Please Excuse Him, He's a Kaiju Grrrrroupie

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Date: 2017-01-11 04:02 am (UTC)
mathemagier: I have a cane (Excuse me?)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
"Yes," Hermann shivered, looking over the bay where Trespasser had emerged. "Rather disconcerting really."

But the day was otherwise lovely, clear skies and calm waters. He breathed into his scarf and looked out at the other coast, squeezing Newton's hand.

"Though it is nice to see these places as they were before they were ruined. This world isn't a perfect replica of course, but near enough. Unheard of for anyone to be living or walking here in ours. I do miss that sense of unity the world had while we faced a common enemy, however.. At least for awhile."

Until the Wall.

Date: 2017-01-11 06:51 am (UTC)
mathemagier: level up (Bromance)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
Looking directly at Newton, backdropped by the bridge and cars driving by - and beyond that, the bay - thoughts of the Wall faded into insignificance. He was married now, to this man.

Hermann's eyes crinkled into a smile. How he managed to be so endearing with such a clumsy delivery, he'd never know. Surely some years ago, it had been annoying. He tipped his chin up above the bit of scarf and kissed Newton's nose.

"Yes, all right. Let's try to enjoy ourselves then."

Date: 2017-01-11 08:15 am (UTC)
mathemagier: lern 2 smile bro (Dork)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
It felt like a surreal sort of vacation, walking along a war monument, talking about pre-war marine and city life. Pleasant, although slightly unbelievable. He let Newton lead them along and went with him to the rail.

The water gleamed bright and clear in the sunlight. He turned to lean back against it and picked at his scarf while Newton fiddled with his phone.

"May be difficult to look back on these photos with this ridiculous scarf standing out so much." Still, it was practical and too soft to pass up.

When Newton was ready, he posed next to him with a bit of a smile.

"There, now only eleven or so more to go, I believe?"

Date: 2017-01-12 06:39 am (UTC)
mathemagier: lern 2 smile bro (Dork)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
"Ten," he teased, gloved hand going to Newton's waist. "And I'd advise you don't make promises you can't keep, Dr. Gottlieb-Geiszler."

Keep him in the hotel room indeed. But if Newton planned to keep him in bed for awhile, well he'd hardly complain. "Suppose I could do with a legitimate reason to wear this scarf however, if you expect I'll continue to wear it after today."

Not that they had a public workplace to concern themselves with, really, but still, they did leave the apartment every so often.

"Feeling sentimental now, Newton?"
Edited Date: 2017-01-12 06:41 am (UTC)

Date: 2017-01-12 06:13 pm (UTC)
mathemagier: level up (Bromance)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
Hermann shook his head, ducking his chin back into his scarf.

"Very lucid and extensively detailed for a dream," he remarked. "And I still can't believe you were dating me before we even established more than friendship."

Having thought nothing of these outings or shared bits of conversation. He'd just thought it a sort of peace offering after years of conflict. Something they could both enjoy on a casual level. But it was sweet, really, to think of Newton resorting to as many coffee/tea dates as he would agree to so early on in their friendship.

And as ever, it warmed him that even now, Newton was looking out for him. It seemed like such an unconscious effort anymore. Guarding him from the inconsiderate passersby while maintaining enough distance that he wasn't in danger of tripping them himself.

"No, we're very much awake and conscious of our decisions, Newton. You 'upgraded' me by professing your undying love and commitment long before we actually married. And we're doing rather well."

Date: 2017-01-13 01:44 am (UTC)
mathemagier: lern 2 smile bro (Dork)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
It was endlessly humbling every time he took the time to think about just how much Newton loved him. To the extent that he'd rather have fleeting moments of lucidity between what would likely otherwise be a cantankerous old man, than marry someone with considerably less pre-existing health conditions.

Hermann hummed amusement.

"Yes, I'm rather certain that's love, Newton. It's even a traditional clause in the vows."

Not that they gave traditional vows, but that particular vow had already been pledged anyway. It was every time he had difficulty getting around their apartment unaided, or every time the Drift colored over with Newton's flawed brain chemistry and skewed emotional norms for awhile.

"You are very romantic and sweet, Newton. And quite gay, if your choice of scarf is any indication."

Date: 2017-01-13 03:27 am (UTC)
mathemagier: are you hitting on me (Does not compute)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
"Comforting, should that ever change."

Not that it was likely to. He was comfortable with the person he was, even if that person was far from perfect. But Newton loved him, and that was all that mattered really.

He glanced back at the couple a moment, only grasping an odd sense of vague envy and appreciation from Newton.

"Everything all right Newton?"

Date: 2017-01-13 05:06 am (UTC)
mathemagier: this is my predictive model- no touchie (Explain a thing)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
The thought was a bit unsettling, though it would be far from the worst thing to happen with rogue imPort abilities. Past the initial shock and disorientation however.. Considerations for another time.

He smiled. Young yes, and stupid in a different sense than usual. Hermann squeezed back a bit, reassuring.

"Well we've been making up for lost time rather well, all things considered. Even if we'd gotten along back then, the Kaiju war took precedence. Better that we have time to focus on each other now, I think."

Date: 2017-01-13 06:43 am (UTC)
mathemagier: I have a cane (Excuse me?)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
Hermann gave Newton a look for his presumption, but threaded his hand through with only a bit of an eye roll.

"A day at a time, yes. But we have some odds in our favor at least. We've ported in together, so we're more likely to leave in a similar fashion. And if we can ever perfect Qubit's design.."

But down that road led to the portal, the porter, that dangerous Drift..

"In any case, it's been more than a year, and my data is beginning to point in that direction. The longer a person has been here, the less likely they are to leave."

Date: 2017-01-14 01:13 am (UTC)
mathemagier: this is my predictive model- no touchie (Explain a thing)
From: [personal profile] mathemagier
It was about as much as he could lie to Newton- cherry pick bits of data. Not the blanket reassurance Newton wanted, but a touch of hope at least. Though it seemed Newton's drift with Miles had already swayed him otherwise.

I'm still here, he tried to impart with all the sincerity he could muster.

Newton's idea was unorthodox, and raised too many questions that they didn't have answers to.

"It's possible," he conceded, unwilling to shoot the idea straight down on an anniversary. "But we'd need to understand how the Porter works first."
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