detectivetroll: (slightly amused)
Nick Burkhardt ([personal profile] detectivetroll) wrote2012-08-17 04:29 pm

[Commentlog] | [closed] - backdated to earlier in the human event

[After talking with Julian and Kagerou on the journals and promising to drop by their rooms with dinner, Nick heads down to the kitchen. Monroe isn't really coming out of his room at the moment, either, which means Nick is pretty much just a food delivery service tonight.

Maybe he should try to get tips.

After grilling up some chicken, potatoes, and bread, and slicing up tomatoes and cheese, Nick brings the lot up to the barracks. He stops by Julian's room first, knocking on the door and announcing his presence.

He picks up some ale before he goes to Kagerou's room, because hell, if Kagerou's human, he might as well have some beer, too. Even if it isn't an Oregon microbrew.]
fuckinstoplights: (human | Whatchu say about my dog?)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-23 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Because you put the idea in his head, Nick. This is all your fault.]

[His head tilts to one side, and he blinks.]


... Really? Why not?

[This is an honest question, man. Hope you don't mind awkward subjects.]

Yes. I... guess that's true.
fuckinstoplights: (human | Noooot sure if want...)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-23 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[As you should, Nick.]

[His head tilts, listening to that. He was only just introduced to the concept of a relationship, Nick, you're sort of confusing the entire subject now.]


... someone else is more important to you?
fuckinstoplights: (human | Green is always my color.)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-23 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
[He just stares, waiting. He's not entirely sure if he's said anything wrong, or what's going on. There's an air of discomfort here. Even he can see that. And when he can see that...]

[It's probably not helping, that he's watching Nick like -- pardon the pun -- a hawk.]

Complicated. Like how?
fuckinstoplights: (human | contemplating everything)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-24 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
[He's trying to wrap his head around it. But it's not easy -- not for someone who's only ever had one person be most important in his life.]

[And what is love.]


Did your purpose change how you felt? Wouldn't she understand that, if your purpose... changed?

[Kagerou, people aren't like robots. It's different.]

... You have time... now?
fuckinstoplights: (human | Noooot sure if want...)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-24 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
She doesn't want to be with you... Unless you change your purpose? That doesn't seem fair.

[The one he cares for, after all, wouldn't ask him to do that. Wouldn't expect that of him. How could anyone do less, for the one they said they cared for?]
fuckinstoplights: (human | contemplating everything)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-24 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
... Then why are you worried about not being with her any longer?
fuckinstoplights: (human | Green is always my color.)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-25 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[His answer is another long stare. He doesn't... really know how to answer that. He's only AI, after all. And a prototype at that. Is he even capable of... love?]

Oh.

[A weak answer, for a weak reason, apparently.]

So you... have no one to make the connection with, here?
fuckinstoplights: (human | Naked tea drinking?  Yes.)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-25 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[He nods a little, and leans against one side of his makeshift "nest".]

I'm sorry.
fuckinstoplights: (human | contemplating everything)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-25 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't ask you to apologize...

[So why is he getting one?]

[But as he asks, he starts curling up in the blanket nest. Blinking sleepily. Booze and food will do that do a guy.]
fuckinstoplights: (human | "Training" is so tiring.)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2012-09-25 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. So it works like that.

[He stays curled up, but lifts his head enough to look over at Nick. Hey, at least this way, the detective doesn't have to look at his naked parts.]

Sleep.

All right.