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more cloneness--i didn't post that yet, did i?
previous part:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/askerian/80391.html
Careful, some sex talk in here. XD
Chapter 4
-- Early Morning --
Duo woke up quickly, used to go from sleep to consciousness in an instant. Nothing was moving, so he opened his eyes. He folded his blanket and sat up, yawning.
The clone, still sitting in his corner, was awake too... and glaring down at something between his legs. He looked up at Duo, then ignored him to scowl down again. Puzzled, the scavenger crawled to his corner, quietly since the kids were still asleep and as much as he loved them he liked a bit of peace and quiet before starting his day.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he whispered.
The clone looked uncomfortable. "... I don't really know," he admitted, sounding faintly puzzled and annoyed all at once. "It always does that."
"Does what?" Duo repeated, confused. "You sick or something?"
The Soldier blinked at him, considering his suggestion. "I don't think I am."
"Then what's wrong?"
The clone pointed down, looking decidedly unhappy.
The scavenger looked down to see a hard-on straining Heero's pants, and quickly turned around. "Jeezus! Warn a guy next time! You don't just... show people that!"
Heero blinked. "... ah? I didn't know," he explained with a half-shrug. "So it's normal?" he asked, frowning. "How do you make it go away?"
Duo felt his cheeks burning. It only worsened when the clone stared at him with confusion plain on his face and asked, "You're turning red. Is something wrong?"
"It's normal. It's called an erection. Specifically, morning wood. And it's just... shit, what did those doctors teach ya?" he complained as he sat down next to Heero, carefully averting his eyes.
Heero snorted. "I'm guessing you don't really want to know."
"It's... it happens to guys," Duo stammered as he tried to find a way to explain. But without knowing what Heero knew, it was difficult.
"... Obviously," the clone replied slowly, giving him a doubtful look. "Girls don't have a penis."
"I just don't know why they didn't teach ya about your own body," Duo grumbled, flushing darker.
"I know enough about the human body to know where to hit to paralyze or kill," Heero replied evenly. "They didn't teach me anything else. It wasn't relevant."
"Yeah, but I ain't the guy with a boner in my pants," Duo shot back before raking his fingers through his hair nervously. "It's just... it happens to guys when they're... when they're aroused."
"Aroused?"
The confusion on the clone's face was painful, especially since he looked his age.
"Yeah, like, sexually. I can't believe I'm having this talk with ya..." the scavenger sighed, covering his eyes with his hand. "... most of my kids ain't old enough for this yet..." And the rest had learned before he found them, so he had never needed to explain anything yet.
Heero blinked. "Oh. It's related to... sexual need?"
"Well, yeah. Have you ever..." Duo paused, feeling his blush reach new heights. "... Have ya ever woke up... sticky?"
The clone looked thoughtful for a second. "... a few times recently. It didn't happen before. The hormone suppressors must have worn off entirely then," he added to himself, frowning.
Duo gaped at him, jaw hanging. "Hormone suppressors?! Shit... no wonder they didn't teach ya this shit. Ya literally didn't need to know."
Duo wondered if it was too late to run when Heero turned to face him, a curious look in his eyes. Ah well. It would give him training for when his smallest boys would ask.
"Well, wakin' up sticky is a wet dream. You get sexually aroused and... well... blow your load... uhh... ejaculate."
Heero nodded thoughtfully, frowning faintly. "But why in my sleep? I don't have enough of a sexual identity to dream about having sex."
"Well, how the hell would I know? Your subconscious does funny things, okay?"
"...Okay," he replied slowly. He didn't look very convinced, as if he still had tons of other questions. But he didn't ask, and Duo wasn't sure of what he wanted to know, so he didn't continue.
It was so weird, he thought as he watched the room with his kids sleeping in piles here and there, to be sitting almost shoulder to shoulder with a killer clone and to be giving him lessons in human biology. But life had thrown craziest stuff at him... though not often as awkward, he amended as Heero glanced down at his own lap once again and calmly informed him that his erection still hadn't gone away.
"Well... generally... most guys... uhhh... make it go down themselves..." he stuttered, fighting not to look into these weirdly innocent eyes. They should have looked cold and uncaring, not... not...
"How?"
"W-well... m-most g-gys... they... well they... m-masturbate."
Heero blinked placidly. "Which is?"
Duo's mind reeled. "Shit! Don't ya know anything?!" Stupid question. Of course not. "It's when... it's when ya... ya touch yourself!" he explained, making a vague hand motion.
The clone looked down at his lap once again. "And what is it supposed to do?" he asked, visibly confused.
Duo was getting really flustered, which didn't get better when Heero reached between his legs tentatively. He grabbed the clone's hand quickly, blushing to the root of his hair once again. "Hey!! You... you don't just DO it!"
The clone looked up at him, surprised, then frowned. "...I don't know if you've noticed, but I do not understand that kind of things. If you don't want me to do something, then tell me not to. When logic cannot help me, I will assume it's okay until proven otherwise."
Duo flushed, feeling guilty for a second. "You... you jerk off alone, okay? With no one watching. No one's supposed to watch ya do it."
Heero considered for a few seconds. "Hiding? Ah... I guess you can't show me how then. Can you tell me more about it or is this also forbidden?"
"S-show...? Look... uhh... you don't... I mean... uhhh..."
Heero was watching him, waiting patiently. "Yes?"
Duo sighed, trying to forget how awkward he felt. "You want me to show ya, but usually you don't do that stuff unless you're gonna... well, have sex."
The clone was blinking owlishly, visibly thinking hard to assimilate what he was saying in a way that made sense to him. Duo sighed again.
"Well, I guess it's okay to beat off with someone else... but it's sorta... private? Intimate?"
"Oh. So you showing me how would imply that you're going to have sex with me?"
"Well... not exactly but... You usually learn to do it on your own. The way I whack off might not feel good for you. You need to... uhhh... experiment, I guess."
"... Good suggestion."
"But," the scavenger continued, trying not to think about how there was a good chance that the minute the clone got to be alone he'd drop his pants and test it out, "you have to be careful about... uhm... who ya ask stuff. There's all sorts of pervs who'd try an' take advantage of ya."
The clone nodded seriously. "I wouldn't let just anyone get close enough to touch me," he informed him with a touch of coldness, coldness that disappeared a second later when he looked away from Duo's face to stare at his own feet. "But you trust me with your kids. I figure you'd be relatively safe."
"Well, I suppose that's a compliment. Heh... I need the practice anyway, so I can give these monsters the facts of life, too. If I live that long, anyway."
"They don't know yet?"
"Fuck no," Duo replied, thinking of little Lena, or baby Quatre, or the twins. "They're just little kids!"
"I'm not sure," the clone replied, slightly defensive. "I've never been around children for long before. Is there an age to talk about sexual matters? I'm not sure what I should talk about around them."
"Well, they know alot about survivin' but..." He looked at the sleeping children with a soft light in his eyes. "...I'm protectin' them. Understand? I don't want 'em to know too much about anythin' until they're ready for it. If I told the little ones about sex, they wouldn't understand that it feels good. They'd just think it sounded gross."
The clone looked thoughtful again, and Duo took pity on him.
"You can pretty much talk about anythin' around my older kids. If they don't understand it, they'll be sure to pester ya for answers. But try to keep it simple. If they look even more confused, dumb it down... or send them to me."
"I'll remember... but I don't know how to act around kids. they confuse me. They're so illogical."
Duo chuckled. "That they are. Kids ain't computers ya program. Mostly they learn by being around adults and observing, bit by bit. It's long and hard to raise a child," he added, thinking of all the people out there who hadn't bothered. "That's why I'm protectin' 'em," Duo added in a whisper, watching the kids --his kids-- sleep, maybe not wholly safe, and not quite with a full belly, but as well cared for as he could make possible. "'Cuz no one else would."
"Oh. Makes sense."
The clone fell silent once again, thinking about God knew what.
Duo found it weirdly fascinating to watch him think. There was no doubt that he thought fast and was very intelligent, but the gaps in his education were frighteningly wide. Watching him try to bridge them when he was almost an adult already brought out a mix of bewilderment and pity.
"... If you told me how... I could help, I think. But I'm not sure if I'm not just a liability."
Duo stared at him, floored. Where the hell had that come from? "What do ya mean by that?" he asked, turning to face the clone.
"Protecting them."
"Why the hell would ya do that for?" the scavenger shot back, immediately wary. Heero may be a badly socialized kid in a way, but he still had been created to be a cold-blooded killer. Some of his brothers had been infiltrators, gaining trust and then betraying people, and while the war was finished, that didn't mean that some part of his conditioning wasn't still well and truly active. And he didn't see why the hell the clone would ever want to bother helping him, when no one else --no normal, supposedly decent human-- would.
"... I think I'd like to stop wandering for a while," the Soldier admitted in an oddly wistful whisper. "And you're the only one who's talked to me. Everyone else just shot me or ran away."
Duo looked at the kids, then Heero, torn between his need to protect his kids and a deep-seated mistrust, and his compassion.
"I dunno..." he replied, frowning, then sighed and stood up. "Your problem gone now?"
The clone looked at his lap to check, still as blissfully unaware of the impropriety of the act. "Looks like it."
"That's a trick," the scavenger replied with a chuckle. "If ya can't beat off, think of something utterly dull and boring and routine."
The clone considered for a second, then nodded. "I'll try," he replied as he got up too. "You can't trust me yet anyway," he added, as if to himself, and Duo understood that they weren't talking of his morning wood problem anymore.
"No, I don't trust ya yet," he replied frankly. "Maybe that'll change. Lena likes ya."
He was surprised when the clone shivered--he'd thought he'd like it. "She shouldn't," he said.
"Why not?"
Heero hesitated before answering. "The last little girl who liked me died."
"Yeah?" Duo replied, giving him a sad look. "I'm sorry..."
But Heero wasn't finished. His eyelashes lowered to hide his irises, he continued in a rush, as if forcing himself to share more. "...and then they put me through retraining because I shouldn't have felt anything. But I felt sick. And weird. And I couldn't breathe right."
The scavenger stepped closer, carefully putting his hand on Heero's shoulder. "You felt something? It was probably sadness. Feelings make ya human."
Heero blinked and looked at Duo, visibly surprised. "... That's what Odin told me. He told me to follow them too, but I don't even understand them yet."
Duo shrugged. "I don't think anyone really understand their own emotions. We just live."
Heero sighed quietly, then seemed to realize that Duo was touching him and stared at his hand on his shoulder, looking as puzzled as Duo had ever seen him looking. The long-haired man cautiously took his hand back.
"Hey, sorry! Didn't mean nothin' by it, okay?"
"It's weird," the Soldier said. "I didn't even break your wrist. I should have."
Duo couldn't help but be glad he hadn't. But he reminded himself to tell his kids not to surprise the clone. He doubted his conditioning would stay dormant if anyone pounced on him, even if that someone was a cute four year old who couldn't hurt a fly.
"I think my reflexes are dropping," Heero grumbled as he flexed his fingers slowly.
That was a good thing in a way, because it meant that his kids were less at a risk, but for Heero it was probably bad. Having fast reflexes meant the difference between life and death. "Well, ya wanna test those reflexes then?" he proposed. Heero nodded.
"Good. Come on, we gotta find breakfast for these hellions."
Duo quietly moved through the room, stopping by the closest pile. Lena was sprawled on top of her big brother, sleeping soundly, but Milly was blinking blearily up at him. Their voices had probably woken the nine year old up.
"I'm taking Heero out to find some food," he whispered to him, and the blond nodded seriously, pulling the thin blanket over his sister's back protectively.
"When will you be back?"
"One hour, maybe two. Get some more sleep," he added gently, "it's not quite day outside yet."
The boy closed his eyes again obediently, and Duo straightened up and left, slipping through the crack in the wall. Heero followed, staying silent until they were outside.
"When will we get those guns?" he asked, a stubborn set to his jaw. "I want mine back."
Duo looked at him over his shoulder. "After breakfast, if we get any. I still have to tell my kids I'll be gone, and set up stuff. Otto's the oldest..." he added, thinking out loud," and he's responsible... He'd be best to leave in charge..."
He lead the clone through the streets, down toward the old, polluted river. The sewers opening on the water were often full of rats, and sometimes even maybe a seagull or two. "Come on, let's see if we can catch some rats for breakfast."
Heero followed on his heels, obediently.
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Next i gotta imagine a whole scene with da kids so it's going to need some time.
I drawedeth cute chibi-quatre holding chibi-nanashi, but the scanner is still dead, alas. ;__;
Now i go nitenite so i can be awake when louise comes back online and we can play our new special secret space-tentacly project. <3
http://www.livejournal.com/users/askerian/80391.html
Careful, some sex talk in here. XD
Chapter 4
-- Early Morning --
Duo woke up quickly, used to go from sleep to consciousness in an instant. Nothing was moving, so he opened his eyes. He folded his blanket and sat up, yawning.
The clone, still sitting in his corner, was awake too... and glaring down at something between his legs. He looked up at Duo, then ignored him to scowl down again. Puzzled, the scavenger crawled to his corner, quietly since the kids were still asleep and as much as he loved them he liked a bit of peace and quiet before starting his day.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he whispered.
The clone looked uncomfortable. "... I don't really know," he admitted, sounding faintly puzzled and annoyed all at once. "It always does that."
"Does what?" Duo repeated, confused. "You sick or something?"
The Soldier blinked at him, considering his suggestion. "I don't think I am."
"Then what's wrong?"
The clone pointed down, looking decidedly unhappy.
The scavenger looked down to see a hard-on straining Heero's pants, and quickly turned around. "Jeezus! Warn a guy next time! You don't just... show people that!"
Heero blinked. "... ah? I didn't know," he explained with a half-shrug. "So it's normal?" he asked, frowning. "How do you make it go away?"
Duo felt his cheeks burning. It only worsened when the clone stared at him with confusion plain on his face and asked, "You're turning red. Is something wrong?"
"It's normal. It's called an erection. Specifically, morning wood. And it's just... shit, what did those doctors teach ya?" he complained as he sat down next to Heero, carefully averting his eyes.
Heero snorted. "I'm guessing you don't really want to know."
"It's... it happens to guys," Duo stammered as he tried to find a way to explain. But without knowing what Heero knew, it was difficult.
"... Obviously," the clone replied slowly, giving him a doubtful look. "Girls don't have a penis."
"I just don't know why they didn't teach ya about your own body," Duo grumbled, flushing darker.
"I know enough about the human body to know where to hit to paralyze or kill," Heero replied evenly. "They didn't teach me anything else. It wasn't relevant."
"Yeah, but I ain't the guy with a boner in my pants," Duo shot back before raking his fingers through his hair nervously. "It's just... it happens to guys when they're... when they're aroused."
"Aroused?"
The confusion on the clone's face was painful, especially since he looked his age.
"Yeah, like, sexually. I can't believe I'm having this talk with ya..." the scavenger sighed, covering his eyes with his hand. "... most of my kids ain't old enough for this yet..." And the rest had learned before he found them, so he had never needed to explain anything yet.
Heero blinked. "Oh. It's related to... sexual need?"
"Well, yeah. Have you ever..." Duo paused, feeling his blush reach new heights. "... Have ya ever woke up... sticky?"
The clone looked thoughtful for a second. "... a few times recently. It didn't happen before. The hormone suppressors must have worn off entirely then," he added to himself, frowning.
Duo gaped at him, jaw hanging. "Hormone suppressors?! Shit... no wonder they didn't teach ya this shit. Ya literally didn't need to know."
Duo wondered if it was too late to run when Heero turned to face him, a curious look in his eyes. Ah well. It would give him training for when his smallest boys would ask.
"Well, wakin' up sticky is a wet dream. You get sexually aroused and... well... blow your load... uhh... ejaculate."
Heero nodded thoughtfully, frowning faintly. "But why in my sleep? I don't have enough of a sexual identity to dream about having sex."
"Well, how the hell would I know? Your subconscious does funny things, okay?"
"...Okay," he replied slowly. He didn't look very convinced, as if he still had tons of other questions. But he didn't ask, and Duo wasn't sure of what he wanted to know, so he didn't continue.
It was so weird, he thought as he watched the room with his kids sleeping in piles here and there, to be sitting almost shoulder to shoulder with a killer clone and to be giving him lessons in human biology. But life had thrown craziest stuff at him... though not often as awkward, he amended as Heero glanced down at his own lap once again and calmly informed him that his erection still hadn't gone away.
"Well... generally... most guys... uhhh... make it go down themselves..." he stuttered, fighting not to look into these weirdly innocent eyes. They should have looked cold and uncaring, not... not...
"How?"
"W-well... m-most g-gys... they... well they... m-masturbate."
Heero blinked placidly. "Which is?"
Duo's mind reeled. "Shit! Don't ya know anything?!" Stupid question. Of course not. "It's when... it's when ya... ya touch yourself!" he explained, making a vague hand motion.
The clone looked down at his lap once again. "And what is it supposed to do?" he asked, visibly confused.
Duo was getting really flustered, which didn't get better when Heero reached between his legs tentatively. He grabbed the clone's hand quickly, blushing to the root of his hair once again. "Hey!! You... you don't just DO it!"
The clone looked up at him, surprised, then frowned. "...I don't know if you've noticed, but I do not understand that kind of things. If you don't want me to do something, then tell me not to. When logic cannot help me, I will assume it's okay until proven otherwise."
Duo flushed, feeling guilty for a second. "You... you jerk off alone, okay? With no one watching. No one's supposed to watch ya do it."
Heero considered for a few seconds. "Hiding? Ah... I guess you can't show me how then. Can you tell me more about it or is this also forbidden?"
"S-show...? Look... uhh... you don't... I mean... uhhh..."
Heero was watching him, waiting patiently. "Yes?"
Duo sighed, trying to forget how awkward he felt. "You want me to show ya, but usually you don't do that stuff unless you're gonna... well, have sex."
The clone was blinking owlishly, visibly thinking hard to assimilate what he was saying in a way that made sense to him. Duo sighed again.
"Well, I guess it's okay to beat off with someone else... but it's sorta... private? Intimate?"
"Oh. So you showing me how would imply that you're going to have sex with me?"
"Well... not exactly but... You usually learn to do it on your own. The way I whack off might not feel good for you. You need to... uhhh... experiment, I guess."
"... Good suggestion."
"But," the scavenger continued, trying not to think about how there was a good chance that the minute the clone got to be alone he'd drop his pants and test it out, "you have to be careful about... uhm... who ya ask stuff. There's all sorts of pervs who'd try an' take advantage of ya."
The clone nodded seriously. "I wouldn't let just anyone get close enough to touch me," he informed him with a touch of coldness, coldness that disappeared a second later when he looked away from Duo's face to stare at his own feet. "But you trust me with your kids. I figure you'd be relatively safe."
"Well, I suppose that's a compliment. Heh... I need the practice anyway, so I can give these monsters the facts of life, too. If I live that long, anyway."
"They don't know yet?"
"Fuck no," Duo replied, thinking of little Lena, or baby Quatre, or the twins. "They're just little kids!"
"I'm not sure," the clone replied, slightly defensive. "I've never been around children for long before. Is there an age to talk about sexual matters? I'm not sure what I should talk about around them."
"Well, they know alot about survivin' but..." He looked at the sleeping children with a soft light in his eyes. "...I'm protectin' them. Understand? I don't want 'em to know too much about anythin' until they're ready for it. If I told the little ones about sex, they wouldn't understand that it feels good. They'd just think it sounded gross."
The clone looked thoughtful again, and Duo took pity on him.
"You can pretty much talk about anythin' around my older kids. If they don't understand it, they'll be sure to pester ya for answers. But try to keep it simple. If they look even more confused, dumb it down... or send them to me."
"I'll remember... but I don't know how to act around kids. they confuse me. They're so illogical."
Duo chuckled. "That they are. Kids ain't computers ya program. Mostly they learn by being around adults and observing, bit by bit. It's long and hard to raise a child," he added, thinking of all the people out there who hadn't bothered. "That's why I'm protectin' 'em," Duo added in a whisper, watching the kids --his kids-- sleep, maybe not wholly safe, and not quite with a full belly, but as well cared for as he could make possible. "'Cuz no one else would."
"Oh. Makes sense."
The clone fell silent once again, thinking about God knew what.
Duo found it weirdly fascinating to watch him think. There was no doubt that he thought fast and was very intelligent, but the gaps in his education were frighteningly wide. Watching him try to bridge them when he was almost an adult already brought out a mix of bewilderment and pity.
"... If you told me how... I could help, I think. But I'm not sure if I'm not just a liability."
Duo stared at him, floored. Where the hell had that come from? "What do ya mean by that?" he asked, turning to face the clone.
"Protecting them."
"Why the hell would ya do that for?" the scavenger shot back, immediately wary. Heero may be a badly socialized kid in a way, but he still had been created to be a cold-blooded killer. Some of his brothers had been infiltrators, gaining trust and then betraying people, and while the war was finished, that didn't mean that some part of his conditioning wasn't still well and truly active. And he didn't see why the hell the clone would ever want to bother helping him, when no one else --no normal, supposedly decent human-- would.
"... I think I'd like to stop wandering for a while," the Soldier admitted in an oddly wistful whisper. "And you're the only one who's talked to me. Everyone else just shot me or ran away."
Duo looked at the kids, then Heero, torn between his need to protect his kids and a deep-seated mistrust, and his compassion.
"I dunno..." he replied, frowning, then sighed and stood up. "Your problem gone now?"
The clone looked at his lap to check, still as blissfully unaware of the impropriety of the act. "Looks like it."
"That's a trick," the scavenger replied with a chuckle. "If ya can't beat off, think of something utterly dull and boring and routine."
The clone considered for a second, then nodded. "I'll try," he replied as he got up too. "You can't trust me yet anyway," he added, as if to himself, and Duo understood that they weren't talking of his morning wood problem anymore.
"No, I don't trust ya yet," he replied frankly. "Maybe that'll change. Lena likes ya."
He was surprised when the clone shivered--he'd thought he'd like it. "She shouldn't," he said.
"Why not?"
Heero hesitated before answering. "The last little girl who liked me died."
"Yeah?" Duo replied, giving him a sad look. "I'm sorry..."
But Heero wasn't finished. His eyelashes lowered to hide his irises, he continued in a rush, as if forcing himself to share more. "...and then they put me through retraining because I shouldn't have felt anything. But I felt sick. And weird. And I couldn't breathe right."
The scavenger stepped closer, carefully putting his hand on Heero's shoulder. "You felt something? It was probably sadness. Feelings make ya human."
Heero blinked and looked at Duo, visibly surprised. "... That's what Odin told me. He told me to follow them too, but I don't even understand them yet."
Duo shrugged. "I don't think anyone really understand their own emotions. We just live."
Heero sighed quietly, then seemed to realize that Duo was touching him and stared at his hand on his shoulder, looking as puzzled as Duo had ever seen him looking. The long-haired man cautiously took his hand back.
"Hey, sorry! Didn't mean nothin' by it, okay?"
"It's weird," the Soldier said. "I didn't even break your wrist. I should have."
Duo couldn't help but be glad he hadn't. But he reminded himself to tell his kids not to surprise the clone. He doubted his conditioning would stay dormant if anyone pounced on him, even if that someone was a cute four year old who couldn't hurt a fly.
"I think my reflexes are dropping," Heero grumbled as he flexed his fingers slowly.
That was a good thing in a way, because it meant that his kids were less at a risk, but for Heero it was probably bad. Having fast reflexes meant the difference between life and death. "Well, ya wanna test those reflexes then?" he proposed. Heero nodded.
"Good. Come on, we gotta find breakfast for these hellions."
Duo quietly moved through the room, stopping by the closest pile. Lena was sprawled on top of her big brother, sleeping soundly, but Milly was blinking blearily up at him. Their voices had probably woken the nine year old up.
"I'm taking Heero out to find some food," he whispered to him, and the blond nodded seriously, pulling the thin blanket over his sister's back protectively.
"When will you be back?"
"One hour, maybe two. Get some more sleep," he added gently, "it's not quite day outside yet."
The boy closed his eyes again obediently, and Duo straightened up and left, slipping through the crack in the wall. Heero followed, staying silent until they were outside.
"When will we get those guns?" he asked, a stubborn set to his jaw. "I want mine back."
Duo looked at him over his shoulder. "After breakfast, if we get any. I still have to tell my kids I'll be gone, and set up stuff. Otto's the oldest..." he added, thinking out loud," and he's responsible... He'd be best to leave in charge..."
He lead the clone through the streets, down toward the old, polluted river. The sewers opening on the water were often full of rats, and sometimes even maybe a seagull or two. "Come on, let's see if we can catch some rats for breakfast."
Heero followed on his heels, obediently.
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Next i gotta imagine a whole scene with da kids so it's going to need some time.
I drawedeth cute chibi-quatre holding chibi-nanashi, but the scanner is still dead, alas. ;__;
Now i go nitenite so i can be awake when louise comes back online and we can play our new special secret space-tentacly project. <3
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j/k
*licks*
it's great - humorous, yummy, and so embarrassing XD
ne... I know that's not enough for your
innerfeedback whore, but I can't slobber all over your LJ. >_>I'll still tell you that I love it and that I want more of it... :p
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*cries* That's not fair, Asuka! You know I want the chibis! FIX YOUR SCANNER!!! *paws at*
ASUKAAAAAAA !!!!!
http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1947934
Euh, non, j'ai même pas la force de lire mais suis mdr quand même ! C'est la première fois que je tombe sur une Mary Sue d'une fic et non d'une série ! XD
"Lève-toi et marche, le chapitre inédit", rien que le titre est prometteur... XD XD XD
Re: ASUKAAAAAAA !!!!!
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"... I think I'd like to stop wandering for a while," the Soldier admitted in an oddly wistful whisper. "And you're the only one who's talked to me. Everyone else just shot me or ran away."
Aww... sniffles... like a hopeful little half-beaten puppy with his tail between his legs (and six inch fangs!) Clones need loving too!