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genessia2016-08-05 09:22 pm
rockcollector) wrote in genessia2016-08-05 09:22 pm
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02; Things To Fix and Break
ACTION | GENESSIA PARK
[Terrance can be found in the center of the park with a lot of expensive looking equipment scattered around him. He has a laptop on his right with a few cords hooking from that to a naked motherboard sitting on the grass in front of him. Next to that is a system that looks like it needs a case around it. There are wires and electrical hazards sticking out in all directions.
His fingers click swiftly across his keyboard before running the program that he had created for his thesis. There were a few sparks that weren't suppose to be there and Terrance quickly closes the program and begins fiddling with system to his left. He places his screwdriver between his lips as he pulls a few other tools from his backpack.]
Bloody fucking machine. [He mumbles the words while keeping the screwdriver between his lips.
It isn't the same set up he had before but this will work. As soon as he stops it from over heating and sparking.]
ACTION | CLOSED TO TONY
[There are a few things he isn't interested in. One of those things is explaining to Tony why he has a bloody lip. He slips into the familiar mechanic room which is where he's been moonlighting as a mechanic. He's also been stealing a few trash pieces of equipment and re-purposing them into something else.
He takes a seat in the corner and pulls his laptop from his backpack. He turns on the familiar bright screen and begins to work on the system already set up in front of him. The stuff he's working on for Tony is cool and not to hard, just time consuming.
For now he's going to ignore Tony and hope that Tony ignores him.]
[Terrance can be found in the center of the park with a lot of expensive looking equipment scattered around him. He has a laptop on his right with a few cords hooking from that to a naked motherboard sitting on the grass in front of him. Next to that is a system that looks like it needs a case around it. There are wires and electrical hazards sticking out in all directions.
His fingers click swiftly across his keyboard before running the program that he had created for his thesis. There were a few sparks that weren't suppose to be there and Terrance quickly closes the program and begins fiddling with system to his left. He places his screwdriver between his lips as he pulls a few other tools from his backpack.]
Bloody fucking machine. [He mumbles the words while keeping the screwdriver between his lips.
It isn't the same set up he had before but this will work. As soon as he stops it from over heating and sparking.]
ACTION | CLOSED TO TONY
[There are a few things he isn't interested in. One of those things is explaining to Tony why he has a bloody lip. He slips into the familiar mechanic room which is where he's been moonlighting as a mechanic. He's also been stealing a few trash pieces of equipment and re-purposing them into something else.
He takes a seat in the corner and pulls his laptop from his backpack. He turns on the familiar bright screen and begins to work on the system already set up in front of him. The stuff he's working on for Tony is cool and not to hard, just time consuming.
For now he's going to ignore Tony and hope that Tony ignores him.]
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Do you talk to everyone about getting naked?
[He is trying very hard not to get flustered but she's slowly breaking down his usual guards.]
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*Oh dear, she's got herself into something really awkward here, hasn't she? Sonico plays with the hem of her shirt, looking at his shoulder rather than his face*
No, I definitely don't! That was - an accident - it's not that I'm saying that we should get naked. Or that it would be horrible if you were naked or -
*Sonico blushes and bites her lip, trying to gather her thoughts. But she knows that she's just making things worse thanks to her terrible awkwardness. So instead, she decides to take a deep breath*
So. You want to help protect the planet with this?
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Sit down and stop talking before you hurt yourself.
[Or make things worse... so much worse.]
Yes, I do.
[Terrance sighs and pulls his gaze back towards the machine. He looks at the resistor he'd been trying to remove and sees the damage that her comment had caused. Fuck him... It's easier to focus on work than... Sonico. He's really not used to people. He's also not used to girls talking to him let alone talking about them naked... God fucking damn he needs to stop think about that...]
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Sorry. That was...completely inappropriate...
*Still chewing her lip as she watches him, feeling like an idiot for the things that she'd said, and in front of this clever guy who was sitting making machines for fun. He certainly didn't look too happy when he examined his machine again. Still blushing, she had to do her best not to just stare at him, so she picks at some grass instead*
That's a great cause. I've been thinking about going into ecology research and conservation once I'm done with my current studies.
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It's so hard to focus.]
Alright. [He tosses his stuff down next to his back.] I'm not going to get bloody thing done now. [He's still thinking about her naked.]
What are your current studies?
[Terrance begins to put away his things starting with his laptop.]
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I didn't mean to get in the way...
*But she blinks in surprise when he doesn't tell her to leave, or just get up to leave himself. Still, Sonico doesn't exactly look pleased with herself*
At the moment, marine biology. But after my bachelor degree I thought maybe I'd study more in conservation. There's a lot of things I could choose to do, I guess. How about you? You studied computers a lot in London?
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[With his computer away he begins to collect loose cords and tools. He shoves them in his ragged red backpack without much ceremony.]
You don't know what you're going to do? What do you want to do?
[He's always had a goal and an idea of what he wants. He can't imagine not knowing.]
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*Sonico's eyes widened at this piece of information, and she really can't help it, but she does a much closer, slower inspection of him. Nope, he still doesn't seem all that old at all*
Wow.
*Then she looks down at his backpack instead because it's rude to stare*
I still have a couple of years of studies to go. Could be I decide to go into resources, or something more practical. Or maybe I'll keep it as a hobby and move on with something else. I like keeping my options open. Heh...
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I'm working on it.
[He isn't there yet and those tight asses can always deny his research.]
You don't sound like you know.
[Terrance begins to unhook and take apart the machine to his left. This he slides more carefully into his backpack.]
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*Sonico sighs very softly at his statement, admitting to herself that he was right. With his equipment packed away there is more room around them, so Sonico decides to stretch out a bit. She slowly lowers herself to lie out on her back and stare up at the sky*
My professors think I need to keep studying...My manager thinks I should make a full career out of modelling... My friends think I should try and make the band work...
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[He suddenly feels very awkward. While, yes, he's doing what he's doing for a good reason. He doesn't always talk about it. It's easier to pretend to be cynical and prickly. He really doesn't like people but the planet is something wonderful.]
I think it'd be a waste if you stopped school. [When she mentions modeling his eyes travel slowly down her figure. She's looking at the sky so he is able to steal a few seconds before he feels like he has to look away.
With his things put away he digs into his pocket pulling out tobacco and skins. He begins to roll the dried leaf before putting away the tin of tobacco and the skins. Then he places the butt between his lips and pulls out his lighter.]
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*Still lying on her back, Sonico turns her head to face him, her expression thoughtful*
I think that's what I'd like to do most. I can still play guitar as a hobby. But I'd like to study more...Maybe teach too.
*She lapses into silence as she watches him roll his cigarette, eyes resting on his mouth*
How's the lip?
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There you go.
[He sits with one knee up, his wrist resting on his knee.]
All healed.
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Good. Now I feel like less of a thug.
*She turns back to look back up at the sky again and, relaxed, raises her arms up over her head*
So you want to save the planet but you don't mind destroying yourself bit by bit?
*Sonico doesn't mind the smoke, but she's curious about him, and this is another little thing about him she has learned*
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I fight battles I can win.
It's easier to get people to care about the planet than a single person.
[Terrance doesn't mean to reveal that much about himself but then he doesn't think that she knows how to read between the lines.
He brings his cigarette back up to his lips in a little bit of a smug, haughty fashion. He has no plans to stop smoking, plus it doesn't have the chemicals that most cigarettes have since it's pure tobacco.]
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*His comment definitely gave Sonico pause for thought. She glances at Terrance for a moment, thinking as she rests her hands on her stomach*
Do you think so? Is that just because the world is bigger than one person? Or maybe because the planet shows everything it's got and people try to hide?
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[He inhales a slow breath and exhales before bringing the smoke to his lips once more. He looks bored but he isn't leaving.]
The planet speaks to those who listen.
[Corbin had told him that.]
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*Sonico gives a small smile before turning round so that she's lying a little closer, but on her stomach with her head in her hands*
But...the planet needs people to take care of it, and people want the world to be a good place for those they care about. So, I guess it's important that people care about people too. Plus, it's not always such a bad thing.
*It took her a while to see it, but eventually she made friends and came to realise how important that is*
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People can waist their time worrying about people.
[When she pauses his eyes met hers.]
I'll worry about the planet.
[Terrance doesn't want friends, he doesn't think they're something worth his time. Friends or whatever people want to call them, will always leave in the end.]
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*Sonico holds his gaze for a moment then begins to shift to pull herself up into a sitting position so that their eyes are more level again*
Alright. You can worry about the planet. But that's a whole lot of worrying to do for just one person. What if I do some worrying about the planet too, then that'll free up some of your worrying for people?
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[He points a finger at her as if he's about to say something else but then brings his cigarette to his lips.]
And you can worry about what you want.
[Terrance will worry about the planet anyway.]
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Thank you. I'll worry about what I want and I'll let you worry about what you want.
*Then she bows her head and starts picking off the blades of grass that got pressed onto her thighs when she was lying down*
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[He has no idea why she's saying thank you but the topic feels like it's reached an end. He slowly stands and stretches before reaching down to loop his backpack over his shoulder.
Terrance needs to cool off for a bit and he's not 100% sure how to do that.]
I'll leave you to your grass love.
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*Sonico looks up at him with a smile and nods in agreement. She is playing with a blade of grass when she notices him putting on her backpack and she suddenly looks up again. Then - then her cheeks seem to flare pink out of nowhere as she stares at him standing in front of her*
My...grass...
*Then she suddenly springs to her feet and starts fanning her face with her hands rather enthusiastically - he shouldn't be saying things like that, especially not with that accent*
Oh! I think I should go too. It's very warm. Isn't it warm?
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It's summer...
[Of course its hot.
He doesn't get this girl.]
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