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Who: Amy, Saretha
What: Back into the world
Where: Gateway City
Status: Closed

Amy Dylandy had a routine. Every day, she'd wake up and go jogging. Then, she'd return home, shower, and prepare for classes. Then came classes, with a prepared lunch in between, followed by her returning home, showing again, and then reporting for work, where she would subsequently attempt to not be destroyed by the dinner rush. Then, she'd return home a final time, and if the stars aligned for their mutually intense schedules, Amy would collapse into her girlfriend's arms and, typically, sleep like a rock.

Today was different, however. Today, Amy Dylandy had something she rarely knew what to do with: a day off.

She started the day with her typical routine, before realizing, her routine wasn't necessary. So after jogging, Amy returned home, and did her best to relax. Wear only a bathrobe. Watch cooking shows, because she was typical.

Except... Amy Dylandy was someone who thrived on busy work. She couldn't relax by relaxing. She needed something to do. Normally, she'd start cooking something, or study, but... no, something else called to her this time.

In the mid-afternoon, she went into the apartment's side room - a room that their apartment only had because of Saretha's affluence. There, a machine she'd echoed back in the last year sat, waiting to be used, along with a ruined, ramshackle machine that had been mostly destroyed once upon a time and shorn up into functioning status by replacing it with Gendum model kit parts. It was a frankenstein and nowhere near what Amy saw in Aila's memories, but it worked and it suited her purposes.

Well into the evening, around the time Saretha would be getting home, she'd be lost in battling with this tiny monstrosity, against an AI opponent. A battle her hybrid "gunpla" was at a disadvantage in. But... Amy was into it, and she needed to keep her skills sharp.

She couldn't walk away from this if she tried.

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Saretha Kaiser is, unquestionably, a busy woman. She always has been, but this past year has put that into a whole other ballpark. Between ~~extorting her parents' fortunes~~ obtaining capital for her new ventures, and actually running them, certain business had needed to take a back seat. Of course, with disasters cropping up again... That meant her priorities were having to shift yet again.

She enters quietly, saying nothing as she hears the machine running in the other room. She goes there, and stands at the entrance to observe. The technology alone is fascinating, but just as much is how into it Amy seems to be. It's not terribly what she ever expected when she first met the other young woman, but... It catches her attention, all the same.

Hopefully, Amy doesn't mind the audience.

Edited 2015-09-21 23:11 (UTC)

Amy is into it. This was something she never expected she'd be into before she became a Numbered, and yet, somehow she felt the thrill that came from doing it. She didn't have much idea yet of how Aila felt about it, but she was good at it! And Amy was too.

That being said, the frankenstein of a model she had had its limits, and while the battle was simulated, the damage to it was real. The battle ended, with the gunpla disabled and the fact that she'd need to repair it again.

"Son of a bitch," she growled, letting out a rare curse. The battle powered down, and Amy moved to retrieve her "machine". She hadn't realized that her girlfriend was in the room yet.

"You should watch your back," comes a quiet response, drifting across the room without any other introduction as Saretha steps fully into the room. The comment comes with a fraction of amusement, and she chuckles. "I believe you may have left yourself a little too open."

Amy nearly leaped out of her skin as she heard her girlfriends' voice. They were perfectly fine with one another, but surprise was still surprise. She turned around, spinning one heel, and frowned.

"You have a real great sense of humor, you know that?" she sighed, even as she pouted at that.

Saretha makes a light sound at that accusation, but can barely be bothered to keep the small smirk off her face. She continues further into the room, until she's at Amy's side and looking down at the table.

"You'd probably be the first person in the history of the world to ever make such a claim."

"Yeah, well, other people don't get the inside look that I do," Amy said, laughing slightly. Then... she thought for a moment and frowned.

"Sorry dinner isn't ready. I had all day, but I got caught up in... this."

Saretha raises an eyebrow, giving her a sidelong glance. "And if you get an inside look, I'd still be surprised if you made that claim."

She shakes her head though, turning to face her completely. A hand reaches out, finding her arm. "You aren't my servant, however. It's not exactly as if you are obligated to such a thing as if you were one, you must realize."

Amy gave her a flat look. "You have a sense of humor, Saretha. It's dry, but you have one."

Then, she felt her girlfriend's hand on her arm, and she sighed.

"You're right. It's just... I never expected one hobby to subsume another, you know? But then, I guess cooking isn't really a hobby anymore..."

Amy, it is literally your job now.

Saretha merely gives a slight shrug to that first bit, though she smirks slightly. "The most important thing is to do as you wish, and do what you think is most constructive. Even I can't be in the office every single day, after all."

She shakes her head. "It's fine. We can eat out. Your choice."

"It does keep my skills sharp, I guess. And that'll be necessary if I ever have to fight in the mech again..."

Eat out. That used to be a dirty word to Amy, until she got a job and going to school. She sighed, and moved to hug Saretha.

"To be honest, I want to just order chinese food and curl up on the couch with you. Watch a movie. That kind of thing..."

Saretha's eyebrows raise. Honestly, the Chinese suggestion surprises her. At a time she wouldn't think Amy would go for that, and honestly there was a time Saretha wouldn't either. But...

It sounds like a good idea, really.

As such, she smiles, reaching out and linking an arm with hers. "Come on, then. I can't think of a better way to go about things."

Plus, it's kind of nice in the face of things outside that aren't. Things she still has to address. But... she can let her guard down around Amy, if nothing else.

When Saretha replied, Amy smiled. She leaned forward and gave the older woman a quick kiss on the lips, before reciprocating in linking their arms with one another.

"And... if you need to complain about your day, I'm all ears about that too."

Saretha takes the kiss gratefully, pressing back against her in response. From there, she gives a brief laugh - something exceedingly rare outside of Amy's company, even today - before leading her out of the room.

"My day was fine. Work is fine. It's everything else in the world I'm worrying about right now."

Amy blinks as Saretha leads her out, but then nods. It's not like everything that's happened recently is something you can just ignore.

"You're right. It's not something we can really ignore. But... we kind of already knew that, didn't we?"