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[cactusy]

[If I don't have an active post up, feel free to use this post to have your character call, videochat, text, or knock on Shaw's door.]

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[themostfun]

[ Ah. Yup. There it is. Root keeps stroking Shaw's scalp. ]

We already know that doesn't work for me.

[ Both heterosexuality and therapy, in fact. ]

[cactusy]

Well, he's not useless or a shithead.

[Shaw leans her head up, pressing a kiss to the hollow of Root's throat.]

You don't... have to. I just think it might help.

[themostfun]

[ It's hard to be firm when Shaw is being so affectionate.

Root sighs. ]

Not right now, [ she concedes. She doesn't like this topic. There are better ones. ] I'm glad it's been good for you. Really. I'm glad this place exists. That we get to make things right back where we're from.

[cactusy]

It's not that great. It's small and cramped, you're gonna see the same people over and over again, day after day... you're not gonna see the sun again for a long time.

[themostfun]

I get to see you every day. I get to sleep in the same bed as you. I know if we die here, we'll come back.

Seems pretty great to me.

[cactusy]

[Idly, she runs a foot up and down Root's leg, looking up at the loft area.]

You know, this is the first time I've really lived with somebody? A partner, I mean.

[themostfun]

Mm? Me too. Actually, this is the first time I've had a place of my own.

[ Her mother's house doesn't count. That was always just temporary. ]

It's really nice.

[cactusy]

I had an actual apartment before I was dead.

[Before the ISA tried to kill her and Reese and Harold faked her death, she means.]

Wasn't there much, though.

[themostfun]

That's what you based this cabin on?

[ Which now looks nice! ]

I would just crash somewhere convenient and move on when I finished a job.

[cactusy]

This cabin was based on the one I lived in for a while after that. The place you broke into that time.

[The hovel she'd lived in between fake dying, and needing to become Sameen Gray after Samaritan came online.]

The one I had as myself was nicer. Still not much in the way of decoration, but, uh-- no cinderblock walls, you know?

[themostfun]

Good to know that wasn't a preference!

[ She worries about you, babe. ]

We should get a whole new place when we get out of here. Start fresh. Furnish and decorate it from the ground up.

[cactusy]

I still think most of the decorating is gonna be on you.

[Shaw says, dryly but fondly.]

Do you wanna stay in the city?

[themostfun]

That's a relief.

[ She teases because she loves. ]

I think so. More to do. Easier to play hide and seek. Small town life isn't really for me.

[cactusy]

Me, neither. Gotta have that hustle and bustle. And you're probably going to be traveling a lot, right?

[She can't imagine that Root is going to want to stop running mysterious missions for the Machine.]

[themostfun]

Hmm. [ Now and then, as she keeps stroking Shaw's scalp, Root uses her nails. ] If the Machine survives, then... yes. I'd want to keep doing what She asks me to.

[cactusy]

I'd never ask you to stop. Just send me a lot of postcards, or bring me with you sometimes.

[themostfun]

She's probably going to have to tell me when you absolutely can't come with me.

[ Juggling two people's lives complicates things, and the Machine is nothing if not dedicated to protecting Her people. ]

We should get a dog of our own.

[cactusy]

Already halfway there; I'm thinking about stealing Jet.

[This is only 25% a joke.]

[themostfun]

Isn't theft bad? i wouldn't want you to get in any trouble.

[cactusy]

He's my inmate.

[Shaw says, muffling a little grin against Root's shoulder.]

I can do whatever I want. We're all about doing whatever we want without rules here.

[themostfun]

[ Root snickers. ]

Sounds like I'll need to keep a really close eye on you.

[cactusy]

Mmmm, I'm a power-mad dictator.

[A power-mad dictator who's kissing Root's neck.]

[themostfun]

I'm gonna have to stage a coup.

[ These authoritarian acts are just unbearable. How can Shaw expect Root to just lie back and take it?

Root strokes Shaw's scalp with her nails. ]

Dictators can't just be allowed to run free.

[cactusy]

You're gonna have to punish me by giving me a nice rug and a bigger bed.

[Horror of horrors.]

[themostfun]

A huge bed, so we can share it with the dog.

[ Root grips Shaw's hair and pulls her head up. She holds her there for a second before leaning up to kiss her. ]