of her body one way or another to the metal. so she was delighting in any sensation she could get. on top of being touch-starved.]

Maybe we can go find you some water. [yes, because of the thirst.] You're gonna give me a big head if you keep talking about me like this. Swooning over the shit I say, calling me hot... come on, Lil.

Nah, I've got what I need right here. [Lillian could roll with any sarcastic comment, Anna, don't even bother.] And it ain't fault if you say swoon-worth stuff! The big heads all on you though.

[She found herself hurrying up, tugging the taller woman along without any real sense of where she was going. She just felt good to be moving again.]

Oh! Did you want to see my axe?

[She did not have enough excuses to show off her axe.]

I... yes? Absolutely.

[okay, look. Anna wasn't, for a lot of reasons, super into how easy she'd fallen into the mindset of using her own swords to take a human life. she didn't care a lot about weapons and the longer she could go without actually having to use one to cut someone down, the better. but come on. how could she have said no to a question like that?]

Where are you keeping it? We heading back to your place?

[which was. also something Anna could get behind.]

[Lillian snickered at that answer, steadying her pace just a bit when she realized she'd been going faster then seemed...not embarrassing.]

Oh, no, I totally keep my giant axe in a locker at the bus station.

[She smirked, then nodded.]

Yeah, it's in my livin' room. [A beat, as she realized she was dragging a woman she basically flirted with non-stop home with her.]

...That's cool, right?

[okay. okay. there was an opening here for Anna to be cool, and she definitely wanted to take it, because it was being handed to her on a literal silver platter. she glanced at Lillian, looked at their intertwined hands, then smirked right back at her. in a lower voice, meant more for the two of them, she said,]

You are terrible at this.

[and waited for Lillian to lead the way with a playful look in the direction they'd been going anyway. well, as playful as any look Anna wore.]

[My how the tables had turned! Lillian flushed at that and then let out a huff of a breath as she tried to formulate a response.]

No I ain't! I just... [A sucked in breath and a sigh.] Ain't used to feelin' this like...excited? Bringin' somebody home.

[Lillian had people over with what was probably more than healthy frequency, though not since the hand thing. But it was different with Anna.]

[She kept moving even as she spoke, and thankfully it wasn't too long a walk to her apartment building.]

Yeah, well.

[Anna mulled over what to say next. how much to say without giving away the entire game. a lot of it depended on how things went today, though Anna's standards were... well, Lillian was meeting most of them. especially right now.]

Get used to the feeling.

[she didn't really know how else to continue that while they walked, but. maybe it would've been incentive to Lillian to walk a little faster. it felt weirdly nice to be wanted like Lillian obviously did.]

[Anna's comment earned her a quick look from Lillian, a mixture of surprise and relief and maybe something else, but she didn't actually say anything after it, just went back to walking.]

[When they reached her apartment she led the taller woman up the steps and along the balcony that led to her door, fishing her key out as she went and unlocking it with a quick click.]

Well...here we are.

[She said, not nervous at all that was silly, as she pushed the door open and stepped through, holding it so Anna could enter. The apartment was simple, mostly neat, a kitchen off to the side, a living room/dining room combo, and a hallway leading off to other places.]

[Resting against the wall near the couch was a almost nonsensically large axe.]

[the first thing Anna cared about wasn't the huge fuck-off axe, though she definitely did notice it. she wanted to see how Lillian lived, what her place looked like, where the neighborhood was and what the building was like and... for no reason. all of that for absolutely no reason whatsoever. and definitely not so she could remember how to get here when this happened again. if.]

[the first thing she allowed herself to react to, of course, was the axe.]

Holy shit, Lil. Are you supposed to chop stuff or crush it with that thing? Did you have to drag it all the way here or can you actually swing it?

[Beyond the basics, the apartment was...a bit messy. Messier than it might have been at other times, honestly, but the last few month had been pretty stressful, all things considered. The trash had a pile of takeout boxes in it, there were books scattered around the couch and living room table, some magazines too, and a tablet on the pillow. And don't go down the hallway, no one wanted to see the bedroom right now...]

[Lillian closed the door behind them and turned to face the weapon as well, slipping past Anna again and over to it. She reached out to tip it up, resting on the base of it's handle, but didn't try to pick it up.]

I can pick it up? I mean, I couldn't before, but I can now. I guess 'cause. [She held up her free hand, wiggling the metal fingers.]

And I think it's kinda both? It's sharp enough, but as best as I can remember the robot me would swing it around almost like a sharp bat.

[it was a nice place in Anna's eyes, and it was bold to assume that nobody wanted to see the bedroom at the moment, but yeah, Lillian had Anna's attention with the axe pretty well. especially with the promise of being able to lift it, which.]

[look. strong girls were hot and Anna couldn't be faulted for that in the slightest. even strong androids.]

Nice, nice. You should totally show me how she did the damn thing when swinging it around isn't gonna destroy your entire place.

[Anna took the time while she was talking to walk a little further into the apartment, sort of like she owned the place but more than anything else just glad that she could finally see where her friend lived. and she could ask a leading question like a motherfucker, even if her tone was a little dead. that was just how she talked.]

This all you wanted to show me around here?

[Lillian lifted the axe a few inches off the ground with her right hand, holding it there as if trying to judge how heavy it felt against how heavy it really was. Robot arms made things hard to quantify like that, it seemed. She set it back down and shrugged.]

Sure, we can take it out to a clearing or somethin'. Luckily most people aren't gonna notice us doin' something weird like that, and-

[She was mostly rambling, which is why the second thing Anna said caught her off guard, and for a moment her eyes were a bit wide. But only a moment. Was that flirting? Was Anna actually flirting back? And it wasn't the first time tonight, was it...]

[She folded her arms behind her back, one metal hand gripping a metal wrist as she started back over to where thee taller girl was standing, peering up at her with a grin.]

Why? [She asked.] You hopin' there's somethin' else to see besides my axe?

Don't know yet. Figured you'd have something planned out if you ever got me to come over.

[maybe she was flirting! maybe she was lonely. maybe she wanted company, maybe she wanted someone else who knew what it was like to be faced with her own humanity every time she looked in the mirror. maybe she was just in the mood to make an extremely bad decision.]

'Cause when I have people over, I just drink and watch shitty movies. But you probably have some better ideas.

[she glanced down at Lillian through her bangs and gave her the absolute faintest smirk in return. Anna had no idea what Lillian might have been talking about.]

Planned. [Lillian just laughed softly.] I never thought I'd get this far, so I definitely wouldn't call 'em plans.

[She half-turned away, taking a few absent steps across the room before suddenly turning back.]

Day dreams? Silly little fantasies that made me giggle in class?

[Her grin got a bit wider.]

What did you think would happen if you ever came over, hm?

[She is ignoring the drink and watch movie statement, at least for the moment.]

[oh, no, she definitely wanted to hear more about those fantasies. and she wasn't going to let Lil off the hook that easily. but for now, she needed to come up with an answer that sounded interesting enough. Anna just wasn't too interesting of a person, was the issue, but. maybe Lillian was easy to please.]

Don't know. Figured we'd be depressed about turning into robots, we'd be trying to block all that out. Maybe we'd get fucked up, maybe we'd watch some dumb disaster movies.

[she was the one who was terrible at this. but the last thing she said she hoped to god was enough to pique Lillian's interest. because this was definitely, like, at a tipping point of happening vs. not happening, and Anna was absolutely trying to tip it the right way.]

Maybe we'd spend some time reminding each other that we're still human.

[Lillian was easy to please, if she were being honest. Sometimes all she needed was a pretty face, and Anna would have qualified at that, even if the teleporting sword hadn't been a factor. And the fact that she was interesting and Lillian would've fought her to the death rubbing it in.]

[Instead she just laughed, a noise that was almost as giggle, as she seemed to pick up on the fact that Anna was...trying? Which was something, really. She was still half-turned away but she twisted back, stepping closer again.]

Getting high and watching a disaster movie doesn't sound like a great way to cure depression about being a robot. [She said thoughtfully, her eyes fixed on Anna's. Her hands unfolded from behind her back, and one of them reached out to catch Anna's gently by the wrist, as gentle as she could manage with metal fingers anyway.]

...Reminding each other we're human, though...I can get behind that.

Yeah?

[Anna was more than happy to let Lillian take her wrist, and she even took a step closer so their bodies just barely avoided touching. her other hand went up like it was going to take Lillian's free hand, then moved past it to her waist and rested there.]

Why don't you tell me some of those daydreams and we'll see if I get any ideas?

[shit, that was smooth. shit, she figured out how to be smooth at the last second. this was definitely going to happen now. all she had to do was not blow it and actually act on whatever Lillian told her.]

[Lillian felt herself hesitate as Anna moved, eyes turned slightly upward to watch the taller woman's face. Her mind was racing, a swirl of uncertain thoughts because she hadn't been joking when she said she wasn't expecting Anna to ever actually be here. And now she was. And her hand was on Lillian's waist, and she was so close it was enough to make her squirm.]

[Usually she was in control of situations like this. She was a constant flirt and she'd learned to deal with the consequences of that, but this was different somehow. Anna was different somehow, really, which...well.]

[She wasn't sure how long she was silent, probably long enough to be noticeable. Shit. She sucked in a breath, the hand on Anna's wrist letting go, but only long enough that her metal fingers could slip down to take Anna's own warm, flesh ones, linking through them, the action mostly to give herself a moment to sort out her thoughts. It didn't really work, but honestly...]

[At this point, was there really anything to hide?]

Mm...[Another breath, and she grinned faintly.] I guess that depends on what kind of daydream you want to hear about?

[She let her eyes flick away, glancing over the room, then back, her expression almost coy.]

Sometimes it's a couch daydream...sometimes it's a wall daydream...

[Anna couldn't help but quirk up the corner of her mouth just a little bit before Lillian reached down for her hand. clearly the unexpectedness of suddenly being smooth had hit both of them pretty hard, and she was grateful that Lillian, for once, seemed just as lost.]

[with their hands locked, Anna took a few steps towards the nearest flat surface (a wall) before Lillian even got through explaining her daydreams, then kept up her slow walk until Lillian was in a position where, if Anna wanted, she could shove her right up against the wall and do whatever she wanted to her.]

How long have you been having these daydreams, anyway?

[because Anna was definitely two seconds away from making sure the wall one became a reality.]

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