The doors to X's quarters opened with a quiet, familiar hiss - and the reploid's helmet flew into the room, making a wide arc in the air and landing in the far corner of the room
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Alia could try and rationalize why she was here and probably not come up with any reasons that were good in her mind. But either way, she was here and she didn't want to turn tail and run now that she was standing right outside his door. Even if she wasn't sure what she was going to say if he was here, and raised a hand to knock. ".. Hey, X? You home?"
X froze, before slowly looking up from his hands and staring into empty space as he recognized the very familiar voice behind the door.
Alia. In another time, he'd love to see her knocking on his door, invite her into the appartment, ask how she's been doing over the last few days... But right now, with his hands being turned into a mess and Alia's love for worrying?
He was screwed. And not in a way he'd like to be.
"Oh, shit!" - A muffled curse echoed from behind the door, and then the sounds of hurrying footsteps followed them - X first rushing to the trashcan to throw out the bloodied bandages, and then to the medkit to bandage up the wounds so she wouldn't notice them immediately. Once that was done, the door in front of Alia finally opened.
"Hi, Alia..." - X asked, smiling in a failed attempt to hide that something bad happened. - "What a nice surprise. What brought you to my doorstep?"
Alia tapped the toe of her foot on the ground as she waited for the door to open, looking a bit worried as she heard X curse and the faint sounds of shuffling came from behind it. She managed to smile at X even if her worry only grew at the way he smiled - it seemed almost... fake. Flimsy.
"Just to visit, really..." She tilted her head curiously as she watched him, trying to figure out what was going on. "So how have you been, X?"
"I've been alright... A little busy, but alright." - X answered quickly, trying to dispell her worries. Right now, all he hoped for is that she wouldn't notice the bandages on his hands - the bleeding almost stopped by then, but X was sure that wouldn't stop Alia from laying the smackdown from hell if she'd notice.
"Um... Come on in." - He added, moving away from the doorway to let her into the appartment. - "Anything to drink? Tea, coffee?"
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Alia. In another time, he'd love to see her knocking on his door, invite her into the appartment, ask how she's been doing over the last few days... But right now, with his hands being turned into a mess and Alia's love for worrying?
He was screwed. And not in a way he'd like to be.
"Oh, shit!" - A muffled curse echoed from behind the door, and then the sounds of hurrying footsteps followed them - X first rushing to the trashcan to throw out the bloodied bandages, and then to the medkit to bandage up the wounds so she wouldn't notice them immediately. Once that was done, the door in front of Alia finally opened.
"Hi, Alia..." - X asked, smiling in a failed attempt to hide that something bad happened. - "What a nice surprise. What brought you to my doorstep?"
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"Just to visit, really..." She tilted her head curiously as she watched him, trying to figure out what was going on. "So how have you been, X?"
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"Um... Come on in." - He added, moving away from the doorway to let her into the appartment. - "Anything to drink? Tea, coffee?"
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