circumspector: (xi » how is it you sing anything)
a n g e l . ([personal profile] circumspector) wrote in [community profile] station72 2016-07-25 02:01 pm (UTC)

[ She times herself to him, waits for him patiently to feel adjusted, to not be overwhelmed. Stretches her fingers in an absent way, relaxed mostly. Or rather, especially. She likes this, is maybe why she finds being in the hive so comfortable. It wasn't an invasion, it was too true connection to her. So removed from the physical, that the mental link was easier for her in many ways. A eager sort of intimacy she did not mind at all.

Especially, when there he thinks that word again, and she giggles, a ripple of thought that is upturned and pleased as much as abashed.
]

( It's a little complicated, I was born... different. We're called sirens. I connect with machines, mentally, like we're connecting now. But literally... millions of them I guess. So it could get very loud, and I'd get overwhelmed a lot when I was younger and... unfortunately when a siren isn't in control of themselves... people die. ) [ says it gingerly, she didn't want to scare him. But it was what it was. ] ( I had... help too. The metal plates on my head allow my brain waves to be monitored, and a team of scientists used to... observe me. Not that it's useful to you, but other members of the hive can help. Like this. ) [ A cheerful squeeze of his hand. ]

( So never worry about asking. Even if I'm busy, being connected means I don't even really need to be present. You can just reach out for me whenever you like, and I'll do my best. )

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