breathborne:

— ectoBiologist [EB] is offline! —

> Your heart is in your mouth as you scan over those coordinates. Like, probably literally. You can taste heart. And it’s gross. It tastes like anxiety.

> God, you hope this works. You don’t know if you can handle the disappointment of not getting out of here. Not when you’re this close.

> Once you’ve committed the coords to memory, you close the laptop and stash it in the small bag you packed — filled with only the essentials, as well as a few sentimental tokens; your Con Air bunny, a couple of Jade’s old gadgets, a scarf Rose had knitted for you the Christmas before you played the game. Throw the bag over your shoulder.

> Then you pick up Casey. She burbles a bit and settles into your arms. What a good daughter.

> Pulse hammering, short of breath, you climb up onto the transportalizer platform and input the coordinates Arley had sent you. Grip Casey a bit tighter.

> You cast one last look around the spaceship.

> And then you slam your palm onto the “go” button.

Zzzzap!

– analyticalRhetoric [AR] is now an idle chum!–

Very nearly tripping and falling in his excitement (new friends!!!) he ran into the living room, eagerly bouncing on the balls of his feet to meet John. Hands were shoved and writhing in the pocket of his favourite hoodie (the faded red one with the big black X on it) as he waited for John, red eyes wide behind his shades. This was so exciting!! He was so excited to meet someone new, to have someone in this house that had been big, lonely, and empty lately. It was sad, but Arley knew somewhere deep inside that things would be okay. They had to be, right?

In the seconds it took for John to appear, he held his breath - well, he took in a breath and held it, which was a completely unnecessary action but it seemed right! - and waited. Ah..! There he was!

Somewhat used to Dirk and his space issues, Arley stayed where he was, nearly vibrating, but smiling like the big dumb goof he was.

“Hello!” he chirped. “It seems like the repair job worked!”

breathborne, breathborne (29 ♥, 05/10)
  1. princebot reblogged this from breathborne and added:
    Entirely calm as he waited for John to calm down, he kept up the comfort and the nuzzles and the hairpets and backrubs....
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    > This robot is giving you the best comfort hug you’ve had since your dad was alive, and you’re enjoying every moment of...
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