[ This, too, 2B has grown used to; as of late, 9S has been agitated. Almost as if he's been avoiding her. It causes her brow to knit and her mouth to form into a hard line. Irritation flares within her as he moves away from her, and she stands straight, taking a step back from him. She watches as he types away, and her eyes feel like they could be boring twin holes into the back of his skull.
In truth, 2B doesn't know if she even wants half of the sexual encounters she's initiated since their arrival. While they'd felt good in the physical sense, the act has always been detached. Methodical and borne of necessity. 2B has treated it much the same way as she's treated eating and sleep: parameters that need to be maintained and fulfilled on a near-daily basis.
She's entertained the thought of engaging with 9S in such a manner. She'd have to have been a fool not to. In terms of convenience, it made the most sense; they lived together and knew each other intimately enough that there would be no need for awkward social niceties. 2B can't really think of why she hasn't approached him yet, but something seems to stop her every time. ]
Then don't deal with them, [ She responds coolly, arms folded across her chest. For some reason, his irritation annoys her. ] The only one you have to blame for that headache is yourself. You know what going for too long without taking care of that brand entails.
[ 2B's own mark is located at the top of the curve of her left breast, slightly faded but growing darker by the day. Her own headaches haven't begun yet, but she doesn't intend on letting it get that far. ] Why don't you see that friend of yours? The pretty one, with the red hair.
[ Is there bitterness in her voice? Even 2B seems a bit taken aback by the acidity in her tone. She recalls the image of the girl she references with no small degree of distaste, though she doesn't entirely understand why. All of her dealings with the woman have been pleasant, and the only malicious thing that she's ever done, as far as 2B is concerned, was sleep with 9S.
... But why would she ever consider that malicious? ]
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In truth, 2B doesn't know if she even wants half of the sexual encounters she's initiated since their arrival. While they'd felt good in the physical sense, the act has always been detached. Methodical and borne of necessity. 2B has treated it much the same way as she's treated eating and sleep: parameters that need to be maintained and fulfilled on a near-daily basis.
She's entertained the thought of engaging with 9S in such a manner. She'd have to have been a fool not to. In terms of convenience, it made the most sense; they lived together and knew each other intimately enough that there would be no need for awkward social niceties. 2B can't really think of why she hasn't approached him yet, but something seems to stop her every time. ]
Then don't deal with them, [ She responds coolly, arms folded across her chest. For some reason, his irritation annoys her. ] The only one you have to blame for that headache is yourself. You know what going for too long without taking care of that brand entails.
[ 2B's own mark is located at the top of the curve of her left breast, slightly faded but growing darker by the day. Her own headaches haven't begun yet, but she doesn't intend on letting it get that far. ] Why don't you see that friend of yours? The pretty one, with the red hair.
[ Is there bitterness in her voice? Even 2B seems a bit taken aback by the acidity in her tone. She recalls the image of the girl she references with no small degree of distaste, though she doesn't entirely understand why. All of her dealings with the woman have been pleasant, and the only malicious thing that she's ever done, as far as 2B is concerned, was sleep with 9S.
... But why would she ever consider that malicious? ]