Mami nodded, then settled down next to Lightning again, turning to face her. “I’m so excited,” she chirped. “I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight! A-And to be honest, I’m a little hungry. That might keep me awake, too.” Her brow creased a little. “What kinds of things do you eat here? Fish, I presume?”
A slight smirk crept from her lips, amusement displayed towards Mami’s enthusiasm for the subject matter. With the topic changing to food, Lightning then snapped her fingers, summoning the holographic inventory menu. On the top right corner of the screen, it read as ‘connection successful’, meaning that she was connected to New Bodhum’s AMP spot. Tapping on the fridge section (although she could always check the fridge herself), it displayed a small assortment of food items, each with their own nutrition information, servings, and time remaining before molding, all of which were in her fridge at the moment. Most if not all were seafood, just as Mami guessed.
"Yeah. Serah would normally grow the vegetables, and I’d hunt for monsters —most of which are from the ocean." She leaned in almost in reflex, scooting closer to lover with her hand interlacing with Mami’s. With the frightening events earlier, Lightning felt the need to hold tightly, internally worried that the moment she lets go is the moment she’ll lose her.
"Hmm… I don’t know… It could be good for you! I’m going to find a way to get you into the school
"I just said it’ll be a hindrance. Don’t make me repeat myself."
"Very. They’re the reason I survived to this day."
"I’d rather not. Being a Guardian Corps soldier requires my full attention; it’ll be a hindrance to add school to my schedule."
Send me “Mine” to see my character acting possessive about yours.
Vanille suddenly clung to the rosette and refused to let go. A glare would be made by the Pulsian redhead if anyone got too close to her and Light.
"Nobody is gonna touch my Light! Besides me!"
"I don’t even have experience, to be honest."
Mami stared out of the window, looking out at the waves and the quaint houses floating on top of them, all painted shades of orange, yellow and red by the setting sun. “Wow,” she gasped. “It’s wonderful, Claire. It’s like a dream!” She turned to her and chuckled. “I want to see everything, but it looks like it’s getting too dark out..”
Dream was an overstatement. Perhaps it’s the fact that Lightning was used to living in beach towns —she found it rather boring with the repetitive sunsets and ocean waves. Yet her companion had found it rather enlightening and joyful, even going as far as to calling it a dream. Her smile only stretch more upon Mami’s excitement.
"We can explore tomorrow if you’d like." Lightning suggested, knowing that the most they can do today is exploring the small beach.
"This is your home?" Mami smiled, glancing around the house again and smiling with approval. "…It’s very charming. It’s small, but it doesn’t feel that way." Reluctantly, she parted from Lightning to sit up a bit. "Is that the ocean outside?" Her smile widened, her eyes lighting up in anticipation.
Nodding, she allowed the blonde to sit up to drink in the sight, albeit one that Lightning was accustom to. Ocean waves, seagull cries, and a small community of friends —it was a settlement Lightning has lived in for three years. On the other hand, her former home at Bodhum was similar, with the exception of Cocoon’s high technology. Said technology was slowly incorporated and reinvented here, more so with the capital city.
"Yeah." The soldier answered, the blue streams going about their tides outside, a sight of which can be seen from a window. At this time, a sunset should be making its appearance, creating glows amongst waves. "Most of the houses here are above the ocean."
Mami weeped for a few more moments, burying her face into Lightning’s shoulder, kissing the skin there, taking in her scent. Having her there with her like this was simply indescribable. In fact, being alive again was indescribable.
At least, she thought she was alive. Maybe there was a life after death, and she was living in it now. It would explain her beloved being here, in this cozy house on the water. Everything was perfect right now. There had to be a reason why.
"…Claire?" she piped up. "Do you know where we are?"
A hand slipped out to touch her beloved, stroking the golden strands with care and affection, enjoying the presence and kisses she received. Insides thundered with joy, the vibrating motions from her chest riveting to her partner’s, conjoining the heartbeats as though they were one. Her other hand dove about, fingertips tracing the outline of Mami’s shoulder, back, then the back of her thigh. Every touch was real —there’s no mistaking it. Etro had truly revived her beloved, and it was a gift she would cherish for the days yet to be.
Upon the question, Lightning parted her lips, wondering if the news would be a painful one to her beloved, or a better one. Afterall, there’s no more soul gems or witches. No contracts. A normal girl —a normal life —a simple one. Born anew. “My home.”
Ears twitched her in surprise, and she looked at her human double with a raised eyebrow-It felt nice, admittedly (as did all touching of her hair however)
Her ears flicked back and a Slight pink hue came across her face…
Her double wanted her to tell- show? her how it felt? There was embarrassment there as well.
"It’s…pleasurable…." she murmured, eyes flicking down and away. She thought for a moment, trying to think of exactly what there was to compare the sensation to…
Petting in general felt nice in general, even more so when it was someone she even liked, and even more when she was romantically inclined towards the person.
"How much so…tends to depend on the person… and how…good they are at it"
There were times where she had mulled over the thought of having a cat, their presence —though unfair and cunning at times— were that she could relate to. However, it was always a wonder to how ‘pleasure’ spurs from being pet in certain places, hence amplified her curious thoughts to her half-feline counterpart. Being told that it was pleasurable only contributed to said thoughts, to which she then approached her double with a raise hand. Fingers almost graze the ears, a question to be said in the midst of her physical actions.
"Then.. how so was it with me?" She asked, knowing there are hardly any limits or boundaries between them —feeling far more comfortable to share her thoughts with herself than with others. They were one and the same, save for difference in kin.