001. video

[cephalon]

Who: Ordis and YOU
Broadcast: Video
Action: On the Marsiva
When: Now

[It isn't peaceful when the man in the broadcast finally stirs awake. One moment he's merely laying there, awkwardly nude and as still as death, the next he's a flailing mass of limbs that succeeds at knocking himself to the floor. There's a grunt as he meets the floor, and what ensues is a rather odd struggle as he tries unsuccessfully to untangle himself. The best he can manage is a disorganized heap, arms caught beneath his torso and cheek pressed uncomfortably into the floor as he very adamantly voices his displeasure.]

Ordis demands to know what is going on immediately!

[There's certainly anger in his tone, but beneath it there's notes of increasingly uncontrolled alarm, which only seem to increase exponentially with each word. Strangely though, it doesn't seem as though he's quite used to the act of even speaking though, as he struggles to unpin his arms, his hands fly to his face and fingers probing about his features with almost frenetic energy. It can't be pleasant, because there's an exlimation of surprise and pain that has him jerking back and staring wide eyed and horrified down at his arms.]

What is this?!?

Comments

[cephalon]

Ordis could never mistrust the Operator's help! Ordis is merely concerned that he himself may take time to adjust.

[Wait, why the brow raise? What's going on?]

The Operator has an interesting sense of humor.

[tennohno]

It's completely fine if you need time though. Big change after all.

[So much confusion.]

I'm not allowed to joke? I was merely referring to the difference in my height and body structure compare to yours. Since you're well not a ship right now.

[cephalon]

Very large.

[Extremely, if he could say so.]

It is a very different form. I do not believe that the Operator would fit inside this form as easily as the liset.

[tennohno]

Yea I don't think I'll fit wait what? [He quickly fumbles with his words because what? Heat floods his cheeks and he shifts because the context was no longer person to ship but person to person and that well...] I ugh Ordis that's not the same thing.

[cephalon]

Well of course it isn't. It wouldn't be different if it was.

[Logically speaking.]

[tennohno]

You realize if someone else heard that, they would assume rather risqué things happen between us.

[cephalon]

Well leave them to their imaginations then, it isn't true.

[tennohno]

Fair enough. You're not wrong.

[And with that he's focused back onto watching Ordis' footwork and willing away the color from his cheeks. He was concerned about what that would do to either of their images and besides partners like them did nothing of the sort. It was ludicrous.]

[cephalon]

Exactly, Ordis is never wrong.

[Well, beyond Jordas....but he never wants to think of that again if he can ever help that. Instead he focuses on balancing, leaning a bit more heavily on the tenno.]

[tennohno]

Sure.

[Don't focus on the bad right now. Jordas and the infestation that tried to destroy him. Ordis being almost covinced by Simaris to leave him. Yea. That was certainly an always thing, being right. Still he knows where his attention should be especially after his recent blunder.]

[cephalon]

Thank you for your vote of confidence, Operator.

[Is he teasing just a bit? Just a bit. But it helps to draw the attention away from darker things, and helps to ground him again while he tries, and fails, to keep his balance. A misstep has him leaning heavily on the tenno, trying to correct himself.]

[tennohno]

Welcome.

[Kind of hard to tell that he was joking but things were still light so that was a plus. There was no issue with being relied on and Ordis was easy enough to shoulder.]

Doing good.

[cephalon]

[There's a swell of pride at the praise, it's so very nice to know that he's not completely screwed up. It leaves him beaming, even if it's such a small thing.]

Thank you Operator.

[tennohno]

[Well at least there was no more depressed Ordis. He can handle a happier one far better than the former and with less worry too.]

The harder part is when you won't have me to lean on.

[cephalon]

Operator, Ordis knows that he can always count on you though!

[Of course that's how this works, right?]

[tennohno]

[And what if they are separated though? How was he supposed to be there whenever Ordis needed to him if some other crew has needs for him to manage?]

I try my best. Especially for you.

[When in doubt, don't think about it for now.]

[cephalon]

You honor me, Operator.

[And for everything that's happened, he's beaming. It's such a human expression and it feels so strange, but it's so very right because there's no better way to express the swell of pride that wells up in his chest.]

Ordis is very lucky to have you.

[tennohno]

Doing my duty as well as protect who I have left.

[The smile allows him to briefly return with one of his own before continuing on with the walking training. For someone that had been solely in a liset up until now, Ordis seems to pull off being more human than even he can at times.]

[cephalon]

Ordis will not leave you, Operator. Ordis would never betray the Operator.

[And he means that in the most genuine way he can. This is his Operator, and the thought of ever being separated again is dreadful.]

[tennohno]

Never had any concerns that you would. [Completely honest. He trusted the cephalon far more than he could ever relay even after the mess of the 44th precept lie.] I swear to never do so as well.

[cephalon]

Ordis knows that the Operator would not. [And that's the truth. The tenno had always come back for him, had never done anything wrong, and that's how it would always be.]

[tennohno]

[Nice that someone has full faith in him like this. Even the one who had been keen on caring for him and the other Tenno held some disbelief in a few regards. She wasn't here though. Ordis was.]

You want to try with less help now?

[cephalon]

No.

[Well, at least he's honest if nothing else.]

....Ordis would prefer to stay with the Operator.

[tennohno]

Then we'll continue as is. [It was practice regardless and Ordis was the one to set the pace.] At some point you'll need to try on your own. Not now though.

[cephalon]

I know, Ordis knows. [Ah, there's some of that familiarity coming back.] But Ordis also appreciates the Operator. And will endeavor not to be a burden in this form; I am sure I can find some way to be of use to the operator still.