Program iTunes of Apple Inc; What's on your playlist?
[ This is an RP account. I do not own iTunes and I am not affiliated with Apple Inc. ]
Program iTunes of Apple Inc; What's on your playlist?
[ This is an RP account. I do not own iTunes and I am not affiliated with Apple Inc. ]
“Where?” he asked. It sounded stupid the moment he said it; he almost knew what the answer was. Still, iTunes never ceased to surprise, and he wanted to see exactly what she had in mind.
“I’m thinking… mm…” As if she was really considering it, which she wasn’t, it was a done deal by now. “On one of the floors up there.” And her gaze lifted up pointedly to the building under-construction a feet few away behind NOV.
For him, it was a surprise. At least he was right that gravity might be involved. He turned his head and stared for several seconds, then turned back. “If it’s going to be on the ground, then what’s going to be holding your breasts?”
Her lips curled in a slight smile, eyes rolling and with brows lifted she gestured for him to follow, moving past him.
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That was not what he expected while on patrol. NOV’s helmeted head turned either way down the street, before he stared back at her
bra. “Um. Tunes?”
She wasn’t one to jump right into explanations especially concerning NOV. Placing her hand on her hip, iTunes looked up at NOV expectantly. “Yeah?”
Wha?It sounds odd. Is that supposed to be a good recording of it?
Excuse me?
It sounds like… like it’s not being played normally.
Did you hit your head on patrol? *lifts a brow* It’s the orchestral version. Sorry if that doesn’t suit your standards.
Orchestral? *legitimately confused*
*stares* Okay… *sighs* What is it that you hear? Instruments?
Wha?It sounds odd. Is that supposed to be a good recording of it?
Excuse me?
It sounds like… like it’s not being played normally.
Did you hit your head on patrol? *lifts a brow* It’s the orchestral version. Sorry if that doesn’t suit your standards.
Wha?It sounds odd. Is that supposed to be a good recording of it?
Excuse me?
“I’m sorry,” NOV replies, bowing his head in shame. “I’m going on patrol with him today, I can talk to him about social protocols then.” His circuits dim; wasn’t this place supposed to be a safe place for iTunes? And yet he’d put her in danger. If she hadn’t gotten out of the situation—no, he shouldn’t think about that.
Looking back up to her, he asks, “Can I do anything to make this up to you?”
“I don’t know—I’m tired.” Was her honest reply. The effort to be upset was exhausting after spending a night on the floor. Rubbing her forehead she sighed.
blackguardnouveau replied to your post: NOV attempts to open the door to his bedroom, but discovers it’s locked. He quickly brings up the lock code and punches it, then tries again. The door opens halfway but stops. Confused, the guard cautiously squeezes his head through the crack to see what’s causing the jam.
Unaware of the stress he’d put on his girlfriend, NOV pushes the rest of the way through and kneels by her side. “Tunes?” he says cautiously, touching her shoulder.iTunes is slow to wake up, reluctant to open her eyes but when she does the first thing she registers is the Blackguard uniform. Squirming away, more-so rolling away, she swats at him in surprise. When she realizes it’s NOV a moment after she continues smacking unabashed with more purpose.
“Ow—what—” NOV puts his arm up to block her, flinching with each strike. “What’s that for?” he asks. “Is it not telling you we had a house guest?”
“No!” Hit. “Yes!” Hit. While she can think up an argument and hit at the same time she pauses to glare at him, sitting up. “I don’t care so much about having someone over. What I care about is—who even is that? He’s fucking crazy!”
blackguardnouveau replied to your post: NOV attempts to open the door to his bedroom, but discovers it’s locked. He quickly brings up the lock code and punches it, then tries again. The door opens halfway but stops. Confused, the guard cautiously squeezes his head through the crack to see what’s causing the jam.
Unaware of the stress he’d put on his girlfriend, NOV pushes the rest of the way through and kneels by her side. “Tunes?” he says cautiously, touching her shoulder.
iTunes is slow to wake up, reluctant to open her eyes but when she does the first thing she registers is the Blackguard uniform. Squirming away, more-so rolling away, she swats at him in surprise. When she realizes it’s NOV a moment after she continues smacking unabashed with more purpose.
After a night of kicking and screaming with the passed out Blackguard in the living room, iTunes had managed to locked herself in the bedroom. Exhausted and fueled by paranoia, any attempts to rest on the bed had left her coming back to the door; eventually she’d just fallen asleep there. Curled up on the ground even as NOV bumped the door against her, she merely shifted in her sleep.
Hi. *smiles at iTunes*Miss me?
Mmmhm. *nuzzles her shoulder*
*moves a hand around, running her fingers through the back of his hair*
