He genuinely couldn't help her with that situation, he stared at the clip on the back of Aria's bra before looking down at his hands...
She was gonna have to figure something out on her own...
โI can't do much with these...โ, he said as he showed her his old prosthetics.
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hands reaching out to her back, she'd struggle to unclasp her bra. She hates this ใผ she should've wore a sports-type of ... ...
ใใโ ๏ผ๏ผ๏ผcould you assist me? โ
She asked, hoping Daryl would help her.
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Just as she began to play with the sand again she swore she heard him talking behind her back...
Something about her hair being pretty...
But alas he'd be too stubborn to admit it...
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โ ๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ? โ
ใใThe pilot blinked at how Daryl reacted. However, she paid no mind to it and crouches back down, playing with the sand.
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Within a few moments she felt a heavy bundle of clothing hitting her chest before a towel followed.
โShower's to the left, I should have enough water in the reservoir before it runs out...โ
โFood will be ready by the time you come out-โ
He could've pointed out every little detail and imperfection on her skin but he didn't want to be that person, who was he to point something out when he himself had his own thing going on.
He took one look at Aria before walking into a little closet in silence.
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it to dry, leaving her in mere bra and underwear. Her bare skin isn't exactly smooth ใผ it's laced with scars and bruises ; a sign of physical abuse.
She'd lay on the bed while waiting for the food.
ใใโ It's okay, I'll be sure to run out in the rain next time๏ผ๏ผ๏ผโ
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Closing in, Aria reached out and gently caress Daryls' hair, fingers running through the perms.
ใใโ ๏ผ๏ผ๏ผI like yours better. It has a nice touch to it. โ
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โI wish someone would run out in the rain for me like that sometimes...โ
โThe stew should be ready in a bit... Make yourself at home and then we can talk...โ
His constant bickering was gonna make her snap at him soon, it was just a matter of when.
By the time they both made it into the cabin he was just exhausted to the point he was cooking a fish on the old firewood stove in his kitchen.
As the food slowly cooked he plopped down-
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โ Then would you rather that we stay soaked and catch a cold? โ
ใใShe reprimanded the other ใผ her white shirt is clinging to her skin that her bra is visible underneath. Aria didn't care about Daryl's constant whining and reached out to his
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nearby before letting out a quiet sigh of relief after the ordeal...
He turned to look at her but all he did was stare for a few moments with that somewhat empty stare of his.
โIf you make me pilot again I'll ditch you where you stand...โ
โYou and your damn Albus...โ
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โYou're gonna make it humid in this crammed place, Einstein...โ
โThe last thing i need is to reek of humidity...โ
Why must he be so condescending and stubborn all the damn time, not that it matters anymore, he ended up finding his home quickly.
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Aria was a little bewildered that the stranger is able to pilot her MS so effortlessly. She'd shifted a bit, uncomfortable that the oversized tshirt she's wearing is all soaked and damp.
They're both equally soaked.
ใใโ Oh, I should turn on the heating systemใผ โ
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Adjusting and getting used to the strain such large screens have to his eyes...
But right now with her on his lap he felt like an unpaid and tired babysitter...
Not that he could complain...
โLet's just get it over with... We'll figure out a hiding spot for this later...โ
โThings like these are exactly the reason i left everything behind...โ
What other choice did he have now, it was either make his way home and get it over with or complain about it and stay there.
The choice was pretty obvious...
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โ In this weather?! Don't be daft! โ
ใใIf he's being stubborn, then Aria is left with no choice. Using her MS, she'd forcefully ใผ also gently, picked Daryl up. He can struggle all he want, but Aria won't leave him out against the storm.
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Without even realizing it he began moving the controls with ease as if he had never quit being a pilot...
He wasn't even familiar with this machine, this thing was eons more advanced than the mass-produced suits he piloted in the past...
His eyes moved with the panoramic view
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โYou're NOT sitting on my lap, just grab me with your suit and take me home, I have a raincoat on!-โ
โI'll be just fine...โ
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He's not hiding it well at all...
โC-can't you just grab me and carry me off go my home?- you know, that place where I'd MUCH RATHER BE RIGHT NOW?-โ
He's quite the stubborn one...
What did she expect from a man that's lived in isolation for years...
She did just show up on the beach one day-
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ใใWhy is he hesitating and getting all flustered for? Aria heaves out a sigh and unbuckles the seatbelt, leaning forward and holds out a hand towards Daryl.
โ Then, you pilot it! I'll sit on your lap! Hurry! โ
ใใShe's all soaked to the bone.
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