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[doc_holi]

Characters: Six and Holiday
Location: Their fancy apartment in Murder Manor
Rating: PGish Though there's Weapon touching mmm
Time: April 30th, afternoon/evening
Description: Holiday's chilling out and catching some tv... or mostly just looking through her mirror at the network. Idk, do they have tv? Why am I just wondering this now?

Holiday was achy. After doing some shifts at the clinic, she was pretty much a wreck at this point... but she liked it. Oddly enough, she missed working so hard at Providence. The missions were good and honestly she did like them, too, but it certainly didn't have the same feeling to it.

She wasn't one to ever slack however, even during down time. Holiday moved over the couch and sat with a tired sigh and... noticed Six wasn't around. Well, he had a life out there, too. She moved her shoulders around a bit, deciding on practicing her transformations back and forth for now. The skill wasn't as quick as she would like it to be.

Holiday settled in, turning on some tv as a white noise in the background. (Honestly, she never watched it all that much anymore.) She focused inside herself and was replaced as her chakram form sitting on the couch. Right. And she changed back. Still not as fast as she would like...

After a few tries, Holiday noticed that the tv was quite distracting and she considered turning it off, but perhaps she should wait between intervals to turn back in forth, just like in actual battle. So she started doing that. A few minutes human, a few chakram... Until the tv became too distracting and she just started watching it instead. It had been a long time since she's had a lazy day (or afternoon).

... Only she stayed in chakram form by accident. Woops.

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[sixthdeadliest]

"I'm glad it's not unpleasant for you," Six said, continuing to scrape her blade against the stone. "Besides, I always found cleaning my weapons to be a good time to just clear my head."

Some people read. Six made sure his weapons were extra sharp.

[doc_holi]

"Good," she smiled, "At least I'm not the only enjoying this... Maybe I should give you a massage to pay you back one of these days." She was half joking.

[sixthdeadliest]

"I wouldn't mind it," Six said as he stopped scraping to study her blade.

To most people, it probably wouldn't have seemed like much, but Holiday would know just how much trust lie behind that statement.

[doc_holi]

Yes, she did and part of her didn't think he would take her up on that. She's glad he did, though.

"Good... But you already started so you have to finish up here first." The chakram wiggled a bit at her remark, but went still again. Her reflection could be seen through the blade and it was obvious that she was touched, even with the joke.

[sixthdeadliest]

"Of course," he told her with a tiny smile on his face.

He was getting used to holding a weapon that might wiggle randomly, much less spoke. Since it was her soul brushing against his, he didn't find it as disturbing as when he wielded Zero for a mission.

He turned her over slowly to start scraping the other side of the blade so that it had an even edge. He wasn't sure if there was a sense of "up" or "down" when she was in Weapon form, but he didn't want to make her needlessly dizzy.

Though that did make him wonder how she kept her bearings when he was whirling her about.

[doc_holi]

Don't ask her. Since she couldn't really observe it from the outside as well as the inside, it was complicated. All she knew was that it worked and she was always coming out just fine... Then again, roller coasters never bothered her as a kid.

Her thoughts derailed as he brushed against a particular spot and she moved a bit with a giggle. "That tickles. Don't ask how but it does."

[sixthdeadliest]

Six raised an eyebrow. "What does?"

Without realizing it, he ran a finger over the spot again.

[doc_holi]

Holiday's full on laughing and wiggling now. Dammit.

"Siiiix. That does. Stop. Haha."

[sixthdeadliest]

He smirked. Aha, so that was the ticklish spot.

To be honest, he didn't even know she could be ticklish in chakram form.

"Good thing it doesn't hit your funny bone in the middle of a fight," he comments as he resumes sharpening her blades.

[doc_holi]

She didn't either. This whole thing was still pretty new.

"Thank goodness. That wouldn't go well."

[sixthdeadliest]

"You'd certainly have one strange reputation," Six said with a serious tone. "A Weapon that laughs as she tears through foes. Sounds slightly psychotic."

And now he was making fun of her.

[doc_holi]

She laughed again. "At least they'd fear me right up to the point where they figured out what was going on."

[sixthdeadliest]

He gave a light chuckle at that, lifting her up to look at the blade he was working on again. Satisfied, he started rubbing that blade down to clean off any excess metal shavings. Unlike with normal blades, she never seemed to wear down with sharpening. It seemed like her edges worked like fingernails in that the metal grew back between "trimmings".

[doc_holi]

Maybe that was the reason her nails always looked so gorgeous once he was done. Perhaps Six should find a new line of work.

She internally stretched and rested while he finished up, enjoying what was left of the feeling before he was done. It wasn't weird.

[sixthdeadliest]

The "sixth deadliest manicurist" didn't have the same ring to it. Though perhaps when he was considered to be too old and gray for mercenary-style work, he could take a look at that possibility.

Or, depending how long they were stuck here, he could open up a shop for Weapon maintenance.

Huh. There were some possibilities.

He took his time going over each blade, paying close attention to make sure she would be at nothing less than her very best. Once the outer blades were finished, he moved on into the internal edges of the chakram just behind the four main blades.

[doc_holi]

"Mmmmmm." He didn't finish when she thought he did and she enjoyed that very much. If she were human, she'd be melting right now. "You're good at this."

No, it's not weird, stop.

[sixthdeadliest]

"I don't believe in doing something halfway," he told her. "Besides, it makes sense to make sure your weapon is at its best. Especially in this case when your Weapon is literally your partner."

He continued sharpening those inner edges. The next time they went out to practice or on a mission, their targets were going to be in for a rude surprise.

[doc_holi]

She smiled. "I have a feeling others would kill for a Meister like you." Though, she had to wonder what sorts of things Six did with her that other Meisters didn't do with their Weapons. Bah, like it mattered.

"Still, I'm only one half of this party. I should have been doing more for you ages ago." Like when he saved Beverly, for instance. If she could only cook!

... Okay, that massages was going to be in his near future just to make her feel better.

[sixthdeadliest]

"When I'm old and gray, nice to know I have a possible future as an in-demand Weapon massage therapist." He smirked.

He took the cleaning cloth and started polishing her.

"You've done more than you think you have, Holiday."

[doc_holi]

"I bet you'd make good money, too." It would certainly be an odd sight, but that's okay. She'll take pictures.

She gave a little chuckle at that. "Like what? You put the first few rents on the apartment, you give me massages nearly every night which are amazing by the way, and let's not forget that you saved my sister back home. By all rights, I should be paying you."

Just remembered that he's from after the Rex and Van Kleiss team up against ZAG-RS.

[sixthdeadliest]

Six snorted. "I probably would. Now that I think about it, do any other Meisters actually do this?"

And how many of them actually knew how? Might be something he'd have to ask about.

He gave her a confused look. "What's this about your sister?"

oh yeah. XDDD

[doc_holi]

"Not sure. I probably won't get the chance to find out, anyway." Surely they did, though.

... Oh... Right. "You remember when I first got here and told you she was cured? ... Well. It's pretty much all thanks to you. You saved her, not me."

[sixthdeadliest]

"Might have to ask some of the staff," Six noted. After all, the homegrown Meisters would have more knowledge about such things.

"...How? That's a job for a scientist, not a soldier."

[doc_holi]

Looks like it's story time.

"Dr. Moses, the one that created the machine to cure the EVOs, had stopped halfway," she began, "He found that super charging the nanites and making EVOs into weapons was far more profitable with less work. He tried to do that to Beverly which was how we found it. He conned me into thinking he could cure her."

Her tone had a taken a sour note. She did not like that part of the story and the fact that Moses got away chaps her even more. But that's okay. She relaxes against Six's touch again.

"Anyway, I realized that he had separated the molecular bonds holding the nanites in place, but he couldn't figure out how to break them. I rewired the machine, but it could only work if the power was rerouted. Your magna blades managed to do it... It was far too dangerous but you did it anyway. I- We thought that we had lost you for a minute."

Holiday's soul is full of guilt, shame, and pain. That one moment was nearly too much to bear, but the moment after...? Seeing him and her sister alive and well... It was the most amazing and happiest moment in her life thus far.

"It all worked out, though."

[sixthdeadliest]

Their level of resonance allowed him to weakly sense her negative emotions. He paused, eyebrows reaching for the sky.

He shifted uncomfortably. "I'm...not surprised...I made that decision," he said awkwardly.